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Chapter 1073 - 748 The Gentlemen’s Demeanor_2

Chapter 1073: 748 The Gentlemen’s Demeanor_2

Jiao Xiaopao.

His name might not grace the parlor rooms of high society, but he is indeed a leading director in the domestic scene, with a career spanning decades.

"Director Jiao, I don’t deserve such praise, it’s all thanks to Director Felton’s recognition that I was given this opportunity."

Pei Yunxi might have a light and distant personality but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t understand interpersonal relationships.

Those who are truly indifferent can never fit into the dye vat that is the entertainment industry.

Jiang Chen rather appreciates this kind of character—maintaining her own identity while harmoniously coexisting with the environment.

"Ah, Yun Xi, don’t be so modest. Among domestic actresses, I’ve always had high hopes for you. I knew that it was only a matter of time before you soared to great heights. My judgment wasn’t wrong. You say Director Felton recognized you, that’s exactly it. There are so many actresses in the country, why wouldn’t he recognize someone else?"

Pei Yunxi was very candid, glancing at Jiang Chen who was next to her.

"Thanks to General Jiang’s recommendation."

Unlike other artists.

Some artists, though obviously supported by big names, are very wary of others mentioning it.

Someone as candid as she is rare.

Jiao Xiaopao’s gaze naturally shifted towards Jiang Chen’s face, which despite showing signs of aging, revealed a flattering smile unbecoming of a great director.

"General Jiang, I’ve long admired your reputation, I am Jiao Xiaopao."

From his demeanor, it seemed as if he had come specifically for Jiang Chen.

Although he wasn’t particularly fond of this director, Jiang Chen had indeed seen several of his movies.

As a "billion-level talent" and a major financier, Jiang Chen was neither haughty nor arrogant but replied with a calm smile, "What have you been working on recently, Director Jiao? It seems like it’s been a while since your last work."

Hearing this, Pei Yunxi couldn’t help but glance at him.

After so long, his skill at social pleasantries had become increasingly polished.

Did this sound like something someone would say at a first meeting?

Yet the most effective way to close the distance with someone is not to treat them as a stranger.

Sure enough, hearing this, Jiao Xiaopao’s eyes lit up, his smile blooming like a flower, nearly bringing out the creases in his face.

"I’m honored that General Jiang has followed my work. To be honest, I haven’t produced much in recent years, simply because the scripts have been terrible. Without a good script, how can you shoot a good story? I can’t, just for the sake of making money, shoot a pile of crap and feed it to the audience like they do, against my conscience."

Pei Yunxi did not react unusually.

Nor was Jiang Chen surprised.

The director’s personality had already been fully exposed by the media.

To put it nicely, he was genuine.

To put it not so nicely, he was somewhat coarse.

And at the same time, a bit arrogant.

Just listening to his words, it was clear that they had an implied meaning.

Jiang Chen did not pick up the conversation.

Regarding the domestic film industry, he was actually quite disappointed, as it was indeed possible to go an entire year without finding many good films worth watching.

But times have changed.

Once, in his dorm room at Dong University, as a student, he could indeed join Luo Peng in unrestrainedly cursing the money-grubbing film circles, but standing in his current position, he could no longer express his feelings so freely.

Different statuses carry different restraints.

From this perspective, ordinary people are actually the "freest."

Seeing Jiang Chen smile without a word, the blunt Jiao Xiaopao toned it down a bit, the topic changed, "In recent years, I have spent my time looking for scripts, and currently, I have accumulated a few good ones, just waiting for an insightful investor."

His intentions were clear.

To tell the truth, Jiang Chen didn’t mind contributing to the domestic film industry as reaching high allows for wide-ranging benefits, but it couldn’t be done so rashly.

"In that case, Director Jiao, if you really think your scripts are good, we can talk about it later."

Jiao Xiaopao immediately excitedly reached into his pocket and offered both hands, "General Jiang, here is my business card.

He came prepared.

What about the integrity of an artist?

Jiang Chen politely took it.

Jiao Xiaopao thought the other party would exchange contact information, but Jiang Chen didn’t seem to have any intention of doing so.

"Director Jiao, you can directly contact Yun Xi."

Hearing this, Jiao Xiaopao was reassured, as someone like him who was well-versed in certain rules of the circle showed no surprise.

"Alright, alright."

He nodded hastily.

Elsewhere.

Bian Zaide, who had made an appearance and given face, left the scene early.

As a business leader like him, it was impossible to stay here for long.

Before leaving, he looked in Jiang Chen’s direction and saw Jiao Xiaopao getting cozy with him,

Stepping out of the hotel, the bodyguard opened the car door.

Bian Zaide settled into his custom-made bulletproof car worth nearly a hundred million, "Phone."

An assistant passed the phone to him.

The bulletproof car started.

Bian Zaide made a call, picked up the phone, and held it to his ear.

The phone rang several times.

"Mr. Song, I just saw that young man at the hotel’s release event."

"Jiang Chen?"

"Mm."

"What kind of release event?"

"Thomas Felton’s newly filmed movie, with Pei Yunxi as the leading lady, and the Oscar-winning actor Adrian as the male lead, invested with several billion US Dollars."

"Truly a charming youth."

The other side chuckled and immediately asked, "How is the situation with you and Great Wall now?"

"Hippo no longer needs to rely on lending services for profits. Since Great Wall wants to push interest rates down, Hippo might as well join in doing some good deeds."

Bian Zaide did not respond, yet it seemed as if he did.

"After all, Great Wall has the backing of Jiuding; don’t take them lightly."

Hearing this, Bian Zaide smiled, his short stature radiating an air of invincible pride.

"Great Wall is ultimately not a subsidiary of Jiuding."

Brief and concise.

Straight to the point.

"Besides, in business, competition is inevitable. Being afraid is useless."

Between the lines, it seemed like even if Jiuding entered the fray, there would be nothing to fear.

But that also fit his character.

This business leader’s existence almost took the adage "don’t judge a book by its cover" to its utmost extreme.

In his forties, he was still working for others, earning a salary just sufficient to scrape by in a first-tier city. After facing a mid-career crisis and being laid off by his company, he resolutely chose entrepreneurship. It took ten years to build from nothing, establishing the world-famous Hippo Group.

The courage of such a person is imaginable.

"Since you are so confident, then I have nothing to worry about..."

The other side wanted to say something more, but another phone call came in.

"Let me take this call."

With that, Mr. Song hung up the phone.

What phone call could be more important than Bian Zaide?

"Everything has been arranged for Young Master Song, that woman’s family is preparing to leave the country, and no one will uncover the issue."

Mr. Song remained silent.

At the release event.

Apart from Jiao Xiaopao, numerous others were incessantly coming up to greet.

"Shall I take you upstairs to rest first? Let Director Felton and the others handle it."

Jiang Chen was quite the gentleman, knowing how to treat women with tender care. However, the hotel rooms reserved by the movie crew were just upstairs. Was it necessary for him to escort her again?

Pei Yunxi, who had once been forthright, nodded indifferently, "Okay."

Jiang Chen, with an air of integrity, "Then let’s go."

"Your sister?"

"It’s fine, she’ll stay here for a while."

Fortunately, the Taoist nun sister would probably not tattle.

The two left the event and took the elevator upstairs.

Pei Yunxi inevitably drank some champagne, but she always took just a sip, far from drunk, and not even slightly tipsy. In the confined space, the fragrance mixed with a faint scent of alcohol, creating an atmosphere that involuntarily heated up one’s body temperature.

Jiang Chen stared unwaveringly at the jumping floor indicator lights, embodying the gentleman to the end.

Pei Yunxi also remained silent.

"Ding."

The elevator doors opened.

Jiang Chen waited for her to step out first before following.

However, as soon as they stepped out of the elevator, Pei Yunxi stopped, turned around, and pressed the button to hold the closing doors.

Jiang Chen looked puzzled.

"Thank you, you can go back down now."

Jiang Chen was stunned.

"Don’t keep your sister waiting."

What did this mean?

So guarded against him?

Jiang Chen, whose heart was free of distractions, wanted to laugh, but couldn’t, resulting in a somewhat stiff expression.

"Do you want to come in and sit for a bit?"

Pei Yunxi seemed to remember her manners at that moment.

But at such a time, how could Jiang Chen accept? It would not befit a gentleman’s character.

"No need, you should rest."

Not even knowing her room number, he returned the way he came, stepped back into the elevator, and pressed the button to close the doors.

The elevator doors closed slowly.

Dressed in an off-shoulder evening gown, the untouchable Pei Yunxi pursed her lips in a smile, then raised her hand and gave a gentle wave.