Accompanied by the faint scent of wine in the private room, Wang Qitang pushed a document bag across the table to Qin Jianhe.
“I was going to make a trip to Ruiyi,” he said.
“But since Aunt Nie isn’t there, and Renzhi wanted to come mooch a meal off you anyway, I’ll leave this with you.”
“You can pass it to Aunt Nie later.”
Three years, then another three.
This year marked the time for Ruiyi to select new suppliers again.
Domestic and international manufacturers of parts and components—none wanted to miss this rare opportunity.
This included, but was not limited to, radar systems, audio systems, communication modules, domain controllers, shock absorbers, air conditioning, CDC dampers, and so on.
Although there were already established partners in each field, every three years, Ruiyi would still re-open bidding to bring in fresh blood.
This ensured their products achieved the best possible quality and functionality.
Recently, a few innovative companies in the communications and suspension sectors had emerged.
Nie Fengjun had taken a team to conduct on-site inspections.
If their equipment, quality control, production capacity, and other factors met Ruiyi’s requirements after comprehensive evaluation, Ruiyi would then send them formal bidding notices.
“No rush?” Qin Jianhe glanced at the securely sealed kraft paper bag and looked up.
“No rush,” Wang Qitang said.
“It’s just the latest experimental data.”
“I wanted Aunt Nie to take a look.”
Barring any accidents, the new battery currently being developed by New Power and Yunkai would inevitably end up in Ruiyi’s new energy or hybrid vehicle production lines.
The finished product wasn’t out yet, but Wang Qitang was handing the data to Nie Fengjun now.
Only one explanation made sense: the experimental data was undoubtedly very impressive.
Of course, that also included Wang Qitang’s own subtle motives.
With Ruiyi’s new bidding season approaching, he also needed Nie Fengjun to reserve a place for New Power.
This document also served as a reminder.
After all, important people were busy.
With so many options before them, Ruiyi might not always remember this particular project of New Power’s.
“I’m so done with you two,” Yu Renzhi complained between mouthfuls.
“Every time we meet, it’s all business.”
Although Qin Jianhe had only been gone for two days, it was almost his first official exposure to the public in all these years.
And it had stirred up quite a bit of commotion back home.
Netizens had dug up things about Nie Fengjun, Qin Xusheng, and even Qin Jianhe’s childhood.
Yu Renzhi was a little worried and insisted on coming to check on him.
Since Meng Qingyan was currently immersed in studying scripts, Yu Renzhi had only brought Wang Qitang along.
“Xiao Ye’s coverage has been everywhere these past few days,” Wang Qitang said casually.
“Just looking at the photos taken by the photographers gives you a sense of that ultimate visual enjoyment.”
“Seeing it in person must be even more stunning, right?”
“Mm.” Qin Jianhe looked up and met Yu Renzhi’s eyes, which were peeking sneakily up from his bowl.
Seeing this, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly, and he directly saw through the two of them.
“Don’t worry,” he said. “I’m fine.”
He had Nie Fengjun’s blood in his veins.
He valued loyalty, but he was also incredibly strong.
No matter where he had fallen, he would never allow himself to stay in one place wallowing in self-pity.
Even if the scars on his heart remained, he could now carry what he couldn’t as a child.
“Oh.” Yu Renzhi carefully spat out a fish bone, completely relieved.
“Honestly, though,” Yu Renzhi said, trying to salvage his dignity, “I mainly came to eat at this place.”
“Also, I wanted to hear about Little Beauty…”
Seeing Qin Jianhe’s cool gaze lift toward him, Yu Renzhi quickly corrected himself.
“Sister-in-law.”
“I wanted to hear about sister-in-law’s heroic deeds abroad, dominating the scene.”
“Heroic deeds?” Qin Jianhe smiled faintly.
In truth, he didn’t think Ye Zhiqiu had any heroic deeds.
In terms of professional achievements, Ye Zhiqiu was always humble.
Qi Xin had invited many friends, colleagues, clients, and even fashion buyers and commentators he could contact online.
He was banking on the publicity to make the name “Qiyun” go viral.
But although many invitations were sent out, besides colleagues, clients, and friends, not many others showed up.
During this season, there were countless fashion shows at home and abroad.
Some venues could even hold over thirty shows a day, non-stop.
For most people, they still preferred shows by well-known brands or designers.
But at least there was Jiang Nan.
Although it was only a mid-range brand, the Jiang family had been established for many years.
They had still accumulated quite a few connections.
Although the audience wasn’t full, it was about seventy to eighty percent seated.
Among them, Tao Ruoqing sat in the front row.
As the wife of the Ye family, Tao Ruoqing always paid attention to her image.
When buying clothes, she usually went for affordable luxury brands.
She looked at the brand first, then the style and whether it suited her.
But even so, she didn’t really understand “fashion.”
However, that didn’t stop her from accurately judging that the popularity for the outfits Ye Zhiqiu had designed for Qi Xin was very high.
Because each time Qiyun’s two models appeared, they caused excited, low murmuring among the audience.
Many people in the audience, who had been nodding off, suddenly had their eyes light up.
And at the post-show ordering event, she was completely reassured.
Just seeing the two Qiyun staff members so busy they didn’t even have time for a drink, she could already confirm that the money she had invested in Qi Xin earlier was well spent.
Walking out of the venue, Tao Ruoqing was in a very good mood.
But Zhou Hao, who had been at the same show, wasn’t feeling so great.
Several of the outfits in Qiyun’s show had already been ordered as fabric purchase orders. Zhou Hao remembered clearly that they were Ye Zhiqiu’s work.
But now, for some reason, the designer listed was Qi Xin’s name.
Even the host had introduced Qi Xin as the designer when presenting the outfits.
After the show, Zhou Hao had actually wanted to ask Qi Xin about it.
But in public, he was worried about mistakenly accusing him.
Matters of reputation like this were no small thing for any designer.
But if he bypassed Qi Xin and contacted Ye Zhiqiu, he thought maybe the couple had already discussed it.
Then he would end up being the bad guy either way.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Hao ended up doing nothing and walked out of the venue, troubled.
Outside, photographers were taking pictures of the audience leaving.
Just as Zhou Hao and Tao Ruoqing walked out of the venue one after the other, with a soft click of the camera, their two faces—one relaxed and joyful, the other heavy and conflicted—were simultaneously captured in the lens.
On one side, Zhou Hao got in his car and drove home.
On the other, Tao Ruoqing got into Uncle Wang’s car and headed toward the Fashion Institute.
About a kilometer from the Fashion Institute, there was a medium-sized tea house.
When she pushed open the door to the private room, Tao Ruoqing immediately saw Tang Le waiting.
The server came in, and according to Tao Ruoqing’s usual habits, washed the tea, brewed it, and served it…
After the first sip of the golden tea, Tao Ruoqing relaxed comfortably and dismissed the server.
“Did he really say that?” she asked, looking at Tang Le across from her.
“Yes.” Tang Le unlocked his phone, opened their four-person group chat, and showed Tao Ruoqing the chat log.
Tao Ruoqing looked down and read slowly.
After a moment, she suddenly laughed.
“Ye Zhiqiu is so good to you,” she said mockingly.
“Even after all this, he tells you not to feel any psychological pressure.”
She shook her head lightly.
“If it were my son whose graduation project was ruined by someone, I’d definitely go tear that person’s face apart.”
Tang Le pressed his lips together.
“I did this to complete the task you gave me to the best of my ability,” Tang Le said.
Tao Ruoqing didn’t speak at first.
She just read over and over the reason Ye Zhiqiu had given for refusing Tang Le.
“A young couple in love…” She murmured, then laughed.
“I knew it. At his age, how could he be in a relationship and not do something a little out of line?”
Before this, Ye Zhixia had already slept with Gao Wenye, while Ye Zhiqiu had kept Qi Xin hanging in limbo. She had long felt it was unbalanced.
“So it was all an act,” Tao Ruoqing snorted.
“Claiming it was for work was just an excuse to find a plausible reason for his own affair.”
If that was the case, Tao Ruoqing was actually relieved.
“Ye Zhiqiu is even going to bring a gift for you to give to that senior,” Tao Ruoqing said, thinking for a moment.
“These past couple of days, has that senior given you any trouble?”
“Xiaoqiu said Professor Li helped contact the dorm supervisor,” Tang Le said.
“I changed dorms immediately.”
“I think he… that senior, is probably busy trying to salvage things.”
“So far, no.”
Tao Ruoqing looked down and drank her tea.
After a moment, she took out her phone and asked Uncle Wang to buy a men’s watch within thirty thousand yuan.
“Even that brat from the Li family was willing to give a gift to help you smooth things over,” she said.
“Of course I have to help you too.”
“But, given your financial situation, if you gave someone a very expensive watch, they might not think it was real.”
“It could also arouse suspicion.”
“Thirty thousand should be enough.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Ye,” Tang Le said.
Unless he was at the Ye residence or in front of Ye Zhiqiu, he only called Tao Ruoqing “Auntie” like Jin Baobao and Li Shaojun did.
In private, he preferred to call her “Mrs. Ye.”
The small purple clay pot was refilled twice with water.
Uncle Wang returned right on time.
Silently, he handed the gift box to Tao Ruoqing and left again.
“Give this to that senior and apologize properly,” Tao Ruoqing said.
“Otherwise, you might get bullied later.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Ye,” Tang Le said again, putting the exquisite gift box into his backpack.
Tao Ruoqing set down her teacup, picked up her bag, and stood.
“It’s late. Go back.”
Tang Le waited for a while after Tao Ruoqing left before slowly getting up.
His expression blank, he walked to the nearest bus stop and took the bus back to school.
It was dinner time, and the dormitory hallway was very quiet.
Tang Le walked to his old dormitory door and knocked.
The door opened. It was that senior.
He was anything but his usual clean and tidy self, looking especially haggard and worn.
“How dare you come back?” Lin Xuehua glared at him.
“If it weren’t for Ye Zhiqiu’s sake, do you think you’d still be able to go out in public these past couple of days?”
If he didn’t beat him so he couldn’t get out of bed for a week, he wouldn’t feel satisfied.
“I’m sorry, senior,” Tang Le said sincerely, but he didn’t take out the watch.
“I really didn’t mean it.”
“I was just admiring your work, and somehow my hand slipped…”
Tang Le lowered his eyes, looking infinitely pitiful.
“I really didn’t mean it.”
After the incident, Tang Le’s apology had indeed been very sincere.
But Lin Xuehua still had doubts.
He didn’t say anything and slammed the door shut.
His other roommates had gone to the cafeteria.
They all knew about the difficult situation he was facing and proactively offered to bring him back dinner.
This gave him time to organize his previous graduation project materials.
Although, roughly speaking, there seemed to be enough time, Lin Xuehua was worried about running into difficulties along the way.
One small delay could ruin everything.
He hadn’t slept at all last night.
He had only closed his eyes for a little while this afternoon, and had been working non-stop ever since.
After the door closed, Lin Xuehua closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed the anger inside him.
It was a long moment before he slowly opened them again.
If it weren’t for Ye Zhiqiu being able to help, he would have shown no mercy and dragged Tang Le down with him.
A beating…
A beating would have been too lenient.
Thinking of Ye Zhiqiu, Lin Xuehua unlocked his phone.
He didn’t need to search. There was news about Ye Zhiqiu right on his homepage.
Checking the time, Ye Zhiqiu might already be awake.
He hesitated for a moment, then sent a exploratory message first.
[Lin Xuehua: Junior Ye, are you still resting?]
The reply came back quickly.
In just a moment, Ye Zhiqiu’s message arrived.
[One Leaf Knows Autumn: Just woke up. What’s up, senior?]
[Lin Xuehua: Is it convenient to give you a call?]
As soon as the message was sent, Lin Xuehua’s phone rang.
“Hello, Junior Ye,” Lin Xuehua said.
“I’ve mostly organized the materials I had saved from before.”
“From yesterday until now, I’ve basically got them organized.”
“Could you take a look for me?”
He didn’t pause, explaining, “I wasn’t working very fast before.”
“Because many points needed to be rethought and restarted.”
“Now, with this situation, I can’t afford to feel his way forward little by little like before.”
“Is it okay for you not to go?”
“What’s not okay about it?” Yu Renzhi said, unconcerned.
“The only reason I used to bring him along was because he was sweet-talked me, calling me ‘brother’ this and ‘brother’ that.”
“But after he stabbed sister-in-law in the back last time and almost pushed her to the edge, I didn’t want to hang out with him anymore.”
“So boring,” Yu Renzhi muttered.
* * * *
At two in the afternoon, the Jiang family’s first show of the year officially began at the sports arena.
But for Qi Xin and Qiyun, this was their “first show ever.”
Qi Xin had invited many friends, colleagues, clients, and even fashion buyers and commentators he could contact online.
He was banking on the publicity to make the name “Qiyun” go viral.
But although many invitations were sent out, besides colleagues, clients, and friends, not many others showed up.
During this season, there were countless fashion shows at home and abroad.
Some venues could even hold over thirty shows a day, non-stop.
For most people, they still preferred shows by well-known brands or designers.
But at least there was Jiang Nan.
Although it was only a mid-range brand, the Jiang family had been established for many years.
They had still accumulated quite a few connections.
Although the audience wasn’t full, it was about seventy to eighty percent seated.
Among them, Tao Ruoqing sat in the front row.
As the wife of the Ye family, Tao Ruoqing always paid attention to her image.
When buying clothes, she usually went for affordable luxury brands.
She looked at the brand first, then the style and whether it suited her.
But even so, she didn’t really understand “fashion.”
However, that didn’t stop her from accurately judging that the popularity for the outfits Ye Zhiqiu had designed for Qi Xin was very high.
Because each time Qiyun’s two models appeared, they caused excited, low murmuring among the audience.
Many people in the audience, who had been nodding off, suddenly had their eyes light up.
And at the post-show ordering event, she was completely reassured.
Just seeing the two Qiyun staff members so busy they didn’t even have time for a drink, she could already confirm that the money she had invested in Qi Xin earlier was well spent.
Walking out of the venue, Tao Ruoqing was in a very good mood.
But Zhou Hao, who had been at the same show, wasn’t feeling so great.
Several of the outfits in Qiyun’s show had already been ordered as fabric purchase orders. Zhou Hao remembered clearly that they were Ye Zhiqiu’s work.
But now, for some reason, the designer listed was Qi Xin’s name.
Even the host had introduced Qi Xin as the designer when presenting the outfits.
After the show, Zhou Hao had actually wanted to ask Qi Xin about it.
But in public, he was worried about mistakenly accusing him.
Matters of reputation like this were no small thing for any designer.
But if he bypassed Qi Xin and contacted Ye Zhiqiu, he thought maybe the couple had already discussed it.
Then he would end up being the bad guy either way.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Hao ended up doing nothing and walked out of the venue, troubled.
Outside, photographers were taking pictures of the audience leaving.
Just as Zhou Hao and Tao Ruoqing walked out of the venue one after the other, with a soft click of the camera, their two faces—one relaxed and joyful, the other heavy and conflicted—were simultaneously captured in the lens.
On one side, Zhou Hao got in his car and drove home.
On the other, Tao Ruoqing got into Uncle Wang’s car and headed toward the Fashion Institute.
About a kilometer from the Fashion Institute, there was a medium-sized tea house.
When she pushed open the door to the private room, Tao Ruoqing immediately saw Tang Le waiting.
The server came in, and according to Tao Ruoqing’s usual habits, washed the tea, brewed it, and served it…
After the first sip of the golden tea, Tao Ruoqing relaxed comfortably and dismissed the server.
“Did he really say that?” she asked, looking at Tang Le across from her.
“Yes.” Tang Le unlocked his phone, opened their four-person group chat, and showed Tao Ruoqing the chat log.
Tao Ruoqing looked down and read slowly.
After a moment, she suddenly laughed.
“Ye Zhiqiu is so good to you,” she said mockingly.
“Even after all this, he tells you not to feel any psychological pressure.”
She shook her head lightly.
“If it were my son whose graduation project was ruined by someone, I’d definitely go tear that person’s face apart.”
Tang Le pressed his lips together.
“I did this to complete the task you gave me to the best of my ability,” Tang Le said.
Tao Ruoqing didn’t speak at first.
She just read over and over the reason Ye Zhiqiu had given for refusing Tang Le.
“A young couple in love…” She murmured, then laughed.
“I knew it. At his age, how could he be in a relationship and not do something a little out of line?”
Before this, Ye Zhixia had already slept with Gao Wenye, while Ye Zhiqiu had kept Qi Xin hanging in limbo. She had long felt it was unbalanced.
“So it was all an act,” Tao Ruoqing snorted.
“Claiming it was for work was just an excuse to find a plausible reason for his own affair.”
If that was the case, Tao Ruoqing was actually relieved.
“Ye Zhiqiu is even going to bring a gift for you to give to that senior,” Tao Ruoqing said, thinking for a moment.
“These past couple of days, has that senior given you any trouble?”
“Xiaoqiu said Professor Li helped contact the dorm supervisor,” Tang Le said.
“I changed dorms immediately.”
“I think he… that senior, is probably busy trying to salvage things.”
“So far, no.”
Tao Ruoqing looked down and drank her tea.
After a moment, she took out her phone and asked Uncle Wang to buy a men’s watch within thirty thousand yuan.
“Even that brat from the Li family was willing to give a gift to help you smooth things over,” she said.
“Of course I have to help you too.”
“But, given your financial situation, if you gave someone a very expensive watch, they might not think it was real.”
“It could also arouse suspicion.”
“Thirty thousand should be enough.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Ye,” Tang Le said.
Unless he was at the Ye residence or in front of Ye Zhiqiu, he only called Tao Ruoqing “Auntie” like Jin Baobao and Li Shaojun did.
In private, he preferred to call her “Mrs. Ye.”
The small purple clay pot was refilled twice with water.
Uncle Wang returned right on time.
Silently, he handed the gift box to Tao Ruoqing and left again.
“Give this to that senior and apologize properly,” Tao Ruoqing said.
“Otherwise, you might get bullied later.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Ye,” Tang Le said again, putting the exquisite gift box into his backpack.
Tao Ruoqing set down her teacup, picked up her bag, and stood.
“It’s late. Go back.”
Tang Le waited for a while after Tao Ruoqing left before slowly getting up.
His expression blank, he walked to the nearest bus stop and took the bus back to school.
It was dinner time, and the dormitory hallway was very quiet.
Tang Le walked to his old dormitory door and knocked.
The door opened. It was that senior.
He was anything but his usual clean and tidy self, looking especially haggard and worn.
“How dare you come back?” Lin Xuehua glared at him.
“If it weren’t for Ye Zhiqiu’s sake, do you think you’d still be able to go out in public these past couple of days?”
If he didn’t beat him so he couldn’t get out of bed for a week, he wouldn’t feel satisfied.
“I’m sorry, senior,” Tang Le said sincerely, but he didn’t take out the watch.
“I really didn’t mean it.”
“I was just admiring your work, and somehow my hand slipped…”
Tang Le lowered his eyes, looking infinitely pitiful.
“I really didn’t mean it.”
After the incident, Tang Le’s apology had indeed been very sincere.
But Lin Xuehua still had doubts.
He didn’t say anything and slammed the door shut.
His other roommates had gone to the cafeteria.
They all knew about the difficult situation he was facing and proactively offered to bring him back dinner.
This gave him time to organize his previous graduation project materials.
Although, roughly speaking, there seemed to be enough time, Lin Xuehua was worried about running into difficulties along the way.
One small delay could ruin everything.
He hadn’t slept at all last night.
He had only closed his eyes for a little while this afternoon, and had been working non-stop ever since.
After the door closed, Lin Xuehua closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed the anger inside him.
It was a long moment before he slowly opened them again.
If it weren’t for Ye Zhiqiu being able to help, he would have shown no mercy and dragged Tang Le down with him.
A beating…
A beating would have been too lenient.
Thinking of Ye Zhiqiu, Lin Xuehua unlocked his phone.
He didn’t need to search. There was news about Ye Zhiqiu right on his homepage.
Checking the time, Ye Zhiqiu might already be awake.
He hesitated for a moment, then sent a exploratory message first.
[Lin Xuehua: Junior Ye, are you still resting?]
The reply came back quickly.
In just a moment, Ye Zhiqiu’s message arrived.
[One Leaf Knows Autumn: Just woke up. What’s up, senior?]
[Lin Xuehua: Is it convenient to give you a call?]
As soon as the message was sent, Lin Xuehua’s phone rang.
“Hello, Junior Ye,” Lin Xuehua said.
“I’ve mostly organized the materials I had saved from before.”
“From yesterday until now, I’ve basically got them organized.”
“Could you take a look for me?”
He didn’t pause, explaining, “I wasn’t working very fast before.”
“Because many points needed to be rethought and restarted.”
“Now, with this situation, I can’t afford to feel his way forward little by little like before.”
“I have to get it done in one go.”
“No problem,” Ye Zhiqiu said.
“Send it over, senior.”
“I’ll take some time in the next couple of days to help you sort it out.”
“Thank you.” Lin Xuehua let out a huge sigh of relief, but still couldn’t help feeling bitter inside.
The reason he was so angry this time wasn’t just because his half-finished graduation project was ruined.
Most importantly, he suspected Tang Le had done it on purpose.
When it happened, he had been washing socks in the bathroom.
The moment Tang Le spilled the water was exactly the moment Lin Xuehua opened the bathroom door.
Because it all happened very fast, he couldn’t clearly see Tang Le’s movements.
But, from where Tang Le was standing and the way he was holding the cup, even if his hand had slipped, the cup would have at most fallen to the floor and broken.
Even if some water splashed onto his project, at most a few drops.
But Tang Le had spilled almost the entire cup of water on his work.
The cup ended up on the floor, as if Lin Xuehua’s sudden opening of the bathroom door had startled him.
But then, Tang Le’s subsequent apology was so sincere…
Suspicion, lack of evidence, and an extremely sincere apology…
All of this left Lin Xuehua hanging in mid-air, frustrated beyond measure.
“If it weren’t for you,” Lin Xuehua’s voice turned cold, “I really wouldn’t have let him off.”
As if hearing something extremely amusing, Ye Zhiqiu let out a very soft laugh on the other end.
Outside the window, dawn had just broken.
Pulling open the curtains, the morning glow painted the vast sky.
Ye Zhiqiu leaned against the window, his smile cold.
The reason he had woken up so early today was entirely because of Qi Xin.
Qiyun’s first show had, unsurprisingly, gotten off to a flying start.
In the middle of the night, Qi Xin was so excited he kept sending Ye Zhiqiu messages.
He probably thought Ye Zhiqiu would be just as happy.
Ye Zhiqiu ignored them all, not replying to a single one.
At exactly six o’clock, Qi Xin’s call came in.
Ye Zhiqiu directly rejected it.
Seeming to finally realize his mistake, Qi Xin sent a string of apologetic messages.
Lin Xuehua’s two messages were mixed in among them.
There was another call coming in on the headset.
Ye Zhiqiu ignored it.
He said slowly, “Lele really did do something wrong.”
Lin Xuehua seemed surprised by his response.
“He’s so grown up,” Ye Zhiqiu continued.
“How can he be so careless?”
“What if he causes even bigger trouble in the future?”
The morning glow dyed half his cheek red.
The cold gray in his eyes was gradually rising, yet was also being colored by the glow of the flames.
It was as if ice and fire were rapidly converging and colliding in his beautiful eyes.
Stunningly beautiful.
“He should be made to suffer a little, to learn his lesson,” Ye Zhiqiu said, smiling.
“Don’t you think so, senior?”
There was silence on the other end for a long moment.
Then Lin Xuehua’s voice finally came through.
“What Junior Ye says is right,” he said.
“It’s for his own good.”
The call with Lin Xuehua lasted only five minutes.
But after hanging up, Ye Zhiqiu had over a dozen messages and three missed calls on his phone.
He looked down, expression unchanged, and blocked all of Qi Xin’s contact methods.
The world finally quieted down.
Ye Zhiqiu sat back down at his desk and opened his drawing software.
A moment later, he received an email from Lin Xuehua containing the materials and content from his saved graduation project.
Ye Zhiqiu opened it and read it carefully.
Based on the materials, he quickly found new breakthroughs and patiently began outlining a clear framework for Lin Xuehua.
This was something he hadn’t anticipated.
But Lin Xuehua’s suffering this undeserved misfortune was indeed related to him.
So, he was willing to do his best to remedy the situation, to help Lin Xuehua smoothly and brilliantly complete this project, which was immensely important for his entire life.
And that very night, after Tang Le returned from washing up in the bathroom, his clean bedding had been soaked with a cup of cold water.
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