I Am Yours

A Mr. Fang, a senior executive, stepped forward from the crowd. Looking at the departing car, he cautiously asked He Jiong, "Excuse me, Mr. He, but was the man Mr. Huang was just helped into the car his father, Mr. Huang himself?"

He Jiong was slightly taken aback, and looked at him strangely. "What are you saying? How would I know if he's his father? You'd have to ask his mother."

He made a witty remark and, taking advantage of the other person's momentary He Jiong, planned to slip away.

Unexpectedly, the eyes of the masses were discerning.

One of the onlookers confidently stated, "My family has business dealings with the Sixteenth Consortium. I've toasted General Manager Huang several times at dinner parties. That's definitely him. He's probably been suffering a lot lately and has lost a lot of weight."

After these words were spoken, the onlookers' gazes towards He Jiong changed.

"They actually managed to rescue them!"

"I didn't expect Huang Baobao to be so capable!"

"That's not Huang Baobao's skill. The one with real connections and influence... is this guy."

"Shh!"

The crowd gradually quieted down.

Because finally, someone couldn't resist stepping forward to physically test He Jiong's background.

Ning Li strode out from the crowd and came to He Jiong's side to help him up. He said earnestly, "I never imagined that Brother He and Professor Wang Wen were so close! To be honest, I have long admired Professor Wang Wen and have always wanted to have the opportunity to visit him, but the Academy's gates are tightly closed and I have no way of finding a way. I wonder if Brother He could help introduce me?"

He has excellent language skills; with a simple sentence, he can both attack and defend, and no matter the He Jiong— whether it's admitting or denying—he always has something to say next.

But He Jiong said, "I would like to introduce you, it's just a matter of saying a few words, but the boss said I've used up my chances, and if I plead for someone again, it would be disrespectful to me. Now I don't know if I can still recommend people to him. Why don't you leave your contact information and I'll sound him out later to see if introducing someone and pleading are two different things?"

Ning Li was stunned.

What kind of answer is that?

Did they admit it or not?

Admitting it? It seems like we haven't accomplished anything.

If you're not admitting it, why are you so proactive in asking for my contact information to test the waters?

This "testing the waters" is a very vague thing; the future is uncertain, and whether it's true or not depends entirely on what the other person says.

Ning Li a pang of sadness.

He felt as if his offensive and defensive tactics had been broken.

It was completely broken.

He Jiong, however, continued to deliver the final blow, holding his phone and opening his contacts to urge him, "Brother Ning? Should I add you or should you add me?"

Ning Li pursed his lips, hesitating.

He waited He Jiong a while, then understood.

He wasn't annoyed at all, just chuckled, put away his phone, and turned to leave.

Ning Li stood there, caught in a dilemma, his heart filled with endless sorrow and melancholy.

But at this moment...

Suddenly, another person spoke softly to those around them, "Actually, from my angle earlier, I could see inside the Tiansheng Building. I saw that General Manager Huang kneel down before him, and Young Master Huang next to him was also about to kneel down, but he stopped him, essentially forcibly helping the two of them out the door."

"Hiss!!"

The crowd gasped in astonishment.

The first person, Mr. Fang, looked around, then suddenly took off chasing after He Jiong. After catching up in a few steps, he took out his business card and stuffed it into He Jiong's hand.

He was all bowing and scraping, his face beaming with smiles, extremely eager.

There was one who took the lead.

The remaining people couldn't contain themselves and all rushed over.

People crowded together in a circle, those on the outside desperately trying to squeeze in, while those inside were He Jiong trying to get a seat, get acquainted with He Jiong, and exchange contact information.

He was He Jiong busy and embarrassed.

He kept shouting, "No, no, no! I already told you, the boss forbade me from pleading for people anymore. It's no use you holding me!"

Having already confirmed the other person's identity, the crowd was only focused on making acquaintances and didn't care at all about whether they could plead for leniency.

Today, the Academy and Universal Love are the two dominant forces.

There is a single person behind both of these companies.

It's like the world is ruled by one person.

What's this?

He was a complete emperor of the old era!

Since that person is the emperor.

So the person in front of you is equivalent to a favored eunuch in the emperor's court!

If you can befriend this kind of person, you'll have countless advantages in the future!

Thinking about this.

Everyone present was nearly driven mad.

At least three stunningly beautiful women, each with He Jiong looks and figure, firmly occupied the closest positions to He Jiong. In their desperation, they possessed immense strength, remaining unmoved no matter how many burly men around them pulled or pushed them.

The man on the left whispered in He Jiong's ear, "We barely ate anything at the banquet. How about we find somewhere to grab a late-night snack? Just the two of us."

He Jiong an itch in his ear and shrank his head, about to say something.

The beautiful woman on his right, who was clinging tightly to his arm, interrupted, "Brother He Jiong, I've actually been following you for a long time! There are so many people here, should we find a quiet place to chat and maybe add each other as friends to get to know each other better?"

He looked at his arm, and all he could see was white.

He felt a bit thirsty after drinking.

I want to find some water to drink.

Then he felt a soft body press against him from behind, arms wrapped around his waist, and a gentle breath on the back of his head. "Ignore these two sluts. I'm straightforward. To put it simply, if you can help me see Chen Hansheng Li He, or Gu Jianbing, I'm yours!"

"Who are you calling a slut!" the two women on either side retorted. "You're the slut! You bitch!"

He Jiong turned his head to look behind him.

A Human Face with smiling eyes, red lips, white teeth, and exquisite features came into view.

He swallowed hard and managed to explain, "Well, it's not that I'm unwilling to help you, it's just that I'm really not familiar with those three... What do you think, how about Team Leader Mo Ran? I could try him."

"Mo Ran?" The beautiful woman behind her brightened up. "You mean Mo Ran, the fiercest general under Gu Jianbing, and Teacher Wang's sworn Team Leader Mo?"

"Uh..." A question mark crossed He Jiong's face, "It seems you know more about him than I do?"

"If you're referring to Team Leader Mo," the beautiful woman behind her thought for a moment and nodded firmly, "Of course!"

The two were already standing very close, and when the woman nodded, her cheek pressed directly against He Jiong's lips.

Although they parted ways immediately.

He Jiong, however, felt the soft touch of that clean skin that wasn't covered in much foundation.

He didn't have time to savor it any longer.

The person behind him pressed tightly against his back, whispering, "As long as I can see people, I'm yours."

Of course, the two sides on either side would disagree.

They all hugged their arms tightly, repeatedly shouting phrases like "You are mine" and "I am yours," expressing a dialectical relationship.

Surrounded by fragrant breezes, He Jiong a momentary lack of oxygen.

Fortunately, there were still empty seats ahead, and several men of varying ages were trying to exchange phone numbers with him.

Seeing that he had difficulty operating the phone with both hands, the person kindly helped him save the number and carefully filled in the contact's name, adding a capital "A" at the beginning.

The crowd moved with He Jiong's movements.

Outside the encirclement.

Ning Li stared dumbfounded at the pile of people that looked like ants enveloping crumbs of biscuits.

I felt extremely regretful.

He was originally the first!

Before anyone could react, he had already struck up a conversation with He Jiong! He lost a precious opportunity simply because he hesitated for a second!

He wanted to squeeze into that scene again.

Unless you unleash the full power of the 400th floor of the World Tower and fight your way through, you'll be left with nothing.

Otherwise, you can forget about making any progress at all.

Ning Li turned his head and saw that the female companion who had always been by his side had disappeared without him noticing.

His gaze swept over the tightly closed doors of Tiansheng's headquarters.

He recalled the countless times he had come here, gaining entry despite being on the 400th floor, yet never seeing the person he longed to see.

Then I thought about the Ninth Consortium people were in a state of panic and turmoil, and they couldn't even get supplies.

He gritted his teeth.

He stomped his foot hard.

Holding his phone high, he plunged into the crowd, shouting, "Brother He! Brother He, look here! It's your Xiao Ning!!"