Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

In the evening, the lanterns are lit.

Because of the presence of the great Mr. Chi, the director let Jiang Yuange go at dinner time and did not schedule any night scenes for her.

The two came to the restaurant on the top floor of a five-star hotel near the film and television city.

The restaurant's decoration is elegant and luxurious, with colorful lights and decorations, exuding a warm and comfortable atmosphere.

As the night deepened outside the window, the city’s neon lights flickered brilliantly in the darkness, making the entire restaurant look like a dream.

The two of them sat by the window, and with the night view outside the window, they seemed to be in a romantic painting.

Jiang Yuange was wearing an elegant dress with a faint smile on her face.

Chi Morong was wearing an exquisite suit and sitting opposite her.

The atmosphere in the restaurant is relaxed and pleasant, and the subtle music flows slowly in the air, adding a touch of romance to the entire space.

They sat together quietly, enjoying the unique atmosphere of the restaurant and the temptation of the delicious food.

There were exquisite dishes on the table, which looked delicious and smelled tempting.

Jiang Yuange took a sip of the red wine in the glass, and the warm taste spread on the tip of his tongue.

At this moment, a peaceful and warm atmosphere permeated the hotel restaurant, as if time had stopped.

As the dinner was coming to an end, a phone call broke the wonderful atmosphere.

"Boss, the old man's secretary just called about the GQ jewelry spokesperson."

It was Chi Morong’s assistant Song Zhiwen.

"What the old man meant is that GQ Jewelry is the world's top jewelry, and its spokesperson must be a well-known celebrity, so that it can complement GQ Jewelry, instead of letting GQ Jewelry carry the sedan chair for a small-time celebrity."

Song Zhiwen's tone was flat, without any personal emotion, and he stated the old man's words diligently.

After a pause, he continued,

"The old man also said that if you want to praise a woman and please her, there must be a limit, provided that you do not sacrifice the interests of the company."

Chi Morong picked up the towel beside him, wiped the corner of his lips, and sneered.

"Okay, you can personally deliver the endorsement contract you just signed to the old man."

As he spoke, Chi Morong raised the corners of his lips and smiled slightly.

"Don't forget to remind the old man of the note on the contract: Any party who breaches the contract without reason shall pay triple compensation."

After that, he hung up the phone.

He didn't care that Song Zhiwen on the other end was looking extremely miserable.

Being caught between the chairman and the president, life is really hard.

But thinking about the salary he received that year, Song Zhiwen felt that he could still hold on.

Chi Morong turned his phone with one hand, looking at the woman opposite him who had also stopped eating. Thinking of her previous money-grubber look, he said with interest,

"I'm in a good mood today. I'll give you a chance to make a lot of money. Do you want it?"

Jiang Yuange, who was extremely poor and worried about money every day, heard that he could make a lot of money, his eyes lit up instantly, and he blurted out eagerly,

"What big money-making opportunity?"

Then his brain reacted and he said defensively,

"You're not kidding me, are you?"

Would he be so kind?

The man opposite stared at the woman opposite him, as if he was staring at prey, and slowly spoke,

"Tonight, if you wear the clothes I brought in my suitcase, I will give you 30 million, plus an endorsement for JK Beauty."