The Beautiful CEO’s Super Soldier King
Chapter 1028: 1028 [Ye Mingtian's Grand Gift]
Chapter 1028: Chapter 1028 [Ye Mingtian’s Grand Gift]
“I also heard that the entire Chu Corporation is full of beauties!”
…
Listening to the discussions around him, Ye Chenfeng was greatly shocked. Chu Corporation’s current level of infiltration is too strong. Anyone you pull up would know about Chu Qingxue and Qiu Muran, and now they’ve even evaluated the four beauties of Chu Corporation.
During this period, Chu Qingxue has been extremely busy, and even Ouyang Qingcheng, whom Ye Chenfeng temporarily pulled over to help, has been very busy too. However, it now seems very effective.
Don’t underestimate this small and grounded infiltration; it might come in handy in the future.
A thousand-mile dyke is destroyed by an ant’s nest. This subtle infiltration is extremely frightening.
“Wow, look, the four beauties of Chu Corporation have appeared!”
Someone shouted, and in the hall, all eyes turned towards the stage.
Three tall and talented beauties walked gracefully, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the whole venue.
Chu Qingxue and the others, complemented by three styles of evening dresses, appeared even more stunning, as if they emerged with a halo.
Even Gu Jundie, who was responsible for logistics backstage, attracted countless gazes, with many people viewing her as a goddess.
“Wow, such a spectacle hasn’t been seen in a long time.”
“Indeed, Chu Corporation has really gone big this time.”
“But unfortunately, none of the big enterprises or influential families in the Capital City have come. It seems they are boycotting Chu Corporation.”
“That’s right, the young masters who came are from third-rate and fourth-rate families, they can’t stir up any waves even elsewhere, let alone in the Capital City.”
…
The discussions of bystanders made Ye Chenfeng realize that no prominent figures attended tonight’s charity gala.
No matter how grandly Chu Corporation hosts the event, it doesn’t seem to have any effect.
“What is this? You know what? Even the media won’t come to tonight’s charity gala. We all know that such a gala can have a positive social impact, but it requires media coverage. Now that the media isn’t coming, think about what impact it can have?”
“Ah? So bad? Even the media won’t come?”
“This is the most deadly.”
Ye Chenfeng originally thought these dark forces would directly come to the venue to wreak havoc, but he didn’t expect them to use such means. A charity gala without media coverage, what’s the point?
Ye Chenfeng glanced at the stage and noticed Chu Qingxue and her group discussing something.
They’re probably discussing the absence of media.
“President Chu, several media outlets that agreed well didn’t come. We are trying to contact other media, but the results are not ideal. When they hear we are from Chu Corporation, they directly hang up, not even bothering to refuse,” Gu Jundie said.
“So what should we do now, President Chu? It seems like those well-known figures have all received the same order not to come,” Qiu Muran said.
Although it’s not as serious as having no media, the absence of well-known figures decreases credibility, and the effectiveness will be greatly reduced.
Chu Qingxue remained fairly composed: “This is clearly the other side’s tactic. Now with the charity gala about to start, arrange for someone to record the event on-site, and afterward, find a chance to promote and release the video.”
“Ring ring ring…”
“President Chu, your phone.”
At this moment, Chu Qingxue’s phone suddenly rang, and Gu Jundie handed the phone to Chu Qingxue.
“Hello, Qingxue, it’s me!”
A magnetic, sensual male voice rang out from the phone, a voice Chu Qingxue was familiar with—it was Ye Mingtian, the so-called “perfect man.”
“Senior Ye!” Chu Qingxue replied indifferently.
“Qingxue, you can just call me Mingtian from now on,” Ye Mingtian chuckled.
“It’s alright, I’m used to calling you Senior Ye, and habits are hard to change. By the way, was there something you wanted, Senior Ye?” Chu Qingxue asked.
Ye Mingtian chuckled, “Qingxue, I heard you’re hosting a charity gala. Can I come even if I haven’t received an invitation?”
If outsiders, especially people like Ye Jianguo, knew Ye Mingtian was imploring to attend Chu Qingxue’s charity gala, they’d probably be furious.
“Although I won’t have much effect by going, I can still show support,” Ye Mingtian added.
“Sorry, Senior Ye, the charity gala has already started, maybe next time. This charity event isn’t very large, so your presence would actually waste your time,” Chu Qingxue politely declined Ye Mingtian.
“Alright, next time be sure to inform me in advance. Your matters are my matters, and my time is your time, there’s no such thing as a waste,” Ye Mingtian said.
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“Was it Ye Mingtian who called, President Chu?”
After Chu Qingxue hung up the phone, Qiu Muran couldn’t help but ask.
Currently, from top to bottom of the Chu Corporation, just hearing Ye Mingtian’s name could make one tired. People everywhere were talking about him, and even many girls regarded Ye Mingtian as their god.
“Yes,” Chu Qingxue nodded.
“I heard Ye Mingtian wanted to come to the charity gala? Then shouldn’t we let him come? Ye Mingtian’s reputation is much stronger than the other big figures we’re trying to find. His arrival would definitely maximize the gala’s effect,” Qiu Muran said.
Chu Qingxue gave a slight smile, looking at Qiu Muran with a profound gaze, “Do you think it would be that simple?”
“Huh?”
Qiu Muran suddenly shivered, and a look of shock appeared in her eyes, extremely surprised as she said, “Does President Chu mean…?”
“Well, if I let him come, it means I’ve already lost tonight. That’s not my style!” Chu Qingxue said somewhat stubbornly.
“So should we start directly now?” Qiu Muran asked.
“Yes, let’s begin. Even if the effect is weak, we still have to proceed. I will handle everything after the event; perhaps it won’t reach the expected effect, but it can certainly achieve half the effect,” Chu Qingxue said.
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Meanwhile.
Ye Mingtian sat in a swivel chair, suddenly turned to face the window, looking at the brilliant nighttime view of Capital City through the floor-to-ceiling window, revealing a deeply enigmatic smile.
Beside him stood two elegant secretaries, one of whom asked, “President Ye, did Miss Chu refuse you?”
“If she accepted, she wouldn’t be called Chu Qingxue,” Ye Mingtian replied.
“Then Chu Corporation’s charity gala tonight is equivalent to a failure,” the other secretary said.
Ye Mingtian’s smile deepened, speaking confidently, “This is just the first gift I’m giving to Qingxue. There will be more to come.”