Awkwardness at the School Gate

"No, I won't let go until you forgive me."

Although Du Xinyan's words and actions were ruthless and bizarre, one thing was undeniable: she possessed a truly stunning and gorgeous face.

At that moment, as she softened her voice and acted spoiled, even the passersby couldn't help but cast glances her way.

Upon looking, quite a few people began to turn their heads back repeatedly.

When on earth did Yangcheng University get four people who looked this good?

Stared at by numerous gazes, Yang Yuqing's expression grew even more unpleasant.

"Du Xinyan, you'd better let go right now, or don't blame me for being unpolite."

Du Xinyan blinked. "How are you going to be unpolite to me? Yuqing, I know I was wrong, so please forgive me. Look, in order to apologize to you, I even specially talked to Bai Yongyuan, the head of the Bai family, and got Bai Yu brought back to the country. Bai Yu, what are you still standing there for? Why aren't you coming over to apologize?"

Zhao Fan clearly saw that the moment Du Xinyan called out Bai Yu's name, the latter's expression instantly darkened, but somehow, he managed to revert to a nonchalant look.

This is...

Zhao Fan's gaze shifted slightly. It looked like Bai Yu had been dragged back to the country against his will this time.

Whatever else could be said about Du Xinyan, her talent for drawing hatred was unmatched by anyone.

Urged on by Du Xinyan, Bai Yu walked to the front. "Yuqing, about last time, I apologize to you. I'm sorry, I just lost my mind for a moment. Will you forgive me?"

Not content with just apologizing verbally, Bai Yu bent forward and bowed deeply to Yang Yuqing.

What kind of place was this?

It was the main entrance of Yangcheng University, and today was the day students returned to campus to register. One could easily imagine how many students were passing by the gate. With Bai Yu's deep bow, the group, already the center of attention, instantly became the focal point of everyone's gazes.

Zhao Fan: "..."

Yang Yuqing: "..."

This was thoroughly awkward.

Right at that moment, whispers of discussion began to ripple through the surroundings.

"Oh my, what's going on here?"

"Can't you tell? An apology, obviously. Judging by the situation, it looks like one side isn't very willing to accept it?"

"Isn't this a bit much?"

"Who knows? Other people's business, we shouldn't meddle."

"That's true too."

"..."

The group of onlookers didn't even lower their voices while discussing, and Zhao Fan and the others heard every word clearly, a trace of awkwardness washing over their faces.

Don't assume these people said they wouldn't meddle; they would definitely turn around and spread the story everywhere. In the end, that still amounted to meddling.

"Yuqing, let's go first."

Zhao Fan said in a low voice.

Yang Yuqing glanced at Du Xinyan and shoved her away directly.

"Let's go."

She had no intention of staying here to put on a show for people to watch.

Du Xinyan staggered back a few steps. "Yuqing, what are you doing?"

"I'm not doing anything. Du Xinyan, stop pestering me. No one ever said that making a mistake and apologizing makes everything okay. If it were really that simple, what would we need the police for?"

Yang Yuqing didn't lower her voice, and her words carried far, serving as an explanation for the current situation.

Leaving the school behind, Yang Yuqing sighed. "I never knew Du Xinyan had this kind of personality."

Zhao Fan remarked, "She just hid it rather deeply. It's good that you've seen through her now, so you can avoid suffering greater losses in the future."

Yang Yuqing nodded. "You're right."

Seeing through Du Xinyan's true nature now was indeed a blessing for her.

Mentioning this reminded Zhao Fan of company matters, and he looked at Yang Yuqing apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I have to leave."

Yang Yuqing smiled. "I know, you have things to handle. Go ahead, let's have a meal together some other day when you're free."

"Alright."

Bidding farewell to Yang Yuqing, Zhao Fan returned to the company.

The reason he was in such a rush to get back to the company was because there was a business deal still under negotiation.

This business opportunity had been introduced by Shi Wenxuan, who said someone wanted to build a website for people to write things, preferably developed into a piece of software, with relatively high requirements.

Feiteng's very first external order had been Jiang Ying's mobile website, but since Zhao Fan had initiated that himself, no money was charged.

This was the second external business venture, and upon contact, the client had actively quoted a price of fifty thousand.

I must admit, this sum of money was quite attractive to Zhao Fan. After discussing it with Han Chen, they decided to take it on.

Today was the day for the final face-to-face negotiation.

As soon as Zhao Fan stepped into the office, his secretary, Xiao Chen, hurried over.

"Director Zhao, the front desk called to say the client has arrived."

Zhao Fan checked the time; his return was impeccably timed.

"Please invite Han—"

"No need to invite, I'm already here."

Han Chen walked into the office with a smile. "Quickly bring the person over."

His department had previously handled only internal company matters, so now that an external opportunity had presented itself, he naturally wanted to come and take a look.

Zhao Fan said, "Communicate properly later. If the negotiation fails, I will refuse the deal."

Since Han Chen hadn't been present last time, Zhao Fan had simply given his own response, but whether they could actually close the deal depended entirely on this final face-to-face talk.

Secretary Xiao Chen returned with the guest, and upon seeing who it was, Zhao Fan's expression shifted slightly.

"Second Master?"

The visitor was Wu Qingfeng, the Second Master of Yuanhong Group whom Zhao Fan had met previously.

"Director Zhao." Wu Qingfeng extended a hand. "Our second cooperation."

Glancing at the offered hand, Zhao Fan smiled. "Indeed."

After a firm handshake, Zhao Fan invited Wu Qingfeng to sit down.

"I didn't expect this order to be from Yuanhong Group, and I'm sorry to have troubled the Second Master to make the trip in person."

Wu Qingfeng said, "Initially, my assistant was handling the contact, but I had some different ideas regarding this project, so I decided to come over and look into it myself today."

"So that's how it is. This is Han Chen, the main person in charge of internet-related affairs at my company. He will be communicating with the Second Master regarding the professional aspects involved."

"Hello," Wu Qingfeng greeted.

Influenced by Zhao Fan's previous solemnity, Han Chen also perked up. "Hello. Previously, your company's representative mentioned needing a website for people to write things. You just said you have different ideas—does that mean you no longer plan to build this website?"

He cut straight to the point.

Wu Qingfeng replied, "The website is still going to be built, but what I want is not just any ordinary website for people to write things. Oh, right, this is my company's positioning document for this website. You can take a look."

The assistant who accompanied Wu Qingfeng handed over a document. Han Chen took it, read through it carefully, and then passed it to Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan also read through it and was surprised to discover that what Wu Qingfeng wanted to build was a website related to movies, similar to a certain review platform he had heard of in his past life, though slightly more niche, as the document explicitly defined its scope to writing movie-related reviews only.

If he remembered correctly, the original version of that platform in his past life had also started out related to movies, only changing its flavor in certain aspects later on as its user base grew.

Come to think of it, this period was indeed a developmental phase for Chinese cinema, but anyone doing this currently would basically be losing money just for the sake of reputation.

Aside from Jiang Ying, Zhao Fan hadn't met anyone in the country willing to dabble in this field yet. After all, everyone was out to make money; nobody wanted to touch something that showed no returns in the early stages.

"This website positioning is a bit too niche."