chinese novel
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Jing Heng’s marketing department was large, divided into several groups handling advertising, public relations, and other functions. Chu Zhi’s current internship position was brand planning, along with miscellaneous tasks. Most interns were like this – they had to handle all sorts of odd jobs in the department, so they were generally worked like dogs. Regarding…
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In the shifting light and shadows, while their faces weren’t clear, the person’s presence was remarkably strong. Even from this distance, they seemed unapproachable and commanded respect. Sensing the gaze from behind, that person turned to look in their direction. Song Min and Bai Shaoqi were no strangers to important figures. They had met the…
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At first, Lu Jiaheng’s thoughts were quite simple, he hadn’t thought much about it. He wasn’t used to formal wear and just felt the tie was a bit stuffy. But seeing Chu Zhi’s reaction, it seemed to have an unexpected effect. The young girl watched him with a flushed face, her delicate ear tips bright…
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“Desert Song” and “White Robe Journey” had different styles – one graceful and elegant, the other domineering like a zither demon. White Robe Journey’s bold style had a broader appeal than Desert Song. The TV show “Great Yong” was currently airing, clearly portraying this storyline. Many viewers unfamiliar with traditional Chinese music learned that these…
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The young master’s first attempt at a kiss failed because his girlfriend’s lipstick wasn’t the one he bought. He found it both amusing and frustrating, and a bit gloomy. His little Zhi had reached the age of wearing lipstick to work, but somehow, Lu Jiaheng still felt she was just a baby. He reluctantly lingered…
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Eight PM Beijing time, in the company elevator – this wasn’t a place where Lu Jiaheng should be. Yet the man’s arms held her steadily, his breath familiar, his voice curling around her ears, so familiar it almost brought tears to her eyes. Chu Zhi still had one hand tightly gripping his arm. She stared…
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“I don’t know,” Wen Zhixia looked at the white plastic bag, reaching out to open the loosely tied opening, casually saying: “The silly dog sent me a gift.” The elderly man didn’t understand why Wen Zhixia called her friend a silly dog, but he didn’t comment. He knew Wen Zhixia didn’t have many friends here,…
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During her senior year internship, Chu Zhi ultimately chose the company where Lu Jiaheng had previously interned. Even though her father had repeatedly offered her opportunities to work at his company as a copywriter or planner to gain experience, Chu Zhi declined. On her first day of internship, Chu Zhi wore gray-and-red heeled leather shoes…
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At Jiahao Hotel. The principal of the Northern Music Academy carried a box of tea, respectfully ringing the doorbell of room 5615. Simple Zhongyou preferred solitude. He came to visit alone, not bringing the crowd from the Music Association and school. The room was at the end of the corridor, with soft carpet underfoot. Even…
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For a long time afterward, Chu Zhi and Xiao Yi didn’t speak to each other again. At first, Zhou Ming would still greet Chu Zhi and her friends in the classroom, but Gu Han, Lin Tong and the others were very cold, and Xiao Yi didn’t seem very enthusiastic either. Zhou Ming was confused but…