The president is committing suicide

Ding Jiaying received a letter from Shen Cong.

It is rare to see someone using such an inefficient way of communication as writing letters these days, and it is even rarer for a smart person to use such a stupid method.

Xiao Mimi said that since they were already divorced, they should just let it go and not look at it anymore.

Ding Jiaying No, since they had already broken up, she would just treat it as a letter from a stranger and wanted to see what it said.

Xiao Mimi said she just wouldn't give up.

Ding Jiaying refused to admit it.

She just didn't want to regret missing any news.

Obviously Shen Cong thought so too, and he explained all the details of everything clearly.

He described in detail those memories that he had not yet recalled.

He had a photographic memory and naturally remembered that they had met before, but it did not arouse his interest.

The close connection between Chen Mi and himself gave him new plans.

The next thing was to wait patiently for him to find out that even if it was a marriage of arrangement, his grandfather had no intention of giving him an ordinary and normal choice.

He was waiting for Ding Jiaying to come to him.

Ding Jiaying couldn't bear to watch any longer, and repeatedly tore open her flesh and blood as she was about to get over the humiliation.

Each of his rigid and mechanical statements was like a scalpel mercilessly cutting open an old abscess, causing pain and disgust.

Throwing away the letter in her hand, Ding Jiaying wished she could pull the man in front of her and slap him a few times in anger.

I crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can, then picked it up again and put it back into the envelope.

"Keep your evidence. There will be a day of reckoning!"

Ding Jiaying never received any letters from Shen Cong again, nor did she receive any news.

He withdrew completely from his life, just as he had promised.

"fair enough."

Ding Jiaying threw the last stone in her hand onto the river beach.

It sank along with the sunset to the bottom of the water where the sunlight could not penetrate.

Ding Jiaying seemed to say goodbye to him and turned to devote herself to her own career.

No matter how hard she tried, Xin An always avoided her, and Master Hong Meiyu's film was not made.

Ding Jiaying was embarrassed to face Qiao Shen.

It started with great enthusiasm and ambition, but in the end it ended in nothing.

Qiao Shen didn't care: "Why can't you allow failure? Why are you so nervous? Why do you feel guilty towards everyone? You don't need to have such a high sense of morality. The success or failure of a thing is not directly related to whether it is right or wrong to someone."

Ding Jiaying discovered that she had always underestimated Qiao Shen intentionally or unintentionally.

"What do you mean?"

Qiao Shen put his hands behind his head and looked at the starry sky. The beach was filled with singing.

"That is to say, the reasons why Director Xin An originally wanted to take on this project and wanted to withdraw from this project were very emotional and personal. This is not something you can control. And due to budget constraints and many other reasons, the project could not go forward."

"This has the least to do with you. Even from what I understand, you are a victim. But you think you are responsible."

"This is a disease and it needs to be cured."

Ding Jiaying took a sip of water and said, "Tell me, what disease is it and how to treat it?"

Qiao Shen pointed at the stars in the sky and said, "You know we can see the Milky Way with our naked eyes when the weather is clear, right?"

"I don't know. The sky is full of stars. I've never studied it." Ding Jiaying doesn't care about anything in the sky.

Qiao Shen yawned, "Yes, many people only know that there are stars in the sky. But stars are both the name of a whole and the name of an individual."

"What does that mean?"

"You are you, you will be seen, and then many of you will be remembered."

"?"

"Ah, I see the metaphor is inappropriate. Let me put it another way."

"You said."

“Now is the era of personal IP. Just be yourself, a living person. As long as you have enough energy, you may be better than a documentary or a promotional film.” Qiao Shen felt that the stone under him was a bit prickly, so he changed to a side-lying position.

"You mean I can spread the intangible cultural heritage of jade carving myself?" Ding Jiaying found it a little unbelievable, "I don't know anything about carving or jade."

Qiao Shen gave an example: "Did you know that the evaluation criteria for restaurants in the world were set by a company that sells tires?"

“Michelin?”

"Yes. Think about it, the reason why few people know about intangible cultural heritage jade carving is that everyone thinks that it requires a certain amount of knowledge to understand it. It's just like it was difficult to find out what delicious restaurants were nearby when the Internet was not well developed."

Ding Jiaying became interested: "That makes sense, but it's a bit strange that you always use restaurants as examples."

"If your knowledge level is not enough, just listen reluctantly. It's fine as long as it's that way, don't find fault." Qiao Shen continued, "You should use your ignorance to truly understand what's going on. Keep doing it. If you gain one more fan, one more person will know about it, right? Isn't that better than your image as the idle little princess of the CEO's family?"

Ding Jiaying rolled her eyes and said, "What kind of persona is this? This is the truth. I am my sister's little princess!"

Qiao Shen didn't want to suffer a loss, so he apologized immediately: "Yes, yes, I was wrong, little princess. I was saying that Your Highness could consider giving it a little more attention when choosing jewelry in your daily life."

Ding Jiaying's expression froze when she thought of the two rings.

Qiao Shen wanted to slap himself in the face. What was the point of pretending to be smart?

Now I dare not say a word, not even an apology.

The two looked at each other for thirty seconds, and the scene was quite awkward.

"It's okay, it's a good idea." Ding Jiaying pulled the corner of her mouth, "I'll go back and discuss it with the team. If it doesn't work, I'll use a small account to do it myself."

Qiao Shen actually just suggested that she take some photos of visiting stores or live broadcast her appreciation of jade jewelry within a 200-kilometer driving distance.

As a result, Ding Jiaying expanded her itinerary to 4,500 kilometers, and she drove there.

She even devoted herself to running her own account and exploring the path of jade.

With every photo she sent back, she was getting further and further away from him on the map.

However, the sun and wind seemed to have dried up the tears that Ding Jiaying had hidden in her body.

Her face grew darker and her smile grew brighter.

From spring to autumn, and from autumn to winter, she never came back.

Qiao Shen read her latest updates on her account and became one of the most enthusiastic viewers in giving gifts in her live broadcast room.

"To all my friends who don't listen to my advice, I'll say it again. Don't give me any gifts in my livestreaming room. All the income will be donated. Don't force me to throw gifts at you."

Ding Jiaying was broadcasting live in the house wrapped in a blanket, and the live broadcast room was still very lively.

"You can do whatever the lady wants, we just love to brush!"

"No matter how much we spend, you still donate double."

"We love you for being so arrogant and domineering"

"No matter how dangerous it is, you still have to take care of yourself. Your cold hasn't healed yet."

Ding Jiaying is very grateful to these familiar strangers, and she feels warm in the city where she can see the snow-capped mountains from the window.

"My physique is the same as that of a yak in the snowy mountains. Don't worry."