The other side of the boundless sea of ​​kindness

Chapter 955 What do you know?

The wards at the city's central hospital were quiet, with only the regular ticking of the medical equipment.

Jiang Chengyu sat on a chair beside the hospital bed, his phone propped up on the bedside table, in the middle of a video conference.

On the screen, department heads took turns reporting on their quarterly work, and he listened solemnly, his fingertips occasionally tapping lightly on his knees.

"...Overall, all departments have shown significant improvement this quarter." Jiang Chengyu said in a deep voice after listening to the final report.

"Department heads will receive bonuses according to the bonus system. Employees with outstanding performance and efficiency at the grassroots level will also receive additional bonuses. The list will be published by the Human Resources Department later."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the ward door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, and Feng Tao stumbled in, his hair disheveled, his shirt collar askew, and his face full of anxiety.

Jiang Chengyu frowned slightly, glanced up at him, and said into the phone:

"The meeting is adjourned." He then hung up the video call.

Feng Tao rushed straight to the bedside and saw that Gu Ze was still fast asleep, his eyelashes motionless.

He deflated instantly, his voice filled with deep dejection:

"Gu Ze...why hasn't he woken up yet? It's over...we're definitely going to miss the opening ceremony...everything's over..."

Jiang Chengyu stood up, looking at him expressionlessly, his tone calm yet imposing:

"He needs a good rest now. Are you so obsessed with money that you're treating him like a slave, working him like a machine?"

Feng Tao's face turned ashen, his chest heaving violently, and he roared, "What do you know!"

Jingye personally accepted a new drama and designated him to play the male lead. The contract has been signed in accordance with regulations, and today is the opening ceremony!

If he doesn't show up, he can forget about working in this industry forever! Who is Master Jing? He's known as the Living Yama! Even if we don't die, we'll be skinned alive!

Jiang Chengyu frowned slightly, his tone tinged with apology: "Sorry, I've been busy with work and forgot about it."

Gu Ze woke up once this morning, but he was too agitated, so Dr. Lu gave him a sedative injection. He probably won't wake up again until noon.

"You... Jiang Chengyu!" Feng Tao was choked speechless, his hand trembling as he pointed at him.

"After spending over a year together, how come I never saw through you, kid..."

As he spoke, he walked around the hospital bed toward Jiang Chengyu, his fists clenched tightly, as if he were about to make a move.

Just then, the ward door was pushed open with a bang, and Teng Zijing walked in.

His gaze swept across the room, first landing on Feng Tao's disheveled and still angry face. He raised an eyebrow and his voice was as cold as ice: "What are you doing?"

Feng Tao's anger dissipated almost instantly, his eyes darting away, avoiding his gaze, and his voice losing its strength:

“Mr. Jing… Gu Ze hasn’t woken up yet, so we probably won’t be able to make it to the opening ceremony… I… I’ll compensate for the losses caused to the company.”

Teng Zijing's lips twitched, his tone full of sarcasm: "Otherwise what? Death solves everything?"

He walked to the bedside, glanced at the sleeping Gu Ze, and said with a look of disdain, "He asked for trouble himself, so why should I pay for it?"

Jiang Chengyu stepped forward and said sincerely, "Master Jing, I will bear the losses he caused. Please be lenient and give him another chance."

Teng Zijing glanced at him sideways and sneered, "President Jiang, Mu Xiaoji has done a lot of charity work. Have you been influenced by him?"

Jiang Chengyu didn't rush to explain, but simply looked at Teng Zijing in front of him—

He exuded a chilling aura, and his ruthlessness was undisguised in his eyes.

This must be the legendary Lord Jing of Kuncheng: violent, cold, and inhuman.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have tampered with the construction site after the project was tendered, causing him to fall from a building and be hospitalized.

Teng Zijing stopped dwelling on it and instead asked in a deep voice, "President Jiang, you were once his attending physician,

Based on your clinical experience, is there any chance he'll wake up in this condition?

Jiang Chengyu responded truthfully: "He was already awake this morning, but he was too emotional."

I had Dr. Lu give him a sedative injection; he'll wake up naturally once the medication wears off.

"Oh, I see?" Teng Zijing thoughtfully rubbed his fingertips against his nose, his brows slightly furrowed.

He muttered to himself, "Looks like he really won't make it. He's the only one absent from the opening ceremony now."

Unable to contain his anxiety, Feng Tao turned and glared at Jiang Chengyu, his tone full of reproach:

"It's all your fault! I told you long ago that he wouldn't want to see you when he woke up, but you insisted on staying!"

Now things are really messed up; the illness wasn't cured, and the person is now beyond waking up. The situation at the theater is complicated; how are we going to handle this?"

Teng Zijing let out a long sigh, his tone tinged with regret: "Jiang Shuo trusted me so much, entrusting the script to Longteng for filming..."

The very first step backfired at the opening ceremony, which will undoubtedly have a significant impact on the new drama.

"What did you say?" Jiang Chengyu suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with astonishment. "Jiang Shuo gave you this script?"

Teng Zijing raised an eyebrow and said solemnly, "That's right, it's a novel written by his father, Mu Xiaoji."

She frowned and walked closer to Jiang Chengyu, saying, "You promised him in your office before. You didn't forget about it because you were busy with your work, did you?"

"Hmph, Jiang Shuo was upset by you. Your negotiations have nothing to do with me. Why should I remember them?"

At this point, Jiang Chengyu suddenly laughed, a laugh that sent chills down one's spine.

He thought of a brilliant way to save the situation, and the weight on his heart lifted with a thud, his tense shoulders instantly relaxing.

Teng Zijing noticed the change in his expression and curled his lips into a smile: "What? Does President Jiang have a way to deal with this?"

Faced with Teng Zijing's question, Jiang Chengyu turned to look at Gu Ze on the hospital bed and asked, "Is Gu Ze playing the time traveler, or the orphan?"

Feng Tao immediately replied, "It's the time traveler 'Bai Ze'."

"Heh, very good." Jiang Chengyu's face suddenly broke into a very cheerful smile, the smile spreading from his eyes, and even his aura became gentle and unrestrained.

He stood confidently with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on Gu Ze's face, his tone resolute.

“Gu Ze and I are about the same size, so I will take over the role of Bai Ze.”

Donning ancient costume and a veil to conceal her face, she could easily pass for the real thing, and fans might not even notice.

Feng Tao shook his head, thinking the idea was utterly absurd and a fantasy:

"Jiang Chengyu, what are you laughing at? Do you think those fans are idiots? And what about the social media accounts?"

Do you think they're all blind? If you don't understand, don't cause trouble! Okay?

Jiang Chengyu wasn't angry. When he learned it was Mu Xiaoji's novel, a smile welled up from the bottom of his heart.

He patted Feng Tao on the shoulder, his voice brimming with barely suppressed joy: "The Bai Ze in Xiao Ji's novel is based on me. How could I be wrong to play myself?"

Teng Zijing chuckled, his tense expression completely relaxing: "Then... let's go."

Feng Tao was still hesitant, pressing for an answer: "Brother Jing... are you sure you really want to do this?"

Teng Zijing turned to look at him, a sly glint in his eyes: "With you, the real Assistant Feng, by my side, even if the fans have doubts, they have no choice but to believe it."

Jiang Chengyu put his arm around Feng Tao, who was shorter than him, and half-pushed, half-led him as they walked out with Teng Zijing, a smile never fading from his lips.

Feng Tao had his shoulders gripped by him, and he kept muttering, "What if we get caught?"

Master Jing, if the truth comes out, Jiang Chengyu will take full responsibility for all the consequences.

"I'm not responsible for anything." But her feet involuntarily followed the two out of the ward.

As Jiang Chengyu walked, he raised his hand and patted Feng Tao's chest, the gesture carrying a hint of nonchalant ease.

His tone was very confident: "Don't worry, with me here, I guarantee nothing will go wrong."

Feng Tao flinched as he was slapped, still complaining, "You're so unpredictable, I don't believe you."

But Jiang Chengyu glanced at him and shoved him away.

Feng Tao stumbled and almost bumped into Teng Zijing. He turned around, glared at Jiang Chengyu, and muttered, "You're sick."

They didn't dare stop walking, because at this point, there was no other way but to grit their teeth and keep going.

The three got into Teng Zijing's Maserati, and under Teng Zijing's superb driving skills,

The car weaved through traffic like a silver lightning bolt, its engine emitting a deep roar, and soon came to a steady stop at the side gate of Longteng Film and Television Company.

The three quickly got out of the car and headed straight for the elevator, which slowly ascended to Gu Ze's private dressing room on the sixth floor.

The makeup artists in the booths near the entrance were whispering amongst themselves, their faces filled with anxiety.

With the main character nowhere to be found, everyone was at a loss.

The elevator doors opened with a "ding," and Teng Zijing stepped out with Jiang Chengyu and Feng Tao. The group immediately stood up nervously: "Master Jing!"

"Gu Ze has had some unforeseen circumstances and can't make it," Teng Zijing said succinctly, pointing to Jiang Chengyu.

"Start doing Mr. Jiang's makeup right away, in the style of 'Bai Ze'."

"Yes! Mr. Jiang, please come in!" The female makeup artist with shoulder-length hair quickly stepped aside to lead the way.

Jiang Chengyu walked into the dressing room and sat down in front of the mirror. His assistants immediately surrounded him, applying foundation, eyebrow pencil, and hairspray to his body in an orderly fashion.

In less than an hour, he appeared dressed in a plain white brocade robe, his dark hair tied up high.

His originally sharp eyebrows and eyes were outlined with a touch of coldness and aloofness, making him look exactly like Bai Ze who stepped out of the book.

"Wow... President Jiang's looks are absolutely divine in ancient costume!" The assistants couldn't help but exclaim in whispers, their eyes sparkling.

Teng Zijing and Feng Tao went to the exit first to check and gave instructions to the security guards and the person in charge:

"When the actors come on stage, make sure to keep the fans in a safe zone and prevent any trouble."

"Yes, Master Jing, don't worry."

After giving their instructions, Teng Zijing and Feng Tao turned and strode back to the dressing room.

As soon as I pushed open the door, I saw Jiang Chengyu stand up, his slender fingers gripping a folding fan and unfolding it with a "whoosh."

Her well-defined hands gently swayed the fan, and as her white robes fluttered, her aloof yet noble demeanor stunned both Teng Zijing and Feng Tao.

The assistants had just taken out their phones and snapped two photos when Teng Zijing quickly stopped them, shouting, "No photos allowed!"

The young girls hurriedly hid their phones behind their backs, timidly muttering, "Brother Jing, why? President Jiang is so handsome..."

Teng Zijing glanced at Jiang Chengyu and coughed lightly: "You can keep it to yourself, but you're not allowed to send it out."

"Thank you, Master Jing! Thank you, President Jiang!" The crowd cheered instantly, but Feng Tao made a "shh" gesture, and they quickly covered their mouths, though they couldn't hide the excitement in their eyes.

The makeup artist, whose hair was shoulder-length, handed over a layer of white gauze as thin as a cicada's wing and gently covered Jiang Chengyu's face.

His face was mostly covered, revealing only a pair of deep, clear eyes. "President Jiang, that's enough."

Feng Tao pulled Jiang Chengyu toward the exit, where staff had already prepared the safety harness.

Jiang Chengyu cooperated by putting on the harness and fastening the shoulder straps and belt.

The assistants had already secured the harness to the anchor points on his suit, and after checking that everything was in order, they gave him a hand signal.

As Jiang Chengyu stood on the platform and the ropes were secured, he looked down at the throng of people below and tapped his fan in his palm.

"rise!"

With a low shout, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and descended from the sky like an immortal.

At the same time, pink petals fluttered down, contrasting beautifully with his white robes.

"Aaaaaah—Gu Ze!!"

The fans erupted in cheers, their screams nearly lifting the roof off. "So handsome! It's Bai Ze! It's Bai Ze himself!"

Feng Tao walked forward carrying candy, smiling as he distributed it to his fans in a loud voice:

"Thank you all for your love and support for Gu Ze! 'A Lifetime of Protection' will definitely not disappoint you!"

Amidst the rain of flower petals in the air, Jiang Chengyu gently waved his folding fan, his gaze sweeping across the audience below, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips.

It circled the fans once before slowly drifting down onto the stage.

A flash of anger instantly appeared in Qi Hongliang's eyes, as if he could stare a hole through someone in the next second.

Under Director Liang's guidance, Teng Zijing, holding a handful of incense sticks and surrounded by swirling smoke, led the actors in a ritual at the offering table.

Flashbulbs went off one after another from the audience, and the sound of cameras clicking filled the air.

The live stream and on-site host, with eloquent words, introduced the subsequent filming plan.