Wang Congcong leaned against the car door, watching the group of people bustling around An Xin.
He said with a smile, "These people are all old foxes. This place is in the middle of nowhere. When I came over just now, only a few young ladies from the reception department recognized me. These old foxes looked respectful to me, but only the Eldest Miss An's presence could make them run faster than rabbits. Wait, isn't this a project between your Xingchen and Tianlong? How come no one knows who you are?"
Jiang Cheng shrugged indifferently, "I don't like showing my face anyway."
When this project was initially negotiated, Xingchen held a 49% stake, but the development process was led by the more experienced Tiankong Real Estate.
After all, in Chengdu, Tianlong ranked second in the real estate industry and had rich construction experience.
Jiang Cheng, with the idea of slacking off and counting money from behind the scenes, naturally didn't interfere.
Therefore, Xingchen only handled the accounting supervision, while the construction part was naturally given to their own Company Name Construction.
Previously, his father had been coming here for this project.
And when he came, he always did so in the capacity of the CEO of Company Name.
During the Company Name commencement banquet last week, his photo didn't appear in the financial newspapers at all.
So it was normal for everyone to know Old Jiang but not Little Jiang.
As for the CEO of Xingchen, even fewer people knew who that was.
It's just like how netizens know about Laopu Gold.
But they don't know who the CEO of Laopu Gold is.
Although Laopu Gold isn't as high-profile as Chow Tai Fook, its market value is also as high as over a hundred billion.
There are even some companies in the metal and energy sectors, such as Huichuan and Zhengwei.
Most people might have heard of these companies, but these hundred-billion-level CEOs are exceptionally low-key.
They belong to the same type as Jiang Cheng, who doesn't like appearing in the public eye.
A private company like Zhengwei owns more than twenty mines globally, and its revenue last year directly reached the hundred-billion level.
Although there might be some inflation in this revenue figure.
After all, it is not a listed company in the strict sense.
Its revenue generation is not subject to strict supervision.
So, there are many big shots in the world.
And most of them are very low-key.
Wang Congcong had long since grown accustomed to Jiang Cheng's banter.
If it were anyone else, he would definitely have said something.
"Fine, you're noble, you're amazing, you're high and mighty."
Unfortunately, the other party was Jiang Cheng, and he didn't dare to strike back.
He could only look at An Xin helplessly.
Looking over, he saw that An Xin didn't take the safety helmet, nor did she pay any attention to the executive handing her water.
Her gaze passed through the crowd and landed on Jiang Cheng, and her cold face curled into a slight smile when she saw him.
An Xin walked straight toward Jiang Cheng.
The airflow she created as she reached out to push through the crowd startled several managers so much that the mineral water bottles in their hands almost slipped out.
Her stiletto sandals made rapid clicking sounds on the gravel ground.
The people who were originally surrounding her were all stunned.
They watched helplessly as this habitually cold Eldest Miss An quickened her pace, sweeping in front of Jiang Cheng like a gust of wind.
"Did you just arrive as well?"
Jiang Cheng nodded, "Just arrived. You came right after."
Actually, An Xin didn't originally need to come for this project.
But she had thought for a long time and couldn't find an excuse to ask Jiang Cheng out.
That's why she used the excuse of the joint project to meet Jiang Cheng.
After nodding, An Xin turned her head and asked the group, "Where is President Cheng?"
The leading project manager immediately replied, "President An, President Cheng should be arriving soon."
Hearing this, An Xin opened her palm and waved at him, "Then let's take a look ourselves first. Bring a few safety helmets over."
Seeing that An Xin had no intention of waiting for Cheng Gui, the group didn't dare to say anything.
They could only respectfully hand the safety helmets to An Xin.
This project was spearheaded by Tianlong Real Estate, with Xingchen holding the second-largest share.
Later, it was heard that for some reason, the land for the exhibition hall next to the plot had directly become the property of Ansheng Group.
So now the exhibition hall was being developed together.
Although it was a joint development, everyone present knew that this piece of land had been bought by Tianlong Real Estate and given to Ansheng Group.
After taking the helmet, An Xin didn't put it on herself.
Instead, she held it out in front of Jiang Cheng.
"The foundation has just been laid here, and the rebar ends are all exposed. Put it on for safety."
Seeing An Xin only give it to Jiang Cheng, Wang Congcong on the side looked like he was being fed dog food.
"Tsk tsk, Sister Xin, what about mine?"
When Wang Congcong said this, An Xin looked a bit embarrassed.
"Get one for Young Master Wang."
At this moment, the group of people was a bit dazed by An Xin's actions.
They had originally thought Jiang Cheng was Wang Congcong's friend, but now it seemed that An Xin obviously knew Jiang Cheng too.
Not just knew him, but seemed very familiar with him.
When Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows to take it, his fingertips intentionally brushed against hers.
The moment their hands touched, An Xin couldn't help but recall the feeling of holding hands at the zoo last time.
A faint blush crept onto the tips of her ears.
However, An Xin didn't let go. Instead, following Jiang Cheng's hand, she personally placed the safety helmet on Jiang Cheng's head.
"Shall I help you put it on?"
Since their last meeting, Jiang Cheng could clearly feel the change in An Xin's attitude toward him.
Jiang Cheng nodded, "Yeah, put it on. I like it when you help me put it on."
Hearing this, the corners of An Xin's mouth curled up again.
"I remember you said last time that you liked it a bit tighter. Is this okay?"
"Not bad, just right. Not too tight or too loose, very comfortable."
Hearing this conversation, Wang Congcong pursed his lips tightly to keep himself from losing control of his expression.
The others hadn't experienced the time they went to An Xin's collection gallery with Jiang Cheng to buy a watch, so they didn't think much of these words.
They were just stunned by An Xin's shy expression.
The project manager who had been holding the safety helmet just now gaped, and the "President An" in his throat turned into a raspy sound.
"Who... who is that?" someone whispered, their gaze darting back and forth between Jiang Cheng and An Xin.
"He doesn't look like someone from official circles. He's dressed even more casually than Young Master Wang."
"When has President An ever been so attentive to someone? Last time the city leaders came for an inspection, she didn't even hand them a hat personally!"
The sound of discussion buzzed like a swarm of mosquitoes, with "unbelievable" written on everyone's faces.
Not only the project manager and others, but even the expressions of Cheng Xiaodong and the others on the side changed.
"Xiao Dong, isn't this the princess of Ansheng Group you mentioned?"
"Who is that guy? Why is Princess An fastening the helmet for him?"
"Xiao Dong, why aren't you saying anything? Didn't you say before that you were going to marry An Xin when you grew up? Haha, you've been cuckolded."
Cheng Xiaodong's expression at this moment was clearly frozen.