Chapter 21: Too Clean for This World

At the top floor of Wangjiangnan, a high-end club under the Lin Group, the young master Lin Baohuan was hosting a banquet.

The online video platform jointly developed by the Lin and Gu families had officially launched a month ago after a period of online promotion.

At present, domestic video platforms were a mixed bag, some were clearly just looking to make quick money and disappear, with predictable results.

Others, though serious about developing in this field, lacked creativity and the courage to take risks.

Gu Qiuhang and Lin Baohuan had drawn on the strengths of existing platforms while making targeted improvements to suit younger audiences.

As soon as the platform went live, it caused a huge sensation in the market.

It quickly climbed to the top of trending lists and stayed there for weeks, maintaining its popularity.

In the following weeks, several new initiatives were announced.

In addition to purchasing film and television content from production companies, they introduced the concept of original productions for the first time, meaning they would build their own production teams.

At the same time, they launched several interesting original variety shows, allowing audiences to vote.

They also invited viewers to submit creative ideas, offering generous rewards for those selected.

These initiatives greatly boosted public enthusiasm, rapidly expanding the platform’s reach.

For a long time now, He Ting had been hearing people discussing it enthusiastically on subways and buses.

He himself had downloaded the app, besides being user-friendly, its built-in mini-games were especially appealing to young users.

With such a hot topic, various film and entertainment companies naturally wanted a share.

On one hand, they sold their productions to the platform; on the other, they sought exposure for their artists and future collaborations.

This banquet was organized specifically for film and entertainment companies.

Attendees included company executives, assistants, legal staff, and artists under their management.

This industry never lacked extravagance, indulgence, and beautiful people.

Few could resist being intoxicated by such an environment.

Once business was concluded, the lights dimmed.

Gu Qiuhang narrowed his eyes, watching hands wander over the youthful, attractive bodies around him.

Over the years, he had attended countless negotiations and visited many places, but fundamentally, they were all the same, food, drink, pleasure, and indulgence.

He only observed, never participated.

He would select the best for his clients or partners, but he himself remained unusually clear-headed.

Which only made it feel even more disgusting.

These young men and women wore exquisite makeup and maintained perfect smiles.

Their every gesture had been meticulously trained.

They dressed themselves in brilliance, yet their behavior was anything but.

All they cared about was how to capture attention, how to become the center of the room.

A young actress sat on Lin Baohuan’s lap, she had debuted just last year, youthful and dangerously charming.

Gu Qiuhang had never quite figured out whether Lin Baohuan preferred men or women.

Lin Baohuan himself said he had to try everything before deciding what he liked most.

For a time, Lin Baohuan had liked Tang Xi, liked him very, very much.

But Tang Xi had been too young then, only fifteen or sixteen. Lin Baohuan had said he wanted to wait until he grew up.

Gu Qiuhang had mocked him, “Did no one tell you? You think you’re some kind of decent person? You’re not worthy.”

After that, Lin Baohuan buried those thoughts.

Tang Xi had such a soft temperament, how could he possibly handle someone like Lin Baohuan?

His thoughts drifted aimlessly and somehow circled back to Tang Xi again.

He quickly stopped himself.

He shouldn’t think of him here. This place was too dirty.

It was midsummer, and clothing was light.

The actresses exposed smooth, jade-like backs, approaching him with wine glasses, eyes shimmering, voices soft and alluring.

“President Gu…”

The drawn-out tone hooked at the ears like a teasing lure.

Gu Qiuhang was young, handsome, and wealthy, an irresistible figure in this circle.

Unfortunately, he only lifted his eyes coldly, distant and indifferent, as if any further approach would be a violation.

After several actresses failed, a young man finally approached cautiously.

His name was Jiang Ming. The same age as Gu Qiuhang, he had debuted early and was known for his striking looks.

Unfortunately, his acting was average, so he had never truly broken through, remaining in the second tier.

In an industry that updated rapidly, even someone with his qualifications felt constant pressure.

But unlike others, he wasn’t desperate.

He waited patiently, after all, male actors had longer careers.

Jiang Ming was very smart. Anyone who survived in this industry was sharp, but he was among the sharpest.

He had affectionate peach-blossom eyes, a high, straight nose, and slightly upturned lips, with a small bead at the center of his upper lip.

He was both alluring and seductive.

A faint fragrance clung to him, so subtle it was almost imperceptible, yet all the more enticing.

It made people want to get closer, closer still, until they could draw that scent into their arms.

He was known for keeping himself relatively clean in the industry, with almost no messy scandals.

Not because he didn’t want to, but because he was waiting for the right price.

He wanted someone exceptional in wealth, appearance, and emotion.

And Gu Qiuhang was exactly the kind of person he had been waiting for.

He was ambitious, so he valued himself highly.

He approached Gu Qiuhang with a touch of restraint, neither forced nor calculating, calm and composed.

Then he smiled and asked, “Mr. Gu, may I sit here?”

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