Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 141: The Establishment of Zhengshi Company

After Wang Jie made her relationship with the young hunk public, her Moments instantly received tons of likes.

Although all the comments below were full of blessings, everyone was actually shocked—no one had expected these two to end up together, and no one knew when it even started.

Naturally, Liu Yong, the Vice President of Pancheng Electronics, was among the first to find out about their announcement.

He was so anxious that he even called the police, pointing at his phone as he said:

“Officer, I strongly suspect these two were behind it. Otherwise, there’s no way my safe would’ve gone missing. There were documents I needed in there! Things for my coo—I mean, for our collaboration with them!”

The two police officers called to the scene exchanged a glance.

One of them asked:

“Mr. Liu, you're saying that your safe was still there yesterday afternoon? It weighs forty to fifty kilos, and then it disappeared by this morning? You suspect someone snuck into your office late at night and stole it?”

Liu Yong nodded, “Yes, yes!”

The other officer suddenly laughed, then awkwardly coughed twice to cover it up:

“Mr. Liu, no offense, but if someone really managed to get past your security last night, into an office building where plenty of people were working overtime...

Then this person also somehow unlocked your office door, cracked the password on your computer, deleted your password-protected files, and carried off a forty-to-fifty-kilo safe—and the most miraculous part is, your surveillance cameras conveniently malfunctioned last night...

I can’t help but wonder—could there be an inside man in your company? Otherwise, do you really think an outsider could pull that off? Unless we’re talking about Superman.”

“An inside job?” He suddenly thought it was very possible—everything just seemed a little too coincidental.

The officer asked, “Also, would those documents in your safe, if leaked, cause major financial loss to your company?”

Liu Yong replied, “Not exactly... It wouldn’t cost the company much money, but inside... aside from the files for a studio collaboration, there were also...”

“There were also what?”

He let out a quiet sigh. Truth be told, he couldn’t make sense of it all himself, slumping in dejection.

“Nothing really. Honestly, nothing that valuable.”

Officer: “So basically, the only loss is the safe itself? Nothing else is missing.”

The moment Liu Yong heard that, he knew the case was probably going nowhere. He looked over at the administrative department staff member nearby.

The admin staff quickly raised his hands, “Mr. Liu, I swear I’m not the insider! I was in the office all day yesterday, and I don’t even have the key to your room!”

Liu Yong rolled his eyes at him in frustration, then slumped down on the couch alone. Though there was no direct financial loss...

Losing the chance to buy the studio, plus another missing document, meant the loss of countless future assets. Worse, it seemed like the plan he had worked on for years was now going up in smoke.

...........

Inside the private kitchen of the music studio, Lin Zhengran couldn’t help but marvel at how every big boss seemed to have their own quirky habits upon learning that Jiang Jingshi had a private kitchen here too.

Most people hide antiques or something, but Jiang Jingshi liked to stash… kitchens?

The sleek and luxurious private kitchen was about twenty square meters. Jiang Jingshi stood at the counter, inspecting the tomatoes and eggs that Lin Zhengran had bought yesterday.

They were still pretty fresh after just one night.

Jiang Jingshi turned around with a tomato in hand, “Zhengran, you look a bit surprised?”

Lin Zhengran looked around. “A little. I just didn’t expect you to have a private kitchen here too, Jiang Jie.”

“Besides temporary workspaces, any place I spend a lot of time in will have one. Sometimes I just feel like cooking something for myself. Even though I rarely get the chance, when the urge strikes, not having a place to cook would really drive me crazy.”

Lin Zhengran: “I get that.”

Jiang Jingshi skillfully blanched the tomatoes and peeled off their skins.

She cut the tomato flesh into rough chunks, cracked the eggs into a bowl, added salt, and beat them evenly.

Watching her skilled movements, Lin Zhengran could tell she was very good at this.

As she heated the oil in the pan, Jiang Jingshi turned her head slightly to glance at him, “It’ll be ready in a bit. This dish is really easy.”

“Mm.”

Her movements were indeed practiced, but her mind didn’t seem entirely on the task. She kept spacing out—partly curious about what happened at the warehouse this morning, and partly because every time she was alone with Lin Zhengran, the atmosphere just felt… off.

She couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

Lost in thought, her hand accidentally touched the edge of the hot pan. She yelped in pain.

Pulling her hand back, Lin Zhengran immediately said, “Burned yourself? Rinse it under cold water, quick!”

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Jiang Jingshi replied and rushed to the sink, running her finger under the tap while Lin Zhengran turned off the stove.

Feeling the cool water running over her fingers, she looked a little embarrassed. She almost never made mistakes in the kitchen, and here she was, trying to show off a bit, only to make such a rookie error.

Lin Zhengran came over to check. The two of them were standing almost shoulder to shoulder.

Jiang Jingshi could faintly smell his unique scent—a kind of comforting fragrance.

“Is it okay now?” she asked.

Lin Zhengran: “Still feel that burning sensation?”

“A little.”

“Then keep rinsing a bit longer.”

Jiang Jingshi nodded. She knew she didn’t need to rush, but still couldn’t help asking.

Softly, she said, “Sorry to let you see that, Zhengran. I just said I cook all the time, and here I go burning myself.”

“That’s nothing to laugh at. Who hasn’t burned themselves while cooking? By the way, do you have any ointment for burns in the kitchen?”

“I do...” She looked toward a cabinet in the distance. “Should be in there.”

Lin Zhengran responded and went to get it. After grabbing it, he opened the tube.

Jiang Jingshi figured she’d rinsed long enough and pulled her hand back from the water. Her finger was slightly red, but there were no blisters.

Nothing serious.

She sighed in relief, “Luckily, it’s not too bad.”

She turned to show it to Lin Zhengran, who instinctively held her hand to examine it. He saw it was just a bit red.

Rinsing in time had helped.

But Lin Zhengran clearly wasn’t overthinking it: “Not too bad. Just apply a little ointment and you’ll be fine.”

Jiang Jingshi’s gaze trembled slightly as she looked at him holding her hand.

Her heart was racing.

He squeezed out a bit of ointment and gently spread it on her finger, carefully smoothing it out.

“If it hurts, just say so.”

Jiang Jingshi shook her head, “It doesn’t. You can keep going.”

She bit her lip lightly as she stared at her slightly cool, ointment-covered finger and Lin Zhengran’s gentle, meticulous movements.

When he finished, Lin Zhengran said, “The rest of the dish is basically done. Let me finish it.”

“You? You know how to cook?”

“It’s just tomato scrambled eggs. Even if it’s not as good as yours, we’re already near the end. I just need to cook it through, right?”

Jiang Jingshi nodded slightly. As he let go of her hand, her cheeks flushed. “Alright then, go ahead. I’ll watch.”

“Okay.”

Lin Zhengran picked the wok back up.

Jiang Jingshi stared at her finger for a moment. When she saw he was almost done cooking, she added a bit of sugar to the dish.

As she sprinkled it in, she commented, “Zhengran, looks like you’re not bad at this. Pretty skilled, actually.”

Lin Zhengran smiled, thinking to himself that a certain skill was just way too useful.

The dish was ready. Lin Zhengran brought over a plate, but instead of serving the food, Jiang Jingshi directly picked up a pair of chopsticks and fed him a bite of egg, one hand cupping underneath to prevent it from falling: “Try it.”

After the steak incident last time, Lin Zhengran was already used to this.

He ate the egg from the chopsticks.

After tasting it, he was pleasantly surprised: “Tastes great! You really do cook well, Jiang Jie.”

“This time it doesn’t count as just me cooking—it was a joint effort.”

Jiang Jingshi smiled and picked up another bite of egg. Even though there were other chopsticks nearby, whether she forgot or did it on purpose,

she used the same pair to feed herself another bite.

After tasting it, she even lightly pressed her lips together and nodded, blushing: “It’s good.”

Then she picked up a piece of tomato and once again brought it to Lin Zhengran’s mouth: “Try the tomato this time.”

Of course, Lin Zhengran noticed she was still using the same chopsticks.

But Jiang Jingshi looked at him with eyes soft as water: “What’s wrong? Try it. Open up.”

Lin Zhengran had no choice but to eat the tomato off the chopsticks. He carefully tasted it and nodded in approval.

“The tomato’s good too. Tasty.”

Jiang Jingshi’s face visibly turned red.

“Zhengran, your reviews are so straightforward... but as long as it’s tasty, that’s what matters.”

Just then, someone came in—Wang Jie and the young hunk.

Since the kitchen door hadn’t been closed, Wang Jie clearly saw the moment Jiang Jingshi was feeding Lin Zhengran.

Such an intimate gesture... Their relationship needed no explanation.

Besides, Jiang Jingshi had admitted it herself just yesterday.

“President Jiang... Zhengran.”

The young hunk behind her politely added, “President Jiang, Lin-ge.”

Hearing their voices, Jiang Jingshi set down the chopsticks and turned to look: “Wang Jie?”

Lin Zhengran also looked toward the two at the door: “Wang Jie? What’s up?”

Wang Jie’s expression was full of gratitude: “Nothing much. I just wanted to take this opportunity to talk with President Jiang and Zhengran about the studio.”

Not long after, the group moved to the office.

Jiang Jingshi and Lin Zhengran sat together, while Wang Jie and the young man sat together on the other side.

A secretary came over to pour tea for the four of them.

But just as she was about to pour for Lin Zhengran, Jiang Jingshi stopped her: “I’ll do it. You can go.”

The secretary didn’t understand, but still nodded obediently: “Okay, President Jiang.”

Jiang Jingshi gently picked up the teapot and gracefully poured tea into Lin Zhengran’s cup, even carefully wiping the rim before sliding it over: “Mm, all set.”

Lin Zhengran thanked her.

Wang Jie and the young man exchanged a look, both clearly shocked.

Sipping her own tea, Jiang Jingshi asked, “Wang Jie, what did you want to discuss?”

Wang Jie smiled before answering, “President Jiang, it’s like this—both of us are really grateful to you and Zhengran for everything.”

Jiang Jingshi smiled back: “No need to thank us. Honestly, we didn’t really do much.”

Wang Jie knew this morning’s events had to be their doing. No one else could’ve pulled it off. The only reason Jiang Jingshi didn’t admit it was because some things couldn’t be said outright.

“Anyway, President Jiang, after everything that’s happened, I’ve made up my mind. I’ve always been a bit obsessed with music. For years, I’ve tried to make the team better through my own efforts, but it’s never really worked out.

Even though we’ve now got Jiang Xueli in the studio, she’s a very special case. We barely trained her—we just helped sign her up for a few small competitions.

Almost all of her growth came from Zhengran teaching her himself. Even when she signed the contract with us, it was a special agreement since she didn’t need training. I know very well that we didn’t contribute much to her success.”

She paused: “What I’m trying to say is—I’m very clear on my own level, and the studio’s. Honestly, I probably don’t have what it takes to train people. These years have proven that.

And without your and Zhengran’s help this time, I’d be completely ruined. That compensation payment would’ve destroyed me. I just don’t have the ability to deal with those people. So, if you’re willing... I’d like to give the studio to you, no strings attached.”

Even Jiang Jingshi was a bit surprised by that: “What did you say? Give me the studio? You’re not doing it anymore, Wang Jie?”

“It’s not that I’m quitting. It’s just... if not for Jiang Xueli, the studio wouldn’t even be profitable now. These past few years, I’ve just been forcing it to survive.”

Lin Zhengran actually understood what she meant. Though her words were vague, Wang Jie was subconsciously hoping for a collaboration with the Jiang Group.

But with her current resources, she had neither the standing nor the nerve to bring it up. So she went straight to offering the studio.

After all, Jiang Xueli was the only artist worth anything in her hands—and she was already on their side. If she left, the studio would collapse sooner or later.

Wang Jie wasn’t good at developing talent, but she was excellent at spotting it and running a company. Running a studio for years without any backing proved she had real skills. You couldn’t fake that.

Just then, Lin Zhengran noticed Jiang Jingshi subtly nudging him with her elbow.

They exchanged a quick glance.

Her gentle eyes were smiling—she clearly understood what Wang Jie was thinking.

She was silently asking if he wanted to accept.

Jiang Jingshi pulled out her phone and typed a message to show him.

The screen read: “You know Wang Jie’s abilities better than I do. If you want to keep her, keep her. This new company—I’m the VP, and you’re the president. So big sis listens to you.”

Lin Zhengran let out a helpless laugh.

He spoke up:

“Wang Jie, we can’t just take the studio like that. And I know you’ve been in this business for a long time. I’ve known you for years and I know you’ve got what it takes. So how about this—if you’re willing, I’d like to work with you. Let’s team up from now on.”

Wang Jie had really wanted a partnership with the Jiang Group, but she never expected them to actually bring it up first.

“Huh?”

Once Lin Zhengran spoke, Jiang Jingshi followed up:

“Zhengran and I are planning to start a new company soon. Just like he said, if you’re willing, you can join us.

We’ll definitely need to build multiple teams, and for the music side of things, we’ll need someone in charge. We think you’d be perfect.”

Wang Jie was overwhelmed—both surprised and thrilled: “Re... really, President Jiang? You really want to work with me? But with my abilities...”

Jiang Jingshi replied, “If Zhengran believes in you, I believe in you. After all, in this new company, I’m just the VP. He’s the one in charge.”

That casual “he’s the one in charge” was enough to make it clear who held the reins.

Lin Zhengran spoke: “It’s not like I just met you yesterday, Wang Jie. We’ve known each other for years. I trust you—it’s just a matter of whether you want to work with us.”

She looked at Lin Zhengran with heartfelt gratitude: “Zhengran—President Lin, of course I’m willing! If I can work with you both, I’d be over the moon! Thank you so much, President Lin, President Jiang!”

Jiang Jingshi smiled: “Then it’s settled! From now on, we’re all partners!”

“Yes! Thank you, really!” She couldn’t express her gratitude in words and could only grin from ear to ear.

A week later, the new company was tentatively established. Originally planned as just a studio, with Wang Jie (Wang Lan) on board, the three of them decided to restructure it as a limited company.

The name was chosen jointly by Lin Zhengran and Jiang Jingshi, combining parts of both their names: Zhengshi Media Co., Ltd.

Zhengshi Media would serve as the main company, with three subsidiary branches: one music division headed by Wang Jie (Wang Lan),

a sports division (led by taekwondo) temporarily overseen by Jiang Jingshi,

and a streaming division.

The company registration was being processed rapidly, with official operations expected to launch within a month.