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“Director Qin! Were you satisfied with this afternoon's performance?” said Xie Junfei, trying to ease the atmosphere.
“I wasn't there to watch... Today, I am here to send everyone off on behalf of the organizers. Come! Let's have a drink first!” Qin Chizian said as he raised his glass, and the others quickly followed suit.
Qin Chizian politely clinked glasses with everyone, but when he reached Chu Yunfei, he suddenly froze and looked at him calmly.
“Um, Director Qin, thank you! Thank you!” The guy bowed repeatedly, already sweating profusely.
Xie Junfei shot him a fierce glare. Just as he was about to speak, he realized he hadn't drunk from his glass and hurriedly downed it, then awkwardly said to Qin Chizian, “Director Qin, could we talk privately for a moment?”
As he spoke, he wiped the sweat from his brow. It was the first time he realized this person was not simple; with such demeanor and skill, how could he be just a small-town official?
As someone in the entertainment industry, Xie Junfei had seen many big names and had a keen eye. However, Qin Chizian's demeanor and eloquence confused him, making him feel even more nervous.
He had traveled to many places across the country and had met numerous entertainment reporters, many of whom were friends. But artists and reporters had always been in a love-hate relationship.
For instance, during the day today, if it weren't for that Entertainment Report journalist being present and recording his embarrassing actions, he wouldn't have thought much of Wenyuan and those country bumpkins. In this day and age, whoever held the power of speech was the boss.
He had also communicated with Entertainment Report and even offered a large sum of money to “buy out” today's news resources but was rejected by that reporter.
Xie Junfei had no choice but to sweeten the deal: besides money, he could provide some juicy gossip about other well-known artists in the industry!
The female reporter agreed but added, “The deputy director surnamed Qin has already asked the television station to make a copy of what I filmed…”
No matter what, it seemed they had calmed one storm for now. But if this oblivious Director Qin exposed anything further, it would be disastrous!
“Director Qin, I truly did not recognize your greatness this time and said many irresponsible things. I hope you can overlook my faults; I would be very grateful!” Xie Junfei said humbly.
“Cough! Cough!” A sudden fit of coughing interrupted him. Qin Chizian frowned and instinctively protected Fu Hongxue beside him. It turned out she couldn't handle alcohol and turned beet red after choking on her drink.
“You!” Fu Hongxue struggled to shake off Qin Chizian's hand, her face even redder. Qin Chizian suddenly realized his hand was in the wrong place; he had accidentally touched her chest. Xie Junfei's expression changed drastically; wanting to scold Fu Hongxue but feeling apprehensive, he could only repeatedly apologize to Qin Chizian, hoping this deity wouldn't lose his temper.
“Get all the female guests apple cider instead!” Qin Chizian turned to the waiter and slowly sat down without saying anything further.
“Everyone eat! You've all worked hard today; don't feel uncomfortable!” he said. Then he turned back to Xie Junfei and added, “Uh? Didn't you all perform quite well later?”
Xie Junfei felt as if a great weight had been lifted; it seemed this thick-headed fellow wasn't planning to turn against them just yet.
But before he could fully rejoice, Qin Chizian spoke again: “Mr. Xie, I have a request here; I wonder if it's appropriate to bring it up?”
Xie Junfei's heart sank; internally he groaned: Please don't let this deity make an outrageous demand!
Qin Chizian raised his glass toward Xie Junfei and slowly began: “Mr. Xie, we are in a remote area where it's not easy to get things done. Our rattan weaving has gone international, but our wild vegetables remain unknown... We need publicity, but our budget is quite limited…”
"Is this a sponsorship?"
"We can't perform and still have to pay you, can we?"
"This is too much, isn't it?"
Xie Junfei felt a thousand angry thoughts racing through his mind.
"Mr. Qin, I can be your spokesperson!" Both Qin Chizian and Xie Junfei turned their heads to see Fu Hongxue raising a glass to signal Qin Chizian.
Qin Chizian thought to himself: I can't afford your spokesperson fee, but before he could speak, Fu Hongxue continued, "I won't charge you a spokesperson fee; how about we trade it for the copyright of your song 'Welcome You'?"
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