It's inappropriate for a man to call someone that.

There was a knock on the bathroom door. Jiang Songhe took the phone away from his lips and turned to ask, "Who is it?"

Asking the question felt stupid; he probably wouldn't recognize the person either. Apart from the brands interested in collaborating with "Yan Ge Xing," he wouldn't even remember the names of the others in the private room, let alone whether they had just had drinks together.

He had intended to tell Jonathan that he would be home tomorrow night, but when he looked up at his phone again, he couldn't tell whether he or the other person had hung up on him.

"Hey, hurry up! I'm in a real rush too!" The person outside the bathroom was banging on the door.

With the cooperation agreement for the project basically finalized and Jiang Songhe having expressed his sincerity over the dinner table, he didn't plan to stay any longer. So he switched to a business smile, opened the door, and offered his seat: "Excuse me, I just took a phone call."

Standing outside the door is one of the brand owners, the youngest member of the long-established national beverage brand Kangduoduo Group. In recent years, it has been responsible for developing the youth line and has cooperated with "Yan Ge Xing" with the same target audience. The main purpose is to promote the new fruit tea and soda brand under the branch.

"Mr. Kang, please." Jiang Songhe stepped forward, nodded to the person who organized the gathering, and smiled more broadly. "Thank you for the hospitality tonight. I have to go back to Beijing tomorrow to attend the annual summit of the Great Audiovisual Industry, so I'll take my leave now."

Xiao Kang had also had a good drink tonight. Just a few seconds ago he was shouting urgently outside the door, but now he's blocking Jiang Songhe's way with a laugh: "Answer the phone? Whose call is it? I think it's your wife checking up on you, right?"

"..." Jiang Songhe choked up, thinking seriously, a man is a man, and a woman is a woman. It's acceptable for a woman to call him that, but for a man to call him that... is not quite right. Moreover, calling someone that before marriage isn't proper...

Seeing that Jiang Songhe was distracted, Xiao Kang probably thought he had hit a nerve and pretended to snatch Jiang Songhe's phone: "Oh my, is President Jiang henpecked? It's a small matter, leave it to me! I'll talk to your wife, this is a proper business meeting!"

Jiang Songhe instinctively raised her hand to dodge, and Xiao Kang missed his target. Seeing that the situation was getting awkward, Jiang Songhe helped him up and apologized, saying, "Actually, it's... my boyfriend."

Feeling a little embarrassed after saying that, I didn't give the other person a chance to respond and immediately continued to explain: "My flight is at 7:05 tomorrow morning, so I really have to go. When Mr. Xiao Kang comes to Beijing for the platform's investment promotion conference, I'll host him."

The new brand was eager to launch, and drinking and chatting were naturally less important than the cooperation on the right projects. Upon hearing this, President Xiao Kang did not linger any longer. He looked at him with the eyes of a fellow sufferer, unzipped his pants and walked into the door, extending his free hand to Jiang Songhe: "Alright, let's meet at the investment promotion meeting. I'll be waiting for your good news."

Jiang Songhe glanced at the outstretched hand, then shook it back: "See you at the investment promotion conference."

The moment he pulled his hand away, Xiao Kang turned around and rushed to the back of the bathroom in a few quick steps, not even bothering to close the door. He then lifted the toilet seat and started flushing, one hand supporting himself forward while the other waved behind him, saying, "Well, I won't see you off then."

"..." Jiang Songhe spread his hands with his lips down for a while, maintaining the gesture of clasping hands back, went back to the private room to put on his coat, greeted the other brand representatives, went out to the public restroom in the corridor to wash his hands twice, before putting on his coat and calling the hotel car.

The ride-hailing car was nicely heated. Jiang Songhe wasn't as familiar with Hangzhou as he was with Hengdian, and the route from Shang K to the hotel was quite long. He fell asleep in the back seat after only a few minutes. It would have been better if he hadn't slept; when he woke up again, his head felt even heavier.

Back in his hotel room, the alcohol in his stomach started churning from walking. Jiang Songhe figured his current condition would affect his trip back to Beijing for the conference the next day, so he went to the bathroom to induce vomiting and wash away the irritating runny nose and tears before slowly taking off his clothes and showering.

Without giving up on a headache or fever, Jiang Songhe thoroughly dried her hair, set five alarms with ten-minute intervals, turned on the bedside lamp to prevent herself from sleeping too soundly, and finally got into bed.

Fortunately, the hotel is close to the airport; it's just a short walk along the path to Terminal 3. Jiang Songhe got up at 5 a.m., so he could at least get six hours of sleep.

Thanks to the effects of the mixed drinks, Jiang Songhe's eyelids quickly began to droop. In a daze, she remembered the phone call from Jonathan, so she took her phone out from under the pillow next to her, copied the number, and pasted it into the WeChat friend add box.

The phone call ended too hastily; he left out the part about "we can go to Bincheng together after the summit."

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“…Hmm?” Jiang Songhe squinted, using her nose and head to reach for the screen directly above her.

With a soft "splat," I saw stars.

"Damn it!" Jiang Songhe cursed, pulled his phone away from his face, rubbed his nose, and as he rubbed, his head tilted to the side and he fell asleep.

-

Jiang Songhe woke up when the second alarm rang.

I got up, washed up, took a warm shower to refresh myself, took out another formal outfit from the closet to wear to the meeting, changed into it, checked that I hadn't forgotten anything in the room, and then went downstairs to the front desk to check out.

After smoking two cigarettes in the outdoor area outside the hotel, Jiang Songhe returned indoors and walked along the walkway to the airport. When he passed through security and arrived at the VIP lounge, it was still much earlier than seven o'clock, before breakfast was served.

There was no hot food available, and instant noodles had a strong smell that would taint her clothes. Jiang Songhe hadn't eaten anything properly since last night and was feeling weak from hunger. She could only grab two bags of nuts to eat first and then eat the airplane meal after boarding.

Before boarding and activating flight mode, he prioritized his tasks, first replying to the platform's investors, then confirming that "Yan Ge Xing" was on the list, and finally reminding Lin Duole to meet at the Xingying Auditorium and not to be late.

With no business to distract her and no guilty conscience to weigh on her, Jiang Songhe prepared to call Jonathan and tell him the two things she hadn't had a chance to say last night.

"What? Janus is in the Porcelain Country?! Is he finally going back home for a tour?"

"It doesn't seem so. The people at this studio only said that we were going to the studio to record some song."

"Oh, is there a picture? Or is it just a case of mistaken identity due to resemblance? Janus has been in the industry for ten years and Jingting has never come here. Besides, isn't the Star Show finals about to start?"

"Yes, but it was a candid shot from far away from the camera, and the makeup artist blocked it, so you can only see that the hair color is about the same."

"What can you tell from this? A top-notch recording studio, huh? They're desperate to freeload!"

"I'll try looking for this person on other apps; maybe they're just trying to get attention because business is tough..."

...

Jiang Songhe's gaze swept around, but even after the conversation ended, she couldn't find the location of the two people between the flight attendants and the seating partitions.

The broadcast started reminding people of important information. He exited the dialer and switched back to WeChat, sending a message in the Yunhe project group: "Contact Shengchuan Studio and ask them to delete the Weibo post that revealed Janus's schedule."

"Also, after the theme song for 'Yan Ge Xing' is finished, Yun He should not seek to collaborate with them again."

Two days ago, both for work and personal reasons, Jiang Songhe should have personally accompanied Jonathan to that studio they had never worked with before, but which was praised by everyone in the industry for its top-notch equipment. At the very least, he should have thoroughly explained the situation to his accompanying crew beforehand.

However, because he couldn't face the embarrassment and avoided the attack, he went to the company before dawn to compile a list of benchmark brands and to select actors who clearly expressed their intention to participate in the recording and insert commercials.

Thinking that Jonathan was indirectly responsible for being secretly photographed, and considering the displeasure and exhaustion in the other party's tone last night, Jiang Songhe hesitated when dialing... It was past seven o'clock, and the person should still be resting. Should she just give up?

At this moment, a flight attendant crouched down and reminded him one-on-one: "Hello sir, the plane is about to take off. Please turn off your phone or turn on airplane mode. Thank you for your cooperation."

"Sorry, I'll be right there." Jiang Songhe quickly sent a text message to that number, one that usually wouldn't ring for long: "Going home tonight."

He then sighed silently and turned off his phone.

-

The annual summit's film lineup covers key projects promoted by CCTV and major long and short video platforms. The summit attracted over 600 attendees, with representatives from almost every film and television group in China that has projects in hand this year.

The projects primarily controlled by CCTV are mostly patriotic films or long-running dramas. As for other supported projects, they are all highly aligned with the broadcasting regulatory policies, and after being centrally recommended, they are separately introduced by senior executives from other platforms.

As representatives of Yunhe Entertainment, Jiang Songhe and Lin Duole were seated in the middle row towards the back. Even though the giant screen had not yet shown "Yan Ge Xing", they were still paying close attention to the detailed explanations of other projects under various tracks.

Halfway through the meeting, a huge poster for "Yan Ge Xing" appeared in the center of all the martial arts-themed projects.

With its unique subject matter, high-quality production, and top-notch team, Yunhe has returned to the martial arts genre, attracting widespread attention and discussion at the event. Only Jiang Songhe knows that these advantages alone are not enough; he has added the extra condition of connecting the platform with advertisers, unlike other producers.

Hearing the enthusiastic praise from the stage, Jiang Songhe surprisingly remained unmoved, treating it merely as a salesperson's self-promotion. Faced with a flood of business cards offering their services, he calmly accepted them as usual, seeing them simply as a number of potential partners to be screened.

Even a written agreement cannot eliminate risks or guarantee reaping the rewards. Before "Yan Ge Xing" is officially launched, countless things await Jiang Songhe. He suddenly felt anxious, not only about the preparatory strategies for his work, but also about other things.

For example, go home earlier.

The important parts for Jiang Songhe all ended at 3 p.m. The summit's closing part was a cocktail party for industry insiders to network and explore cooperation, and he did not plan to linger there.

After all, without a solid track record as capital, simply having business cards or contact information cannot be considered a valid network.

After removing the sign from the inner area and walking quite a distance toward the exit, Jiang Songhe finally remembered that he had a little follower trailing behind him.

He figured that Lin Duole was young and had just been promoted to producer, so he probably wanted to stay and broaden his horizons. So he slowed down, turned around, and said, "I'll go to Shengchuan Studio later to check on the progress of the theme song, and then go back to the company to oversee the preparation of the publicity team's materials for tonight..."

Lin Duole was holding a wine glass and looking around. While answering the voice, he pretended to sip champagne in the gaps between words.

He's supposed to be a producer, what kind of behavior is this, looking shifty and sneaky?

Jiang Songhe wanted to seriously remind Lin Duole to "stand up straight and hold his head high," but Lin Duole didn't notice that the boss had stopped and turned around. He only realized it when he was just a few steps away, and suddenly stopped abruptly.

The body stopped, but the wine in the glass didn't.

"Tsk." Luckily, Jiang Songhe had already put on most of the densely woven trench coat, so his chest wasn't soaked by the employees' splashes. But he still gritted his teeth in frustration, thinking that once the show aired, he should send this kid back to the executive producer position for a makeover.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Jiang!!" Lin Duole hurriedly reached out to help tackle him down.

"Keep your voice down." Jiang Songhe clicked his tongue again, raised his hand to order him to stop, "Stand there, back off."

Lin Duole stood upright on one foot, while the other foot hesitated, back and forth: "You told me to stand here, how am I supposed to back up..."

"..." Jiang Songhe immediately felt that it was better not to see this world today.

"Hey, isn't this President Jiang?" A third person suddenly stepped in from behind. When Jiang Songhe looked over, he smiled and extended his hand, "It's an honor to meet you."

Jiang Songhe slowly took off his trench coat, shook it off, and then stepped forward to return the handshake: "I've heard so much about you."

Big-tailed wolf.