Wu Weiguang was genuinely surprised that the busy president of the Gu Group would personally visit him. It felt like the emperor himself was traveling incognito to visit him.
Gu Fei explained, "I happened to be here on a business trip, so I came to take a look."
"I see." No wonder Mr. Gu came to visit the set on purpose; it turned out he just happened to be passing by. After thinking for a moment, he politely asked Mr. Gu if he was free tonight so they could have dinner together.
Gu Fei was indeed here to discuss business and would be returning tomorrow. He had a dinner with a partner company tonight. Without changing his expression, he said, "If you have time, invite them along."
His gaze swept over the actors on stage.
"Okay, no problem. Then, the time and place..."
"You decide."
"Okay, I'll send it to you later."
The two chatted for a few more minutes, then Gu Fei took a phone call, said goodbye, and left. Wu Weiguang looked at the man's tall and upright back and thought to himself that although this Mr. Gu was aloof, he was really not pretentious.
Young and promising!
He booked a private room at the hotel where the film crew was staying and sent the time and location to Gu Fei. (Remember the website m.xswang.com)
An Qingyan, who was focused on riding a horse, was completely unaware of this. It wasn't until around 4 p.m., when everyone had finished training, that Wu Weiguang told them about it.
"Everyone has worked hard. Let's finish early today and go back to get some rest. We have a dinner with the producer tonight. I'll send the time and location to the group later."
Duan Ci, who was rubbing his sore shoulders with a displeased expression, suddenly brightened up when he heard this. The producer was also the investor. He had already inquired and found out that the Gu Group was the investor in this drama.
Could it be the legendary Master Gu who's coming tonight?
An Qingyan was in low spirits. He preferred to continue training rather than attend any dinner parties. He disliked these social engagements and even felt a bit resistant to them because of bad memories from the past. But these things were ultimately unavoidable.
The dinner is at 7 p.m. tonight.
Despite it being winter, he was still covered in sweat. After returning to the hotel, An Qingyan took a shower and lazily curled up on the sofa, sending Gu Fei a few messages.
She couldn't wait to share with the man that he had finally learned to ride a horse today and even rode it around several times.
The other party was probably busy and did not reply to the message.
Feeling bored, An Qingyan took out some flashcards and memorized English words for a while. At 6:30 pm, he dressed up simply and went out.
"Yan Yan, over here!" Qin He patted the chair next to him enthusiastically, and An Qingyan sat down next to him. Everyone had arrived.
Besides Su Tang, who is too young to come over tonight.
Duan Ci, on the other hand, was not late tonight. In fact, he arrived early and... An Qingyan glanced at the person sitting opposite him and noticed that he was dressed in a particularly flamboyant manner.
The other person was looking down at their phone, their makeup seemed more refined, and they had styled their hair. Underneath their suit jacket, they wore a semi-transparent black silk shirt with a low neckline.
They look more like illegal workers in nightclubs.
An Qingyan muttered a curse to herself, then subtly looked away.
Looking at himself, he realized he had dressed casually: a beige shirt under a matching sweater, simple blue jeans, and casual sneakers.
Clean and tidy, full of youthful energy.
"Yan Yan, what perfume are you wearing?" Qin He asked curiously, leaning closer to sniff. "It's a very unique scent."
An Qingyan awkwardly touched the tip of his nose. "Really? It's just ordinary perfume." He was wearing Gu Fei's perfume, a custom-made one, and it's probably impossible to find another one like it anywhere else in the world.
"The producer is almost here. He's not a very talkative person and is cold to everyone. You guys need to take the initiative to greet him and find topics to talk about."
Qin He patted his chest and said with a smile, "Director, don't worry, this is my specialty! I guarantee there won't be any awkward silences!"
Duan Ci crossed his arms and looked at Qin He with disdain, scoffing inwardly, "You? Aren't you afraid of becoming a laughingstock?"
He took out a small mirror and looked at his appearance. Hmm...perfect.
About ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. The door to the private room was opened by a waiter from the outside. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw two people standing behind the waiter.
The rumored producer and his assistant.
Everyone stood up, except for An Qingyan, who remained seated somewhat bewildered. It was Qin He next to him who helped him up by supporting his arm.
"Sorry, I was stuck in traffic and was a few minutes late."
"It's nothing, it's an honor that you came." Wu Weiguang stepped forward and politely welcomed Gu Fei and his assistant. The others also greeted them politely.
"Hello, Mr. Gu, my name is Duan Ci." Duan Ci smiled politely and extended his right hand to the handsome and mature man in front of him, full of confidence.
Seeing him up close, Mr. Gu's appearance is truly outstanding. Even in the entertainment industry, where there are many handsome men and beautiful women, he is a rare sight. Not only is he good-looking, but he also has a great figure and is very tall.
Most importantly, he is rich and powerful.
If I could win over Gu Fei...
Duan Ci was secretly plotting something, but Gu Fei simply nodded slightly at him, gave a nonchalant "hmm," and looked calm and indifferent, showing no intention of shaking hands with him before casually shifting his gaze away.
Duan Ci's smile slowly froze, his right hand hovered in mid-air, and then he casually withdrew his hand.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Gu Fei's gaze happened to fall on An Qingyan. To others, his gaze appeared as calm and indifferent as ever, but to An Qingyan, it sent chills down her spine.
He could only force a greeting, managing a gentle smile, "Hello, Mr. Gu."
"Hello." Gu Fei extended his right hand to him.
An Qingyan could only politely shake his hand, feigning calm on the surface, but inwardly a huge storm was raging. Why was Gu Fei here?!
Gu Fei is the producer? And an investor in this drama?!
Why has he never said that before?
Duan Ci, watching this scene, was seething with anger. Just now, he had reached out his hand, but Gu Fei ignored him completely. Yet, in the blink of an eye, Gu Fei took the initiative to shake hands with An Qingyan. What kind of behavior was this?!
Only Assistant Yang, who was standing next to Gu Fei, knew what was going on. Sigh... Maybe this is just the kind of fun that young lovers have. He kept his eyes down and pretended not to know anything.
Wu Weiguang: "Everyone, please sit down. Mr. Gu and Assistant Yang, please sit down as well."
"Mr. Gu, I have a seat here, please sit here." Duan Ci said with a friendly smile. There was indeed a seat next to him, which he had specially reserved so that Gu Fei could sit with him.
At the same time, An Qingyan also secretly gave Gu Fei a wink, meaning that he was reminding Gu Fei to pretend that he did not know him and that he did not want to make their relationship public for the time being.
He had just told Gu Fei that he didn't know any of the investors in this show and how he could get in through the back door, but it turns out... he really did get in through the back door, just not in the literal sense.
Gu Fei received his gaze, politely but distantly declined Duan Ci's invitation, and casually walked over to An Qingyan in full view of everyone, pulled out a chair and sat down.
An Qingyan's left was Qin He, and the seat on her right, which was originally empty, was now occupied by Gu Fei.
Duan Ci: "..."
An Qingyan: "..." There were clearly several empty seats, but this person just had to sit next to him. However, seeing Duan Ci's discomfiture made him feel quite pleased.
The others also vaguely sensed something was amiss, but couldn't quite put their finger on it. Wu Weiguang coughed lightly and said, "Everyone, please sit down. Waiters, bring the food!"
Duan Ci gritted his teeth and could only sit down.
As soon as Gu Fei sat down, he smelled a faint, familiar scent emanating from the boy beside him—a cool, woody cedar fragrance, the same custom-made perfume he usually wore.
He glanced at An Qingyan without changing his expression, but his eyes held a deeper meaning. Then, he calmly looked away and responded to Wu Weiguang's words in a flat tone.
Only An Qingyan felt extremely uncomfortable. When he saw the look in the man's eyes just now, he realized what was going on and regretted his impulsive decision to use Gu Fei's perfume when he went out.
Who would have thought that the producer we'd be meeting tonight would be Gu Fei!
A short while later, several waiters brought up exquisite dishes, along with several bottles of expensive wine, both red and white.
An Qingyan hadn't eaten dinner and her stomach was empty. Once all the dishes were served, she kept her head down and ate, trying to make herself invisible and not daring to give the man next to her even a glance.
The atmosphere at the dinner table wasn't awkward. Gu Fei spoke very little, only responding briefly when others brought up topics, but he would occasionally chime in.
Most of the time, it was the diligent Assistant Yang who spoke, along with Qin He who tried hard to liven up the atmosphere. Duan Ci was also making great efforts to find topics to talk about with Gu Fei.
Duan Ci: "Master Gu, are you a very good drinker?"
Gu Fei: "It's alright."
Duan Ci: "Not bad is already very good. Unlike me, my alcohol tolerance is terrible. I get drunk and unconscious after just a little bit."
Gu Fei: "Mm."
Duan Ci: "If I get drunk and act crazy later, please don't laugh at me."
Gu Fei: "Mm."
Duan Ci: "..."
Although An Qingyan kept his head down and ate his food, he heard every word of the conversation between the two. He couldn't help but secretly smile. Duan Ci must be furious this time.
Gu Fei is really good at chatting; he completely killed the conversation.
He was secretly enjoying himself when suddenly a hand reached out from under the table and brazenly placed itself on his thigh. Even through the fabric, he could almost feel the warmth of the other person's palm.
An Qingyan paused in her chopsticks, silently shifting her gaze to the man beside her. He still wore that emotionless, aloof expression, talking to others as if nothing was wrong.
Who would have thought he would do something like this behind the scenes?!
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