Chapter 7 How about I ask you to be my exclusive model?
The person in charge didn't come quickly.
When he received the call from Xin Xing's agent, he was still accompanying Zhou Sijin on the inspection.
The big boss finally came here, and no one would not want to take this opportunity to show off, even if he is just a small supervisor.
Because of this, he was suddenly called over by Xin Xing's agent, and there was obvious displeasure on his face.
"Why are you calling suddenly?"
The agent didn't explain the situation directly, but only whispered tentatively, "Cousin, are you sure that AL's brand spokesperson this time is our Xin Xing, right?"
The supervisor who was called cousin looked impatient: "Isn't it already written in the contract I handed to you?"
The agent did not show any displeasure at his attitude, and even seemed to be obviously relieved after the other party finished speaking.
"That's good."
"What happened?" The supervisor was no fool to have reached his current position, and he immediately sensed something wrong from his question.
The agent turned his attention to Finn, who was matching clothes for Chen Wei, and said:
"Do you know the background of that designer?"
The supervisor frowned. "I heard he came back from abroad. I don't know his background, but I know he got the position of chief designer on his first day."
He smiled maliciously: "Maybe he got to the top through nepotism."
After the conversation ended, the two looked at each other, and each saw the slightly dirty smile on their own faces in each other's eyes.
The agent sneered, "Just like that, he thinks he can take away the spokesperson position that's so easily within our reach?"
"What do you mean?" the supervisor asked.
The agent then told his cousin, the supervisor, everything that had just happened in the studio, adding a lot of exaggeration.
I thought my cousin would express his displeasure after hearing the news, but I saw him frowning in displeasure.
"You guys are so bad at choosing the right time. Why did you choose to have this happen when the big boss is coming to inspect the company?"
"Big boss?" The agent suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
Somehow, I thought of what the assistant had just said, that the company's top executives wanted to meet Chen Wei.
It can’t be such a coincidence, right?
But he quickly denied his guess.
If there really is someone behind Chen Wei, how could he have remained at the 38th-tier level in the entertainment industry for so many years?
But he still couldn't understand why the AL executives specifically asked to see Chen Wei?
If you want to meet someone, it should be their Xin Xing!
Suddenly, an idea flashed in the agent's mind.
Could it be that the assistant misunderstood the meaning and found the wrong person?
He then asked, "Cousin, do you know where Chen Wei came from?"
The supervisor who was asked looked at him in confusion:
"You people in the entertainment industry are asking me this? How would I know?"
Hearing this, the agent breathed a sigh of relief again. Since his cousin didn't know the reason why Chen Wei appeared here, didn't that just prove that there was no one behind Chen Wei?
Maybe the assistant really found the wrong person.
The agent got curious and started asking, "Cousin, who is this big boss you're talking about?"
"Of course it's Zhou..." The supervisor, realizing he had let something slip, suddenly looked at his cousin warily.
"Why are you asking so many questions? Are you thinking...?"
This wasn't the first time the two of them had done this. They could understand each other's meaning with just a glance.
Glancing at Xin Xing behind him, the supervisor smiled wickedly: "Well, you..., you dare to climb into anyone's bed?"
It’s not enough for him to climb into the bed of the company vice president, now he wants to climb into Zhou Sijin’s bed.
The supervisor rolled his eyes, calculating the benefits that Xin Xing would bring to himself after climbing into the big boss's bed.
The agent very sensibly took out a card from his card bag and put it in his hand.
"Cousin, please help me."
Fearing that he might not buy it, the agent immediately offered some inducement:
"Once our Xin Xing climbs into the big boss's bed, will she still be able to avoid your benefits, cousin?"
"Okay." The supervisor put away the card and said, "Then I'll think of a way."
The supervisor left and the agent returned to Xin Xing.
Xin Xing looked anxious: "Brother Yu, what did that person say? Does he really want me to be Chen Wei's foil?"
The agent, who was called Brother Yu, patted his shoulder and comforted him:
"Don't worry, I've already made the arrangements. By then, not to mention becoming a brand spokesperson, even becoming a global spokesperson shouldn't be a problem."
Xin Xing couldn't believe it: "Really?"
Yu Shan nodded and leaned close to Xin Xing's ear to tell him his plan one by one.
Xin Xing's eyes lit up when he heard the plan, and he said excitedly:
"Brother Yu, can this really be accomplished?"
Yu Shan was full of confidence: "It's almost right."
Chen Wei was completely unaware of their plan.
Since he agreed to Finn's request, Finn dragged him to try on several sets of clothes and take several sets of photos.
Finn was extremely satisfied with the results of each shot.
He held onto Chen Wei as if he had discovered some treasure, and refused to let go for a long time.
Judging from his appearance, it seemed as if he had completely forgotten Xin Xing's existence.
He chattered excitedly: "Chen Wei, how about I invite you to be my exclusive model?"
Chen Wei was shocked.
Finn said: "Don't worry, your efforts will not be in vain."
He patted his chest and promised with a solemn expression, "From now on, I will buy you all the clothes you need for red carpet appearances and events."
Chen Wei looked at Finn in front of him and asked without any context, "Are you Chinese or foreign?"
"Huh?" Finn was confused. "What does this have to do with you being my exclusive model?"
Is Chen Wei still xenophobic?
Chen Wei shook his head.
As an artist, he has more things to consider than Finn.
He endorses AL and as AL's brand ambassador, there is certainly no problem for him to wear AL's clothes when attending events.
But if the day ever comes in the future when he has to leave Zhou Sijin, he will definitely cut off all ties with Zhou Sijin.
This also includes AL's endorsement.
By then, it would not be appropriate for him to wear clothes made by AL designer.
If Finn was a foreigner, he would not be restricted by Zhou Sijin.
At that time, he could easily poach Finn from Zhou Sijin and make him his exclusive designer.
But he couldn't tell Finn these words now, so he just made an excuse:
"I'm just a little curious. You look a bit like a mixed-race."
Although Finn has Chinese appearance, his deep brow bones and high nose bridge cannot deceive people.
After hearing this, Finn laughed and explained to him:
"I'm Chinese! But my mom is mixed-race! So I inherited some of her genes."
As if afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Finn took out his ID card from somewhere and handed it to him:
"Are you relieved now? I'm really Chinese!"
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