Chapter 108 Threshold, Drunk, Fairness Has Been Here. May I ask if you can come to V City...?
Just one floor away, Fu Ze was busy with social engagements at the signing ceremony.
Following Kang Yanyan's instructions, he feigned ignorance and escaped unscathed from the barrage of hints from the director and screenwriter to persuade Yuan Jianxing Zhenren to appear on screen.
Left with no other option, the director and screenwriter had to settle for second best and ask Fu Ze which of the three candidates he thought was most similar to Yuan Jianxing in temperament.
Although Fu Ze felt that no one could compare to Yuan Jianxing, considering interpersonal relationships and other external factors, he still praised the three of them from different angles in a balanced way for the director and screenwriter to refer to.
The director and screenwriter are shrewd people; how could they not understand the meaning behind Fu Ze's actions?
After clinking glasses with Fu Ze, half out of helplessness and half out of joke, they went aside to discuss the final selection.
This was exactly what Fu Ze wanted. Now free, he immediately slipped away to a corner of the banquet hall to escape the hustle and bustle.
He placed the champagne glass in his hand on the waiter's tray and leaned against the table, trying to speed up the breakdown of alcohol in his body by resting.
According to the "Guide to the Identity and Use of the Body of the Sparrow Feather" left by Koi Tail, the body's intoxication threshold is very strange.
If you drink only one type of alcohol, it is acceptable as long as you do not exceed a certain dosage, and you can even continue to function normally.
However, once a certain dosage is exceeded, they will immediately pass out drunk and will not act out.
In order to avoid the "drunk to death on the spot" ending, Fu Ze calculated that he still had more than half of his drinking quota remaining.
But when it comes to preparing for something like this, you can never do too much.
Gently massaging his temples with his fingers, Fu Ze remembered that below this comment was a special warning highlighted in bold red font, size 1—
Please resolutely prevent the mixing of drinks!
According to Koi Tail Notes, once different types of alcohol are mixed, regardless of the proportion or dosage, the body will unknowingly enter a state of intoxication while appearing sober, and then do some outrageous things that the person has no recollection of.
Fu Zeping's greatest fear was this kind of situation that was completely out of his control.
Fortunately, only champagne was used at the signing ceremony, so he didn't have to worry about such a problem.
Just as Fu Ze was pondering how to find a suitable excuse to leave first, three voices rang out simultaneously from directly in front of him—
"Sparrow Feather".
Raising his eyes slightly, Fu Ze saw three male celebrities in suits standing in front of him in a tripod formation, almost encircling him.
One of them was beaming with pride, while the other two, though also smiling, had a barely perceptible hint of forced smiles on their lips.
It's clear who will play the role of "Yuan Jianxing" in the movie.
Despite the morning's training and the series of social engagements, Fu Ze was now completely exhausted, both physically and mentally.
But considering that I will still need to use this body and identity to make a living in this industry in the future, I need to make as many friends as possible and as few enemies as possible.
So even though he was extremely unwilling, he had to pull himself together and give the three of them his signature and friendly smile: "Everyone, it's been a long time."
A very observant waiter immediately noticed the corner where a social gathering was about to take place and came over with a tray containing four glasses of champagne.
He first placed the tray in the center of the three male stars on the outer circle, letting them take their glasses, and then presented the last glass to Fu Ze.
For some reason, Fu Ze felt that the waiter looked very unfamiliar, as if this was the first time he had seen him during such a long signing ceremony.
Is it time for the shift change?
But this kind of situation doesn't usually happen at large banquets.
At the same time, he also caught a fleeting, extremely faint scent of strong liquor.
Instantly, Fu Ze raised his alert level to the maximum.
If Koi-o can summarize his own experiences of being drunk under different conditions, then it's not impossible for others to do the same.
If I were to embarrass myself in front of so many important figures in the industry, I would basically have to say goodbye to my acting career.
As I always say, you can never be too prepared!
Thinking this through, Fu Ze first took a light sniff of the drink in his glass and, finding it to be no different from the champagne he had drunk before, suddenly looked up at the waiter who was clearing out the table and asked, "This young man looks familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"
The waiter was surprised that Que Ling would actually speak to him.
He paused for a moment, then explained with a hint of excitement, "I didn't expect you to remember me. I led your horse in your last movie."
Those around who overheard this conversation couldn't help but think—it's truly touching that a star as big as Que Ling still remembers an extra who led her horse in her previous film.
In reality, Fu Ze had no recollection of this person; his words just now were merely a ploy to bluff the other party.
Getting a positive response that boosted my career prospects was a lucky accident.
The other party's reaction was reasonable.
If this person was indeed sent by someone to assassinate Que Ling, then he should immediately deny any connection between himself and Que Ling.
But just to be on the safe side...
Fu Ze's eyes flickered, and he reached out his hand, which was holding a wine glass, to one of the three male actors opposite him.
The man who had been feigning politeness with the other two saw that Que Ling had actually extended an olive branch to him first.
He was somewhat confused and flattered.
Just as their glasses were about to clink together, Fu Ze suddenly snatched the wine glass from his hand.
"I did drink a little too much today, please forgive me, all three of you." As he spoke, Fu Ze smiled and handed his wine glass to the other person, switching them. "This glass is a little too small, please forgive me."
Men are often proud creatures, especially when they realize that another man is showing weakness towards them, which makes them even more proud.
After some banter, the other three put the trivial incident behind them and began toasting Fu Ze.
The person who got the role was naturally overjoyed, especially since his character and Fu Ze's character were rivals in the play, so in the current situation, it was inevitable to have a drink to celebrate.
As for the other two, although they were somewhat disappointed to miss out on the roles, they heard that Que Ling had spoken highly of them to the director and screenwriter, so they also came over to toast Fu Ze to express their gratitude.
The four cups clattered together, creating a magnificent symphony of fame and fortune in the most concise form.
As Fu Ze raised his glass to drink, the lights from the top of the banquet hall poured down, and then, reflected by the pale golden liquid, shimmered on his eyelashes, pupils, and cheeks.
Perhaps due to the stimulation of alcohol, the corners of his eyes trembled involuntarily, and a faint redness appeared at the corners of his eyes.
He drank rather slowly, so slowly that the other three had emptied their glasses while he was still slurping.
The three people, who were exchanging pleasantries, suddenly found themselves unable to finish their sentences.
The person who won the role had a sudden, deep look in their eyes, and a hint of instinctive, burning passion crept into their smug smile.
The man next to him who had exchanged wine glasses with Fu Ze rolled his Adam's apple, and his previously feigned refined smile became somewhat stiff.
Finally, Ren became even less discreet, his gaze, tinged with a hint of assessment, sliding from Fu Ze's neck down to the depths of his slightly open collar.
The already insincere congratulations and gratitude in the air were instantly replaced by something more direct, darker, and wilder.
At any other time, Fu Ze would have already given each of the three opponents a dark circle under their eyes.
But now he was preoccupied with maintaining his posture and calm expression, and had no energy left to think about why things had turned out this way, let alone deal with those sticky and offensive stares.
Fortunately, at this time, Kang Yanyan's agents also finished their networking and resource-grabbing activities and rushed over to take their big star, who had unwittingly attracted attention, away from this place of trouble.
The moment Kang Yanyan came into contact with Que Ling, she realized something was amiss.
She immediately called over Kang Lele, who was at the Mengmengxuan buffet, and the two of them coaxed and tricked Fu Ze away from the banquet hall and led him to the lounge next door.
Upon hearing the door to the lounge close, Fu Ze's last shred of reason vanished, and he immediately collapsed onto the sofa, motionless.
After shoving Kang Lele, Kang Yanyan used her sisterly power to suppress her brother and interrogated him, asking, "How much did Que Ling drink today?"
Kang Lele, who doesn't let eating and drinking interfere with her work, counted on her fingers and recalled, "It wasn't much, more than half of the recommended safe alcohol limit."
Although Kang Yanyan thought her younger brother was a bit stubborn, he was also a stubborn person with a sense of responsibility.
Therefore, he said that if the amount of peacock feathers was not excessive, then it definitely wasn't excessive.
However, Que Ling's behavior of falling asleep immediately after getting drunk clearly fits the standard pattern of this person being "drunk".
This is strange.
Immediately afterwards, Kang Yanyan suddenly realized that Que Ling had been undergoing sports training recently, and her physical condition might be different from before, so it was reasonable for her alcohol tolerance to fluctuate.
Everything seemed to be going smoothly.
That means I just need to handle it according to the coping methods I've summarized in the past.
Even so, she still felt that something was not quite right.
"You stay here and watch over him. I'll drive the car to the nearest elevator. Let's go quickly." After giving the instructions, Kang Yanyan had just turned around when Kang Lele let out a pig-like scream.
"Sister! Sister! Sister!"
"What's wrong now! Can't you even watch someone properly..." Kang Yanyan turned around, then froze on the spot as if struck by lightning, unable to move.
Fu Ze, who had been sprawled on the sofa in the pose of Hermaphrodite, had suddenly sat up and pinned Kang Lele to the coffee table from behind with a rather standard and experienced grappling technique.
Leaning down to look at Kang Lele's face from the side, I saw that his emerald green eyes were filled with innocence and confusion.
Like some cold-blooded animal that has just transformed into human form and is ignorant of the ways of the world.
After staring at Kang Lele, who was barely breathing, for a long time, Fu Ze suddenly said softly, "Why did you change your appearance too? Are you deliberately getting back at me?"
Although he had drunk quite a bit during the social event, his breath now carried only a faint hint of fruity wood, which, combined with the fragrance emanating from the real flower ornament pinned to his chest, smelled more like the lingering scent of some kind of cologne.
Kang Lele, who always attended banquets just to eat, had never experienced such a scene before. She stood there stunned, not daring to breathe.
Dissatisfied that the person in his field of vision did not react, Fu Ze immediately reached out and grabbed behind the other person's ear—the theoretically fixed position of the virtual disguise device—wanting to tear the device off and restore the person in front of him to their original appearance.
But under the influence of alcohol, Fu Ze lost his sense of distance and his aim became off, causing him to stumble to one side.
Kang Lele, who had been at a disadvantage all along, finally found an opportunity to fight back.
To uphold his dignity as a straight man, even if it meant losing his entire year-end bonus, he would still try to remove the Sparrow Feather.
But he didn't know that inside the Sparrow Feather shell was Fu Ze, a veteran who could fight Yuan Jianxing to a standstill.
Kang Lele's actions only made things worse. Fu Ze, who had been speaking gently and acting softly, immediately became defiant after she lifted the lid.
"Here we go again, huh?" He was suddenly thrown aside, and after a quick roll to his feet, he stretched his shoulders and neck before assuming a fighting stance. "Fine, this time we'll go it on equal footing."
Just as the scene was about to turn into a full-blown brawl, Kang Yanyan finally snapped out of her shock and immediately turned back to save her silly younger brother from the predicament.
Even when drunk, Fu Ze was quite tactful when dealing with women, allowing them to pull him away.
With her older sister's help, Kang Lele immediately sprang up from the ground and positioned herself and her boss across the sofa in a "Jing Ke assassinates the King of Qin, and the King of Qin runs around the pillar" formation, refusing to get any closer to him.
Seeing this, Kang Yanyan touched her forehead, feeling utterly exhausted.
Although she knew it would come back sooner or later, she never expected it to come so early.
She sighed deeply and dialed a phone number:
"Good evening, Deputy Director. I'm so sorry to bother you. Do you have time now? Could you come to the 31st floor of the Junhao Hotel in V City to pick up Que Ling?"
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