With his hands on his hips, President Wang swaggered behind Qiao Xia, arrogantly saying, "See this? This is our Sister Qiao. If you have any questions, talk to her."
Qiao Xia tilted her head and raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Mr. Wang quickly changed his tune, clasped his hands in a fist and begged for mercy, "Please, I really can't handle this, I need you to step in."
Qiao Xia pulled up a chair and sat down. The middle-aged man opposite her was very polite, smiling throughout and showing no sign of displeasure.
Qiao Xia also adopted a negotiating stance, "Sir, we must always abide by the contract, no matter what, and the popularity of our program..."
"Well..." Mr. Wang interrupted weakly, "We didn't sign a contract."
"No contract signed?" Qiao Xia looked at him in disbelief.
Mr. Wang mumbled, "Our program was co-produced with Taozi platform. They used to provide the filming location and never charged us any money. But after the program aired, they would charge fans who came to check in for tickets, so I didn't sign a contract."
"That's right," the middle-aged man opposite him confirmed with a smile. "This dormitory site was lent to Mr. Wang, but now we have other uses for it, so it's reasonable for us to take it back, isn't it?"
Qiao Xia nodded emphatically, "That makes sense. Can I ask what it's specifically used for?"
The other party smiled and shook their head, "This is our company's trade secret and cannot be disclosed to Ms. Qiao."
“Of course.” Qiao Xia nodded through gritted teeth. “Is there another possibility? I can pay to rent it for two months, and the price is negotiable.”
“Of course.” The middle-aged man presented two contracts. “The monthly rent is one hundred million. If Miss Qiao has no problem, we can sign the contract now.”
Qiao Xia smiled and politely declined, "No need."
Mr. Wang hurriedly leaned close to Qiao Xia's ear and said, "No, Sister Qiao, we have money. We'll bury him in money."
Qiao Xia gritted her teeth and said in a breathy voice, "I may be rich, but that doesn't mean I want to be a sucker. Didn't you see they've already dug a pit for me to fall into? Whose side are you on anyway?"
Mr. Wang said anxiously, "What should we do? There are over three hundred people, including trainees, photographers, and directors. We also need to provide them with practice rooms and a canteen. Where are we going to find a place in such a short time?"
Qiao Xia rested her chin on her hand. "Does this gentleman have any recommendations?"
“Of course.” The other party took out an iPad and swiped through a few screens. The layout of the screens perfectly matched Qiao Xia’s requirements, but the location was a newly developed commercial building by the Mu Group.
Mr. Wang was very satisfied with the place, but he suppressed his joy and asked cautiously, "How much does this place cost?"
"One million in two months."
Mr. Wang leaned close to Qiao Xia's ear and said, "This price is really reasonable. With Young Master Qiao's connections, there shouldn't be any problems. Otherwise, let's move in and we can discuss any issues later."
"No way," Qiao Xia replied firmly.
After learning that the Mu family was responsible for the deaths caused by running a casino, Qiao Xia became extremely wary of them. Even though she knew that the Mu Group building in front of her was her best option, she wouldn't knowingly jump into a trap.
The person on the other end of the line maintained a smile, "Then I'll have to trouble Miss Qiao to take everyone away before midnight."
The other person glanced at their watch and said, "It's 10 a.m. now. Miss Qiao has fourteen hours left."
President Wang followed Qiao Xia out and asked, "Where are we taking all these people for the time being?"
Qiao Xia stretched her neck. "City A is so big, how can we not give them a place to stay?"
Mr. Wang was filled with regret. He thought that bringing Qiao Xia over would easily solve the problem, since she seemed so arrogant and didn't value money at all.
A hundred million a month is a huge rip-off, but at least it's not his money he's spending.
Who knew the young lady wouldn't fall for it and would even reject the only suitable place? He should have secretly agreed, and by then it would have been too late if she didn't want to move there.
Qiao Xia glanced at him. "Don't talk bad about me in your heart."
Mr. Wang quickly wiped the cold sweat from his brow and said with a forced smile, "How could that be? But Sister Qiao, things aren't that simple. If you want them to stay in separate hotels, the show can't be filmed."
"If the final cut isn't made by the deadline, the show might not be able to air on the platform."
Qiao Xia touched her chin. "That is indeed a problem."
"Yes, indeed." Seeing that her attitude had softened, President Wang quickly followed up and poured out his grievances, "Filming a variety show is not that simple. Besides accommodation, there are also canteens, practice rooms, and studios for commercial shoots..."
"I have a place now."
Half an hour later, looking at the endless expanse of yellow earth and the unfinished foundation, Mr. Wang said, "Is this a construction site? Are you really not afraid that the fans will tear you apart if we let them live here?"
"How could that be?" Qiao Xia said confidently, "The employees of our Qiao Group are very fortunate."
"Come with me." Qiao Xia pulled President Wang forward, and a row of exquisitely decorated three-story villas facing south came into view.
“The construction site needs a lot of workers, and it’s not fast enough for them to build the houses themselves, so this is a small 3D printed house that my dad had someone airlift from abroad.”
"Aside from the fact that everyone lives in a dormitory-style room, there are no other drawbacks. I just downloaded the next-day delivery service, and they can move in right after tonight. The first floor will be the practice room, the second floor will be for the photographers, and the third floor will be for the trainees. Everything you need will be there."
Mr. Wang stared at the scene before him in astonishment, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. "But the construction site is so noisy, how can they practice?"
Qiao Xia said dismissively, "Just put up some soundproofing material. Their speakers are so loud, who knows who's bothering whom."
Mr. Wang still wanted to try and change things up: "What about the cafeteria?"
Qiao Xia pointed to the entire food street in front of her, "This is the least of my worries. I'll get them hair clips later, and they definitely won't go hungry."
“No way.” Mr. Wang thought for a moment and shook his head. “I see that their business is booming. They’re idols now and have some popularity online. What if they attract obsessive fans to drug them?”
“That’s a problem too.” Qiao Xia thought for a moment. “Then let’s hire a few aunties to deliver meals to them every day. The dormitory is a bit far from the food street, so I’ll build a security booth in the middle.”
"There are over three thousand workers living here who all know each other, so there's absolutely no need to worry about their safety. If any stalkers or paparazzi manage to sneak in, they won't be allowed to leave alive!"
"Hahahaha..." Seeing the wicked smile on Qiao Xia's lips, President Wang's mouth twitched. "It's not that serious."
Are there any other questions?
Mr. Wang shook his head.
"Then what are we waiting for? Tell them to move immediately."
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