Chapter 1 - Supermodel Agent
Chapter 1 - Supermodel Agent
"What, he didn't go to rehearsal again?!"
The man did a sit-up on his back and asked the person on the other end of the phone as he got off the bed, "What's going on this time? When I told him about the itinerary, didn't he agree to everything?"
The tone on the other end of the phone was anxious, so the man clamped the phone between his shoulders and put on one side of his shirt first: "...Did the man surnamed Gu take him away again? Then take the car to pick him up, I'll call him now... Huh? The plane has already taken off? Tsk!"
The man clamped the phone on the other side and quickly put on his shirt, covering his conspicuous waist and blocking the hot gaze from behind.
"I understand. I'll go to the rehearsal right away. You take the others to the studio and wait for me to come back. I want to know how the whole thing happened." The man said this quickly and coldly, then hung up the phone, threw the phone on the bedside table, and quickly buttoned up.
Then he noticed that two buttons of his shirt were torn.
Tsk.
The man turned around, looked at the "culprit", and said coldly: "You tore my shirt."
"I'll compensate you." The man on the bed was straightforward. He leaned his head and stared at the other person's slender fingers that were buttoning the buttons flexibly, his eyes were somewhat dangerous: "You don't want to leave, do you? At this time?"
"...I'm sorry, it's urgent." The man, knowing he was in the wrong, adjusted his tone, knelt on one knee beside the bed, leaned over and kissed the hot and resentful big man, "I'm also very angry, but there's really nothing I can do... well."
He was pulled down and forced to deepen the kiss.
But he still quickly stepped back and grabbed and pulled away the other person's hand that was about to reach the dangerous area.
"I told you, not now." He looked thin and tall, but his grip was surprisingly strong. "I don't want to make things too ugly."
The big man stared at him with dark eyes: "I don't even know your name yet."
"Ha, it sounds like we won't be able to explain ourselves if we're caught in a crackdown on prostitution." The man stood up again, picked up his coat from the floor, and pulled out a business card from his inner pocket and handed it over. "Here, now I know."
The big guy looked at the design-rich business card and read, "Ning Fei, agent of Chenxi Studio..."
"Yes." Ning Fei quickly put on her pants and coat, rake her hair in front of the mirror, and finally turned around and blew a kiss to the man, "See you again if we're lucky."
After saying that, he turned and walked away, so decisively that the big guy, who was about to introduce himself, choked.
——Tsk, you should know who I am, otherwise why would you just climb into my bed?
***
Ning Fei came out of the hotel and rushed to the show venue in a hurry, and then was scolded by the show director.
This rehearsal is already determining the positioning, lighting, music coordination, camera lenses, etc. It is very critical. Missing the rehearsal is equivalent to giving up this job. Ning Fei no longer expected to keep this job, so he could only talk the show director into calming down, and ask the designers and brands not to blacklist his people.
After ignoring Ning Fei for two hours, the designer finally spoke in a sarcastic tone, "In fact, Su Cenxi's sponsor, oh no, he said his 'boyfriend' Gu Hechen, gave gifts to all the key figures in this show, and all of them were very valuable. And Mr. Gu's net worth is there, the brand dare not do anything to his boyfriend, so there is no need for you to be so servile and pretend."
"Mr. Gu is Mr. Gu, and Su Cenxi is Su Cenxi." Ning Fei was almost amused by Gu Hechen's domineering style. "No one will do anything to Su Cenxi. But when casting, everyone can deliberately not mention his name."
The designer glanced at him and said, "Su Cenxi has a good figure, a good face, and a decent brain, but she is not very ambitious. Someone who only wants to be a canary at home cannot win in this kind of fight between birds of prey."
Ning Fei said: "He has potential."
"He's not the only one with potential. Look at the twelve people in this competition. Who doesn't have potential? The one who replaced him has potential, too." The designer said, "With your ability, if you go to a big company and have someone else to manage you, you can be an icon on the MDC supermodel list and have your own gold medal agent in no time."
It wasn't the first time Ning Fei heard such words, but he refused more bluntly as usual: "I'll just go all in on him."
"Heh, if you were ten years younger, you would probably be better than him..." The designer's eyes moved around Ning Fei and then landed on his collar which was a little too open. "Is this your 'fashion'?"
"..." Ning Fei tugged at his collar to cover the burning marks.
——Tsk, if the button hadn’t been pulled off…
***
Ning Fei finally arrived at the studio with a pin on his chest.
It was already past midnight, and six people came into the studio, creating a tense atmosphere. While Ning Fei kept calling Su Cenxi, he asked six assistants to sit in a row in front of him and explain the whole process of "Gu Hechen taking Su Cenxi away."
"So, Gu Hechen just used the excuse of taking him out for dinner to take him away?"
Ning Fei leaned back in his chair and sneered, "Did I say that you can just give him a fat-reducing meal tonight and bring him directly to rehearsal when the time comes?"
The assistant looked a little aggrieved: "Well, Mr. Gu said at the time that he would bring Xixi back before nine o'clock..."
"You believe what he says?" There was still no answer on the other end of the phone. Ning Fei pressed the dial button and knocked on the table with his backhand. "Gu Hechen also said that he would let Su Cenxi work and support him to become a top model. What happened? He took her away after having a meal, sleeping, and traveling. This is not the frequency of 'three times the limit', right? Haven't you learned your lesson yet?"
The assistant felt even more aggrieved: "But Mr. Gu wants to take Xixi away. His bodyguards and assistants are all tall and strong, so there is nothing we can do. I wanted to pick up Xixi if she didn't come back by 9 o'clock, but the phone was not connected at 8:30. I made a lot of calls, and finally Mr. Gu's secretary said that the private plane took off at 7:30..."
"Then why didn't you tell me when he took Su Cenxi away? Why didn't you tell me when the call couldn't be reached? What time did you call the secretary?" Ning Fei didn't fall for the pitiful trick and sneered, "It was already half past ten when you called me, and we started rehearsing at eleven! Other models have their models in place since the stage was laid out; in ours, we didn't arrive until half past eleven and the agent got scolded. Ha, do you think this is reasonable?"
The assistant said subconsciously: "The secretary said that Mr. Gu sent gifts to the designers to apologize. It doesn't matter..."
"Are you Gu Hechen's assistant or Su Cenxi's assistant? Su Cenxi was absent from work, and you helped to excuse the culprit?" Ning Fei interrupted him, swept his eyes around everyone, and said coldly, "I know that some of you were sent by Gu Hechen, and some were bribed by him later. Anyway, Su Cenxi is now a very popular artist, so why not follow him to get some small favors, right? Gu Hechen's secretary used this set of words to coerce and bribe, and I have memorized them all."
No one else present dared to respond.
"I'll say it one last time. My goal with Su Cenxi is to get her on the top 10 of the MDC model rankings, not to appear on so-called popular variety shows!"
Ning Fei stared at everyone, and the invisible pressure pressed on their backs: "If you turn your elbow outward again, you will just pack up and leave! Whoever lures you away with small favors, you should go with him. A studio that aims to be the TOP does not need people who can't even keep their skin tight."
In this suffocating air, Ning Fei's cell phone suddenly rang.
Ning Fei glanced at the screen: "Huh, you finally dare to return my call?" He picked up the phone and waved his other hand, "Go away."
The assistants hurriedly grabbed their bags and phones and walked out, as if they were afraid that he would regret it. After they all left the studio and confirmed that Ning Fei could no longer hear their voices, the assistants who had been severely reprimanded breathed a sigh of relief and complained in a low voice: "Why did Xixi insist on having him as her agent..."
***
On the other side, Ning Fei leaned back in his chair and answered the phone, sneering: "You finally know how to call back?"
"Ning Fei, are you trying to scare Cen Xi into having mental problems?" The male voice on the other side was deep and magnetic, but the point was that the anger was obvious. "Cen Xi has only been gone for less than half a day, and you have made so many calls. Are you a manager or a stalker or a control freak?"
"Gu Hechen, if you have the guts to block my number, then don't talk to me through Su Cenxi's phone." Ning Fei was not intimidated by the man's aura when he heard that the person on the other end was a man who was affecting his career. Instead, his tone became even colder and harsher. "Let Su Cenxi answer the phone. Ask him yourself if he wants me to talk to you about the 'real consequences'."
Ning Fei emphasized the last four words. Gu Hechen heard the threat in them and became even angrier: "What do you mean by 'real consequences'? Just tell me directly, there's no need to threaten me..."
He trailed off before he finished speaking, apparently distracted by the person next to him. Ning Fei leaned back in his chair, tapping the armrest with his fingers for more than twenty times, and finally a voice came from the other side of the phone: "...Hello? It's me."
"Su Cenxi." Ning Fei lowered his eyes slightly, "I want to tell you something 'true'. I advise you not to let Gu Hechen hear it."
His tone was not as cold and harsh anymore, but this calmness made Su Cenxi even more nervous. After a few seconds, Su Cenxi replied: "I'm on the balcony, he can't hear me."
"Oh, a balcony. I guess it's a great view room at some tourist attraction?" Ning Fei raised his eyes and said leisurely, "You're not going to the job you agreed to do. Do you want to die again?"
"I didn't!" Su Cenxi retorted, with a tone of grievance, "It's just this one show I'm not going to, not the next fashion week. I will definitely go to the fashion week. Achen has already compensated me with gifts, so it won't affect anything."
"Didn't I tell you? This is the first show for the designer after he signed with this brand. Brand executives will come, and V magazine's editor-in-chief Theresa will also come. Theresa is one of the casting directors of Fashion Week, and this show is one of her Fashion Week preview activities!" Ning Fei said coldly, "If word gets out that you're being a big shot and breaking an appointment at the last minute, will the casting director still remember your name? Will a brand still want to work with a model who goes back on her word?
“If your MDC ranking declines, do you still want to survive?
"Have you forgotten that you are a reborn spirit?"
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