But why didn't he answer the phone?
Never mind, if you can’t get through, just keep calling!
"Beep, beep."
The long beeping sound continued, and finally, just when Wei Shaoyan was worried that something might have happened to Qin Sheng, the person on the other end of the phone finally picked up!
"Hello? Who's there?"
The voice sounded a little tired and weak.
Wei Shaoyan was extremely excited. "Hey, Qin Sheng, you bastard, you didn't even tell me where you were going. Are we still good friends?"
Qin Sheng was wondering what was going on. After all this time, this is it?
"Hurry up and tell me, I'm so sleepy, hurry up..."
"Your fever hasn't subsided yet?" Wei Shaoyan suddenly seemed to remember something and asked with a smile, "Your fever hasn't really reached 45 degrees yet, has it?"
In fact, this matter was not something Wei Shaoyan was shooting in the dark, but the result of some stupid media's crazy exaggeration.
According to them, Qin Sheng caught a fever on the first day he arrived in Sichuan Province due to the unsuitable climate, but he managed to hold on with his strong willpower. Then, with a high fever of over 40 degrees, he wrote furiously and created the cheering song "Tomorrow Will Be Better" that warmed the world.
Anyway, Wei Shaoyan didn't believe the news when he saw it. He felt that Qin Sheng looked like a flag-carrying person in Peking Opera, with his back full of flags.
Now looking at Qin Sheng, although he is listless, he is not that exaggeratedly sick.
It's outrageous!
The phone was ringing a little loudly. Xiao Yuqin pouted her lips cutely and tried to turn over, but Qin Sheng refused. He immediately pulled her into his arms again and whispered into the phone,
"Hurry up, is there anything wrong? If not, I'll hang up!"
"What are you doing? I can't talk to you anymore?" Wei Shaoyan said indignantly, "Oh, I see. Are you sleeping with a woman in your arms?"
"Come on, stop talking nonsense."
"I know, that's for sure!"
As someone who had been through this, Wei Shaoyan clearly understood Qin Sheng's position, but since he had something important to do, he stopped making a fuss and said seriously,
"Yan Yan just called me and said she wants to stay there for a while. Some official leaders asked her to stay and help out. She wanted to tell you, but you didn't answer the phone, so I agreed on your behalf, okay?"
Oh, so that's how it is...
Qin Sheng thought about it and decided that this was a good idea. There was really no need to refuse, so he agreed without hesitation. "Well, this is a good decision. You did the right thing."
"I think so too." Wei Shaoyan nodded solemnly.
"Anything else?"
"Yes, I have."
"Then tell me."
"The Directors Guild is holding a charity fundraiser and has invited you to participate. They've also announced that you'll be the first to donate, as the top-ranked TV drama director. It's up to you to decide how much to donate..."
Oh my god...
Qin Sheng was screwed at that time. It was not that he was unwilling to donate money. After all, if he was really a selfish person, he would not have run to the disaster area.
What annoyed him was that this rubbish Directors Guild had supported Zhang Jizhong and never called him during their previous activities. Instead, they openly supported Zhang Jizhong and ridiculed him. But this time when they wanted to donate, they deliberately praised him. Damn it, could these idiots be here just to make him bleed heavily so that the idiots in the guild could reap the benefits?
In fact, in the past, many celebrities and associations used the same tactics when making charitable donations, relying on their own social influence to make a lot of money, and then finding a few fund companies to cut off the funds.
Qin Sheng scoffed at this behavior at the time, but because the moral standards in the circle were not right, he could only ensure that he would not follow the trend.
So you can't blame him for thinking too much. After all, it is a fact that where people gather, there will be shadows. He doesn't want to be stupid and act like a fool. What's more, if I want to donate, why don't I find an official or set up a fund myself? Why must I give it to your Directors Guild?
With his thoughts clear, Qin Sheng made a decision in no time.
"Tell them I'm not going. They can do whatever they want. I won't accompany them."
“Ah… this…”
Wei Shaoyan paused. He knew that Qin Sheng was stubborn, but he didn't expect Qin Sheng to be so stubborn.
After all, it's a nationwide guild organization. It doesn't feel good to be so blatantly going against it...
"Alright, that's it. Just tell them I'm not going. You can use any excuse, say we're too poor to be the first, or that I have no signal and can't be reached. Just postpone it."
"What if the president of the Directors Guild comes?" Wei Shaoyan replied worriedly.
"Come?" Qin Sheng couldn't help laughing. "Then ask him why he didn't think of me before, but why he thinks of me now?"
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