"Why are you so persistent in selling these heavy things that you keep hauling around, even though they’re not selling?"
A coquettish, lively male voice sounded from inside the car, which had just returned home. The butler had informed him that Zhou Guorui had left early in the morning to sell stones.
It’s not just that he’s selling stones, but he’s buying more when he can’t sell them. Carrying dozens of kilos of goods every single day, only going out but not selling anything, he feels disgusted for him.
Hearing that, Zhou Guorui wasn’t receptive. Perhaps because he had overeaten melon seeds recently, he gruffly huffed, "What do you know? This is about sentiment."
"And who says they’re not selling? I sold quite a few today. Six, I sold six at one go."
"I didn’t want to sell before, otherwise, I would have sold them all a long time ago."
Zhou Guorui voiced from his seat in the back.
The man next to him was taken aback and asked in a surprised tone, "You actually managed to sell them? Who’s the unfortunate buyer?"
Tsk.
Zhou Guorui clicked his tongue in annoyance, glaring at the man, "You’re supposed to respect your elders, isn’t it? Hmph, I won’t tell you."
"By the way, where are you going dressed like this? You look much more decent than your usual sloppy attire."
After speaking for a while, Zhou Guorui noticed the man’s outfit for the day. Obviously, a lot of effort went into his appearance; he was neatly dressed, with a simple hairstyle, radiating a faint pleasant fragrance when sniffed.
Today he seems pretty presentable.
At the sound, the man sitting in the back quietly twirled a few strands of his hair, his eyes were calm, and his tone was gentle.
"Well, it’s okay. I’m going to a dance party."
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Meanwhile.
The director Li, who returned with Yu Ting, quickly got back to Huyue Entertainment and started helping the company’s employees prepare for the night’s dance party and its related matters, including putting up decorations on site.
The invitations and the like were sent out early, inviting all the trainees from the program, some investors, and some well-known individuals from Nanshan City.
Many people were invited, and the decoration of the dance party venue was grand.
Huyue Entertainment took this dance party very seriously.
The staff were bustling all over the place, and the dressing rooms for the program’s teams were abuzz with activity - forty male trainees were either trying on or changing their clothes, or having their make-up done.
Everyone had high hopes for the grand scale of tonight’s party. They hoped to gain more exposure or approval from the executives of Huyue Entertainment.
So did Wei Qinghe.
At the moment, he has put on his most expensive white suit. His collar and cuffs were buttoned neatly, even his tie was perfect. His hair, freshly washed and dried, looked slightly yellow under the bright lights due to poor nourishment, making him look even more noble.
He stood patiently as the makeup artist clipped his hair up with bunny clips and started applying makeup to his face.
Wei Qinghe looked at his increasingly handsome reflection in the mirror, thinking about the dance party tonight.
He was somewhat looking forward to seeing what Yu Ting would look like tonight.
As he thought about it, his thoughts started to wander, and his eyes looking at the mirror gradually lost focus.
The makeup artist continued to fuss over his face.
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Night time has come.
One after another, luxury cars parked outside Huyue Entertainment. Young and talented people descended from the cars, looking neat and tidy, well-dressed, well-spoken.
The dance party started promptly at 19:00.
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