After stamping the document, Lü Feng handed a copy to Bu Yizhuo: "Director Bu, this is the contract, please keep it safe."
Only when Bu Yizhuo clutched the contract tightly in his hand did his heart finally settle down.
"It's a pleasure to work with you."
When Bu Yizhuo saw Shang Yan reach out to shake his hand after saying this, he quickly grasped his hand and excitedly said, "President Shang, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you!"
Shang Yan freed his hand, glanced at a stylish and capable woman in her forties sitting next to Gao Xilin, and said to Bu Yizhuo:
"She is He Xiaoshan, our advertising director. She is a well-known advertising planner in the industry. All of Fuchuan's advertisements are produced under her supervision."
After hearing Shang Yan's introduction, Bu Yizhuo politely greeted He Xiaoshan.
Then, Shang Yan continued, "I invited you here today not only to sign the contract, but also to have you meet with Director He's team to discuss the filming of the promotional video. I plan to officially announce the launch of the F3 online during the Chinese New Year."
Even though everyone had guessed before they arrived that the meeting with the advertising department was to shoot a promotional video, they still couldn't hide their excitement when Shang Yan told them the truth.
Bu Yizhuo was no less excited than them, and he cooperated perfectly, saying, "I'll follow President Shang's arrangements."
“I was originally going to attend this discussion, but something came up and I’m afraid I’ll have to miss it. But I will continue to follow up on this project. F3 is our flagship series for 2024, and I take it very seriously. I hope you understand.”
After Shang Yan finished speaking in a serious tone, Bu Yizhuo nodded repeatedly, "We understand." His friends also nodded in agreement.
"If you have any further questions, you can contact me directly."
"good."
After Bu Yizhuo finished speaking, he saw Shang Yan stand up and followed suit. Then everyone in the room stood up in a flurry.
"You may continue."
Shang Yan waved his hand and strode out of the meeting room with his long legs encased in trousers.
Bu Yizhuo watched him leave the meeting room before sitting down. When he saw the pen that the man had left on the table and was about to chase after him with the pen, his calf suddenly cramped up.
The pain contorted his old face, and he turned to Zhou Jiashu beside him, saying, "Go and catch up with President Shang and give him the pen."
After Bu Yizhuo finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that day at the dinner table, when the atmosphere between Zhou Jiashu and Shang Yan was a bit awkward.
He was afraid that Shang Yan wouldn't like him, so he brushed past his hand and handed it to Yu Sheng: "Yu Sheng, go!" Shang Yan did like Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng was unaware of Bu Yizhuo's thoughts. She was puzzled when he told her not to let Zhou Jiashu deliver the pen but to do it herself. When she looked at Zhou Jiashu in confusion, Bu Yizhuo urged, "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and go!"
Urged on by Bu Yizhuo, Yu Sheng didn't have time to think much, took the pen, and got up to catch up with the performance.
From the moment Shang Yan stepped into the conference room, she had been on edge.
Her palms were sweaty, damp and hot, while the pure silver fountain pen was icy cold. The moment she held it in her hand, it felt as if she were enveloped by the cold aura emanating from Shang Yan.
The moment Shang Yan picked up the pen from under the table, she recognized it as the one she had given him—a little surprised, and a little delighted! She hadn't expected Shang Yan to use it.
She came out of the conference room and saw that Shang Yan had already walked some distance away. She opened her mouth to call out, but realized that it was very quiet around her, so she didn't dare to shout. She then chased after Shang Yan in her high heels.
Hearing the 'tap tap tap' of footsteps behind him, Shang Yan stopped and turned around, only to see Yu Sheng running towards him with a puzzled look on her face.
Yu Sheng ran quickly to Shang Yan, but her right foot twisted. Luckily, she reacted quickly and grabbed the wall in time to avoid falling. However, she didn't know if she had twisted or sprained her ankle, but the pain made her close her eyes and gasp for breath.
Are you alright?
When Yu Sheng heard Shang Yan's question, she opened her eyes and found that he had already walked up to her.
She endured the pain and said, "It's nothing... your pen..."
Her whole hand was trembling when she handed him the pen.
She was enduring the pain, her forehead covered in cold sweat, but Shang Yan didn't answer for a long time, he just stared at her.
Yu Sheng had no idea what he was looking at, nor did she care. She was in excruciating pain, and through gritted teeth, she murmured, "Brother, your..."
Before she could finish speaking, Shang Yan swept her up in his arms...
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