Chapter 58
There will definitely be no mistakes at this wrap-up party.
Sister Hou reminded her once early in the morning, Qiu An reminded her again, and finally even Xixi added her WeChat and asked her to wear something nice.
With the movie’s release imminent, the industry has tacitly acknowledged that Ranlong is one of the heroines of the new film, and many brands interested in cooperation have extended olive branches to her.
Although these brands are not big, there is no need to rush. Businesses always start slowly, and it is dangerous to try to become rich overnight.
With the wrap party approaching, Sister Hou identified a clothing brand with the best business prospects and the most sincere offer, and responded to the invitation to be the spokesperson.
The brand sent several sets of clothes to the hotel so that Ranlong could choose the most suitable one to attend the dinner.
Long skirts, short skirts, small suits, waist belts, leg rings and long gloves, all kinds of styles are available.
Ranlong looked around and pointed at one of the clothes and said, "I want this one with a deep V and a backless look."
The stylist compared them visually and shook her head. "It suits you, but it's a bit exaggerated. Even though there are media present, this is a wrap-up party, not a red carpet. Something more modest and elegant would be more appropriate."
Sister Hou felt irritated at the sight of the dress and quickly agreed, "That's right, that's right. It's a bit too revealing! Pick something else."
Ranlong didn't insist at first and let the stylist try on several sets of clothes, and let Sister Hou chatter about her traditional, old-fashioned and outdated aesthetic.
When they were about to choose their final round outfits, Ranlong interrupted: "I still want to wear the outfit I chose at the beginning."
All the work of the two people for half a day was wasted.
The stylist looked unhappy. She straightened her mouth, but after a moment, she held back: "Okay, the decision is yours."
Sister Hou was even more anxious than she was. Perhaps it was because her job was at stake, or perhaps it was because she was the first to have the final say and was more vocal: "No, no! If you insist on choosing this, you'll have to add a coat, a shawl, a cape, or something else."
Ranlong finally gave in and agreed to Sister Hou's suggestion, so the stylist asked the brand to send a few more matching shawls.
Finally, we chose an outfit that both Ranlong and Sister Hou were satisfied with.
The stylist looked it over and realized there was no visible opening inside. The cape seemed cumbersome, so it would be better to just wear it as a separate piece.
I couldn't understand Ranlong's train of thought. Was she planning to suddenly take off her shawl in the middle of her meal and dress up to stun the crowd?
Forget it, the stylist just walked away. Her job was done anyway, and it was Ranlong’s business how she acted.
Producer Sister Wang always likes to hold grand banquets, and this wrap-up banquet, hosted by her, is naturally no exception.
The dinner started not too late. She made a room full of staff sit around an empty table with empty stomachs. There were only some drinks and a few plates of dried fruits and cold dishes on the table.
Then, just like walking on the red carpet, the main creators were invited to the stage one by one to give speeches.
No one told Ranlong that they would give a speech?
In order to take care of the newcomer, Sister Wang handed the microphone to her first without asking anyone to give it to her first.
"Uh, uh..."
It had been a long time since she spoke with a live microphone. After just two words, she found that there was a subtle delay and difference between the voice she spoke and the sound produced by the speakers. Her mouth no longer sounded like her own, and she was not used to it.
She had no script in her head, and her mouth was speaking impromptu, almost out of her control: "I'm... very happy to be here?"
The whole place was silent. It wasn't because they didn't want to give her face, but because they were all waiting for her next words.
"Uh...excited to...join this crew?"
Maybe it’s because she talks too much trash. Even though Ranlong has been a host for a long time, it doesn’t mean that she only speaks polite words.
He has a pretty solid foundation in talking to himself.
When she was admitted to Jiying University, Jiying asked her to speak at the opening ceremony as a representative of the freshmen. She was quite eloquent at that time, but even so, it took her a whole night to write the speech.
Ranlong looked to the side as if asking for help and saw Qiu An looking at him and smiling.
Well, even she couldn't help at this time.
"Anyway, well, we finished filming successfully. Thank you very much for everyone's hard work... Everyone worked very hard. Let's enjoy our meal tonight."
Fortunately, the audience below was quite supportive and gave Ranlong warm applause.
In fact, they never ask their co-stars to be good at speaking. As long as they don't just flatter themselves or...sell things in such occasions, it's fine.
Everyone will like someone like Ranlong who knows how to care about their children.
As the host, Sister Wang reached out to take the microphone, but Ranlong subconsciously handed it to Qiu An. Sister Wang had no choice but to step back with a polite yet awkward smile.
Ranlong knew that he had not performed well and was feeling a little depressed.
Qiu An turned off the microphone, gently put his arm around her waist, and whispered in her ear, "Look up, everyone likes you very much."
Ran Long looked up when he heard this, and sure enough, he saw that everyone was smiling. It was not insincere, nor was it sarcastic or mocking, but they were truly happy.
She was puzzled. What good thing had she done?
Turning on the microphone again, Qiu An said, "Since we want to eat and drink well, let's ask the waiters to bring everyone's dinner. There are so many people on the stage, I don't know how long the speech will take."
Upon hearing this, the waiters began to serve the dishes one after another.
The audience was boiling.
In the future, when netizens ask "Which celebrities in the entertainment industry have you worked with and are praised by everyone?", they will definitely bring up Qiu An and Ran Long first.
Ranlong thought Qiu An was going to start a long speech, but she simply said:
"It's a great honor to work with everyone on and off the stage. I hope there will be more opportunities like this in the future. I'll save the rest of the formalities for next time. Director Yuan will definitely make it all perfect for us, right, Director Yuan?"
After Qiu An finished speaking, he handed the microphone directly to Yuan Chengyin.
Yuan Chengyin scratched her head and took the microphone. She was indeed quite talkative in such an occasion. Even when Qiu An called on her, she couldn't control the length of her speech.
Amidst everyone's good-natured laughter, she began her long speech.
Ranlong felt a little happy and a little unhappy.
So when everyone sat down to eat, Ranlong took out his phone and asked Sister Hou for some templates for polite speeches.
Sister Hou was busy eating and didn't have time to reply to her, so she searched online herself.
Regardless of whether the information is collected for sale or not, if I see a large enough quantity, I will buy one.
Qiu An saw what she was busy with, but didn't expose her. He put on gloves and peeled the steamed shrimps. After peeling one, he put one into the bowl.
There was an extra one in Ranlong's bowl, so she subconsciously picked one up and ate it.
It wasn't until the shrimp shells in Qiu An's bone dish piled up into a small mountain that Ran Long put down his phone and interrupted her: "Don't peel them for me, I've had enough."
Ranlong returned the toasts gloomily for a few times and asked Qiu An, "Why don't you peel some for Yuan Chengyin?"
Qiu An smiled and shook his head: "Why should I help her peel it?"
Ranlong saw Yuan Chengyin toasting and speaking everywhere, so busy that he didn't even have time to sit on the stool or touch his chopsticks, and he suddenly realized something.
After a while, Qiu An saw Ranlong take off a pair of disposable gloves and put two more shrimps into the bowl.
"Haven't you eaten enough?"
Ranlong didn't say anything. He silently peeled the shrimps in the bowl and put them into Qiu An's bowl.
"I peeled it for you."
Fresh shrimp meat is very sweet. In order to preserve its original flavor, Qiu An ate it without vinegar.
Coming from a mountain village where people had to rob for food, Qiu An learned many of the formalities that "civilized people" love, but he just couldn't learn to eat slowly.
The nutritionist talked to her for a long time but she still didn't learn how to do it. However, the two shrimps peeled by Ranlong taught her how to do it.
During the after-dinner social session, they should have separated and greeted people or accepted interviews from a few media outlets, but Ranlong kept following Qiu An.
Qiu An naturally would not drive her away. He took her in to chat and be interviewed together.
Even when he was about to leave, Ranlong pushed aside Xixi who wanted to get on the car and sat on it himself.
"Then I..."
"Why don't you take a car with Sister Hou? You have such a good relationship with her."
Look how thoughtful she is, she has even arranged everything for Xixi to go.
The dyed shawl was taken off in the car.
This time she learned her lesson and used grape juice when toasting. The crew was young and they wanted everyone to drink grape juice, so naturally no one tried to persuade her.
I didn't drink too much, so the bumpy ride wasn't painful.
She can do whatever she wants.
She quietly untied the pins that secured the shawl, pretending that the shawl was naturally drooping due to gravity, inadvertently revealing the cleavage on her chest and her smooth shoulders and neck.
The people around her were indeed attracted by her.
This is the trick Qiu An used.
She later reviewed the situation for a while and easily discovered that Qiu An was wearing a bathrobe and wandering around in front of her every day, just to seduce her.
Seeing that the shawl had almost fallen, Ranlong calmly took it off and folded it on his knees. Then he looked away, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window, but in fact he was secretly watching Qiu An's movements through the reflection of the glass.
The lights in the car were not on, and Qiu An was not looking at his phone, so the figure in the window was not very clear.
Before Ranlong could understand what was going on, a loud and angry curse suddenly exploded from the front of the car:
"Don't freeze in my car!"
?
How could such a vicious curse exist in this world? She had been cyberbullied and surfed the Internet for years, but she had never experienced such brutal verbal abuse!
Ranlong was stunned, and it took her a long time to realize that it was Qiu An's driver who was blaming her.
?
The driver who came with Qiu An this time was an aunt with curly hair.
Ranlong heard Qiu An tell the story of this aunt.
The aunt claimed she was a local driving legend in her youth, but after following her daughter to Beiji, she'd been sitting around picking at her toes. She was naturally fiery-minded, and when her daughter mentioned her favorite idol was hiring drivers, she drove to Qiu An's studio before even finishing her meal, gnawing at her with a piece of dental floss in her mouth. "Are you still hiring, little sister?"
Qiu An couldn't find any reason to refuse her.
The aunt's daughter was the same age as Ranlong. She was furious when she saw Ranlong sitting in an air-conditioned car with his bare chest and a ")(" exposed.
The air conditioner was used to cool the aunt's heart blood, but it obviously had little effect.
"Don't even mention the many hardships you'll have to endure when you get old. You're so skinny and yet you're still courting death. I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to get sick. You'll have to wash your face clean first!"
“…”
I couldn't quite understand what they were saying, but it seemed like every word they said didn't want her to live.
Qiu An covered her mouth and laughed secretly, and did not speak for Ran Long.
This auntie also has a bad temper. She would rather say some unlucky things to her than turn down the air conditioner.
He is probably the kind of person who would rather suffer for his children than for himself.
Ranlong couldn't understand where Qiu An had attracted all these strange people.
Ranlong glanced in the rearview mirror, trying to fight for the freedom to take off his clothes, but was glared back by his aunt.
Really, the aunt’s pressure was so strong that Ranlong had no choice but to put on the shawl again silently.
Fine then, if I failed to seduce her in the car, no one will bother her to take off her clothes when we get back to the hotel.
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