"Thanks!"
Fan Qi and Feng Xueming walked side by side. Feng Xueming asked her, "Ms. Fan, do you want to invest?"
Fan Qi shook his head helplessly: "I had a few banknotes in my hand, and because I didn't understand and asked a few questions, everyone knew about it."
"Isn't it normal to want to invest? The Liao Yazhe you met the night before yesterday, his family is engaged in securities investment. If you are really interested, I have plans tonight. I will ask him out tomorrow night to have dinner with you."
You are too enthusiastic! Fan Qi shook his head: "No need to bother. After the gossip came out yesterday, someone contacted a stockbroker for me and arranged to come over this afternoon."
"Oh, if you need my help, just let me know."
"OK."
Last time, Fan Qi just thought that he really needed a spokesperson, but now she doesn’t think so. She feels that being too attentive to him may be for other purposes.
In my previous life, I worked in an investment bank for three years as an industry researcher. The financial circle is as chaotic as the entertainment circle. If you are a little bit good-looking, there are always stupid men who think that you must sell your body after selling your art. They make explicit and implicit suggestions, and make physical advances towards you. It is really disgusting. Later, I decided to trade stocks full-time, and this is one of the reasons why.
In the original owner's memory, Feng Xueming was very special among the rich second generation in Hong Kong City. He was the grandson trained as the heir by the wealthy Liu Xiangnian, and was considered the crown prince of the Tianhe Group. This shopping mall was an asset of the Tianhe Group.
This Mr. Feng has been involved in scandals with several popular female stars. Could he be taking this opportunity to flirt with her? It seems I have to be more careful about today's advertising collaboration.
"Mr. Feng." Someone called Feng Xueming.
Seeing that her agent was already at the door, Fan Qi turned around and gestured to Feng Xueming, indicating that she was at the door. Feng Xueming nodded slightly and continued talking to the visitor.
When the agent saw Fan Qi, he looked at his watch and said, "Do you have a sense of time? It's already 10:23."
"Didn't you make an appointment for half past ten?" Fan Qi asked him.
"Others can do it at half past ten, but can you take a look at yourself in the mirror? Take a look at your hairstyle, your makeup, and what else you are wearing?"
As far as I can remember, the original owner came to Hong Kong from Shanghai. Ever since she was assigned this agent, the agent has been emphasizing to the original owner that Hong Kong is very fashionable and open, while the mainland is very old-fashioned and conservative, and that the original owner's aesthetic taste must be changed.
The original owner's dressing and makeup styles were developed under the guidance of this agent. It cannot be said that he was wrong. After all, his advice is indeed the current trend in Hong Kong, and the Hong Kong style of the 1980s is very charming.
With this kind of attitude, and considering that the original owner was just a young girl in her twenties, it’s hard to say that she wasn’t being PUAed.
Fan Qi looked at him coldly: "I finally understand why you pushed other people but they refused. Do you have a brain? You just follow the trend. When you see big waves on the street, you want me to have big waves. When you see thick eye makeup, you want me to have thick eye makeup too. But you don't understand this brand. The direction of this brand is to be true to yourself, simple, and live a comfortable life."
"You're right. What we want is Miss Fan Qi's current style." Feng Xueming stood behind Fan Qi.
The agent looked at the two of them with an understanding expression on his face. He extended his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Feng! I'm Cai Jiadong, Miss Fan Qi's agent."
Feng Xueming didn't say anything. His agent looked embarrassed and put down his hand awkwardly.
"Ms. Fan, let's go upstairs and talk in detail." Feng Xueming said.
"OK." Fan Qi nodded, "Mr. Feng, please."
Chapter 8
◎First visit to the exchange◎
In the elevator hall, Feng Xueming waited for the elevator door to open and stood at the door waiting for Fan Qi to go in. When his agent saw this, he curled his lips.
WO's office occupies the entire eighth floor of the building. The office staff are busy and the phone is ringing one after another.
A man in his thirties came over and said, "Boss."
"This is Miss Fan and her agent," Feng Xueming introduced.
"Manager Zhang, I'm Ms. Fan Qi's agent, Cai Jiadong. Let's talk on the phone." The agent extended his hand.
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