Chapter 409 Extra - You Absolutely Must Skip!
Mr. Mou tried to stand up so he could put his arm around Ye Qingning's shoulder, but Ye Qingning held his shoulder down firmly: "I'm here to toast you, how can I let you drink standing up? Are you looking down on me?"
A glint of light flashed in President Mou's eyes: "Alright, then I'll sit down and drink."
He was still drinking beer, and Ye Qingning was still drinking baijiu. After they cleanly clinked glasses and downed their drinks, Ye Qingning didn't give him a chance to catch his breath. She took the baijiu bottle in her hand and poured him a full glass of baijiu.
"Mr. Mou, let me toast you again." Ye Qingning smiled slightly, "I'll drink it all, please feel free to drink as you like."
She tilted her head back, and a glass of baijiu slid down her throat, the burning sensation intensifying.
Seeing her attitude, President Mou also downed a glass in one swift motion.
Then Ye Qingning used the same tactic, filling his glass to the brim: "This third glass is to wish you evergreen status in the film and television industry. I'll drink it all, you can drink as you please."
This was considered a very high-class blessing. With so many eyes watching, and the young girl downing her drinks one after another, he couldn't very well refuse, so he also downed a glass of baijiu.
After drinking three glasses of baijiu so quickly, plus the one she had before, Ye Qingning felt dizzy and hurriedly carried the bottle back to her seat.
Then Mr. Mou grabbed my arm again: "Hey, you've just had a good time drinking, why do you want to go back? I saw you danced a pretty good dance in the bell, why don't you dance for us while you're still light on your feet? That way you won't have to perform the skateboarding act."
Ye Qingning turned to look at him.
It seems I underestimated Mr. Mou's drinking capacity.
He mixed beer and liquor, downed three glasses in a row, and still didn't pass out on the table.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she subtly pulled her arm away: "I still have some liquor left in this bottle, how about I offer you another toast?"
Seemingly sensing his intention, President Mou smiled and said, "No need to rush the drinks, let's have a dance first. Everyone likes to watch, right?"
A few people chuckled in agreement.
Ye Qingning certainly wouldn't dance for him; her gaze gradually turned cold, but the smile on her lips remained.
Yuan Qi frowned slightly, stood up and came over with a wine glass to defuse the situation: "President Mou, there's plenty of time for these leisurely pursuits. I haven't even toasted you on behalf of the production team yet."
"Yuan Qi," President Mou laughed, "protecting your own? Don't you want to see? You're such a hypocrite! Haha."
As soon as he finished speaking, unrestrained laughter erupted from the private room.
Mr. Mou stared at Ye Qingning with lecherous eyes: "Just jump if I tell you to. If you jump to our satisfaction, I can guarantee the screening schedule!"
Yuan Qi, still smiling, stood between President Mou and Ye Qingning: "President Mou, let's skip the dancing on an occasion like today. If you want to see it, come to our roadshow; there will be performances there."
"What's wrong?" Mr. Mu's eyes gleamed with amusement. "Not jumping?"
Yuan Qi gave the investors and producers a meaningful look. This situation absolutely could not be allowed to continue, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain it to Lin Feiyan!
As for film scheduling, he believes that business interests come first!
If "Flying Time" becomes popular enough, cinemas won't give up this lucrative business.
Upon receiving Yuan Qi's gaze, the main creators all stood up: "President Mou, on behalf of [Flying Time], let's raise a glass to you. As for the dancing, we can definitely come to the roadshow to watch it; it'll be much more exciting, won't it?"
Mr. Mou's eyes narrowed: "What? You don't want the screenings anymore? Ha!"
He sneered, raising his voice a few decibels: "She has to jump today, whether she wants to or not, or you can forget about getting any screenings!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the private room was pushed open, and Lin Feiyan, exuding an icy aura, stepped in.
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