Chapter 49 This room is full of people with connections, Mr. Wen, let's raise a glass to you. ...
When Zhu Qingzhi entered the private room, almost all the main actors and their respective agents had arrived.
However, Director Zheng and the others hadn't arrived yet. She had just breathed a sigh of relief when someone shoved her from behind, right where Wen Qi had touched her earlier.
Damn it! She's really going to get angry! But as a popular young actress, Zhu Qingzhi held back and cursed him in her mind in ten different languages.
"Excuse me." Shen Rou squeezed past her with a cold face, as if she were blocking not the road, but the highest podium.
Shen Rou's agent, Susan, followed behind, bowing and scraping as she apologized, looking just like a little maid being bullied by a landlady.
It's kind of pathetic. Zhu Qingzhi swallowed her words again. Why did she have to look at it for so long? She should have just yelled back.
She had just taken a step forward when Zhang Siyue brushed past her from behind. However, he was quite polite and took the time to apologize.
Zhu Qingzhi's gossip radar immediately went off like crazy. She secretly glanced at Shen Rou, and sure enough, Shen Rou's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. She even turned her body to the side to avoid Zhang Siyue.
Zhang Siyue didn't move closer to Shen Rou's sofa; instead, he casually pulled up a stool from the side and sat down.
The private room fell silent instantly, and everyone began exchanging glances frantically, their frequency exceeding that of sending telegrams.
She said that even if there's nothing there, just entering the private room one after the other makes it very easy for onlookers to gather around!
Zhu Qingzhi immediately took out her phone and emphasized to Wen Qi again: 【Wait for Director Zheng to come over before you come in!】
Dani didn't attend because she had to deal with Katrina's endorsement announcement and Yang Qing was coming over for dinner. Zhu Qingzhi didn't have many acquaintances to chat with, and the atmosphere in the room was rather awkward, so she didn't go any further in.
Before long, a noisy conversation broke out in the elevator lobby, and the people in the room responded by rushing to the door. Of course, she and Zhang Siyue were the first to go.
Director Zheng walked at the front, looking serious, with a thick stack of documents in his hand, which looked like a script.
Seriously? She's still making a mess of things? And now she's pulling this stunt?
Zhu Qingzhi and Zhang Siyue exchanged a puzzled glance and then instinctively moved to the sides.
Yang Qing walked behind her and, upon seeing her, smiled and handed her her scarf: "President Wen found your scarf."
Oh, I almost forgot about that. Zhu Qingzhi took it and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Yang Qing's smile was always very professional, but today his expression was exactly the same as Lian Shang's when he was joking.
Wait, something's not right. Zhu Qingzhi, holding the scarf, suddenly widened her eyes.
Yang Qing doesn't seem to know about Wen Qi's relationship with her. After all, when Wen Qi tried to report it before, Yang Qing just said that she wouldn't interfere in the private lives of artists and dismissed her.
So, Wen Qi gave him this scarf? What did Wen Qi say? He can't exactly say he just picked it up and went around asking people about it, can he?
Also, Yang Qing has never appeared in the public eye, so how did Wen Qi know he was from Chaoxing? Oh right, they had a meeting together this afternoon, so they must have introduced themselves.
Zhu Qingzhi's mind was in complete chaos, but when her confused gaze met Yang Qing's meaningful look, she immediately came to her senses.
She hung the scarf on the clothes rack and walked over to Yang, the agent, to follow his instructions. It was at this moment that Wen Qi arrived.
His arrival immediately drew everyone's attention, except for Zhu Qingzhi, who was conducting research on a decorative painting on the wall, looking as serious as if she could write a 30,000-word research report.
Director Zheng was an exception; he didn't even give everyone a chance to exchange pleasantries before directly asking everyone to take their seats.
Zhu Qingzhi naturally sat down with Yang Qing, but to her surprise, Yang Qing said she had to answer a phone call less than ten seconds after sitting down. Wen Qi happened to walk over and sat down naturally, even smiling and nodding at her: "Miss Zhu."
Good grief, that completely crushed her idea of moving! Zhu Qingzhi, holding the tablecloth, gave a "well done" smile: "President Wen."
Just then, Director Zheng spoke up: "Qingzhi, Siyue, come sit down next to me."
Director Zheng, you are my savior!
Zhu Qingzhi didn't even bother to look at Wen Qi's expression. She wore her high heels like skateboard shoes and sprinted to Director Zheng's side at almost the speed of a 100-meter dash.
She had just sat down and straightened her skirt when she looked up and her eyes met Wen Qi's.
Wen Qi was sitting diagonally opposite her, so he could see her little movements clearly. He slowly leaned back in his chair, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips, and looked at her with a half-smile.
"What are you laughing at? If you laugh again, I'll pack you up and send you to be Shen Rou's assistant!" Zhu Qingzhi wrinkled her nose at him fiercely while tidying up the tableware, signaling him to tone it down.
But to Wen Qi, this wrinkled nose looked like a silent act of coquetry. He paused in the frequency of his tapping on the table, and the curve of his lips deepened. Fortunately, he obediently looked away.
"Mr. Wen, please come and sit here."
Zhu Qingzhi's spoon clattered against the bone plate, and she almost thought she was hallucinating. She looked up abruptly and saw that Director Zheng's expression was serious and not like he was joking.
Director Zheng must have noticed her gaze. He glanced at her, and his expression finally changed slightly. His expression seemed to say, "Who can leave their sugar daddy hanging?"
Zhu Qingzhi closed her eyes briefly, then lowered her head and pretended to study the patterns on the bone plate. Her movements were as practiced and outrageous as Wen Qi pressing the mute button.
She didn't get up to offer her seat, but Zhang Siyue was more perceptive. She moved directly from next to Director Zheng to next to her, and as she sat down, she asked softly, "This person is quite influential; he must be the biggest investor."
Zhu Qingzhi tilted her head slightly and nodded in affirmation of Zhang Siyue's guess.
For the director to be so concerned, either the two parties must have a very close personal relationship, or the person must truly hold the reins of the business, since no one would risk their own livelihood.
This time, Wen Qi really didn't make her nervous at all. When he passed by her, he didn't look at her at all and naturally sat down on the other side of Director Zheng.
Yang Qing re-entered the private room, his gaze sweeping across the table. After a brief moment of indifference on Zhu Qingzhi, he sat down in his original seat.
After everyone was seated, Director Zheng gave a brief opening speech, introduced everyone by name, and finally raised his glass: "Let's have a drink together and wish for a smooth start to filming."
The glasses clinked, and the first sip of wine went down their throats.
Zhu Qingzhi took a sip and felt that the taste was not quite right, so she took another sip and indeed tasted pear and lemon. It was a non-alcoholic fruit drink, and it was the brand she drank most often.
Was it specially prepared by Dani? Or by Yang Qing, or by Wen Qi? However, she didn't dwell on the question too much and decided to ask after dinner.
What followed was a back-and-forth exchange of toasts and polite conversation that went on repeatedly in the private room.
After three rounds of toasts, some people's cheeks flushed, and their tone of voice rose a few decibels compared to when they first came in, making the atmosphere much more lively than at the beginning.
Zhu Qingzhi and Zhang Siyue sat together, and naturally they chatted. In addition, since they were the male and female leads of "Yunshuiyao", they almost always toasted each other in pairs.
"Zhiqing, Siyue, let's toast President Wen together again." Director Zheng picked up his wine glass and beckoned the two of them over.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Qingzhi immediately stood up with a perfectly timed smile on her face. Zhang Siyue, who also stood up beside her, raised his glass, and everyone's eyes fell on Wen Qi.
Yang Qing nodded slightly to Zhu Qingzhi, glancing at Wen Qi, as if to suggest that she should speak first.
It's just saying a few nice words, it won't kill me. Besides, I promised Dani I would cooperate properly today, so I can't just back out now.
"President Wen..." Zhu Qingzhi's mind went blank the moment her gaze met Wen Qi's. Saying a few nice words wouldn't kill her, but what could she say to Wen Qi? Everything she said would feel strange.
However, having grown up in the world of fame and fortune, she managed to finish her sentence despite her nervousness: "President Wen, thank you for your support of [Yunshuiyao]. We'd like to raise a toast to you."
She brought Zhang Siyue along as well, which was a very appropriate excuse.
Wen Qi held his wine glass with his head down, his fingertips gently tracing the glass. He leaned slightly towards her, and when he heard the stutter in her voice, he looked up. His eyes were calm and still, yet they always revealed a hint of nonchalant indulgence.
Zhang Siyue followed suit and said a few nice words, his tone calm yet enthusiastic.
After listening, Wen Qi raised his hand to clink glasses with the two of them: "I wish you all the best." He then turned to Director Zheng and said, "The cast and crew of [Yunshuiyao] were all handpicked by you. We all have to rely on you."
Everyone could hear the flattery in his words, but Zhu Qingzhi also noticed the underlying familiarity. However, as soon as her gaze fell on Director Zheng, he tilted his head back and downed a glass of wine, then told them to go back to their seats.
Before the two of them could take a step, Shen Rou approached with a wine glass in hand, blocking their way. Shen Rou smiled at Wen Qi and said, "President Wen, I am Shen Rou. I have often heard Xiao Ning mention you before."
Hearing Liu Xiaoning's name from her mouth, Zhu Qingzhi wasn't surprised. Liu Xiaoning knew about the events on set, so someone on set must have told her, and Zhu Qingzhi had already guessed that person was Shen Rou.
Zhang Siyue completely ignored Shen Rou, preferring to take a longer route from the other side. Zhu Qingzhi didn't intend to stop either, but Wen Qi's chair seemed to have eyes and moved back, stopping Zhang Siyue but not her.
"I heard there was a new story on set a couple of days ago, and it seems to be related to Miss Shen?" Wen Qi's voice was light, like a spring breeze rippling across a lake. He casually rested one hand on the back of the chair, half-hanging down, as if he were trying to hook her sleeve.
No, if you touch me again, I'll pack you up and send you away right now! There are too many people in the private room. If Wen Qi's little actions are discovered, their relationship will truly be known to the world.
Zhu Qingzhi didn't think that the people here would see her as Wen Qi's legal wife; at most, she was a third party who had interfered in someone else's marriage.
Director Zheng suddenly glanced in her direction, and Zhu Qingzhi shuddered, immediately leaning her body towards Wen Qi to completely block his hand.
"It was already mentioned at the investment meeting, but Mr. Wen had to leave early." Director Zheng slowly picked up the roll of documents on his left and flipped through it a few times. "But Mr. Wen is an investor, so we can't offend him." He then laid the documents out on the table.
It really is the script of "The Knot".
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Author's note: Kiyoshi [bursts into tears]: I'm scared.
Wen Qi [Pity]: Sticky.
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