After he finished speaking, he glanced at his agent, Zhao Hui, and gave him a meaningful look.
Seeing the pleading look in Wei Changfeng's eyes, Zhao Hui went along with it and said, "Yes, Miss Lin, thank you so much today. Otherwise, the four of us who don't speak the same language would have been in a lot of trouble."
I definitely need to treat you to a meal. Is tomorrow convenient for you? I think it'll be around noon or evening.
Lin Xiao tried to decline, saying that anyone would lend a helping hand if they saw a fellow countryman in danger abroad.
Wei Changfeng handed the bread bag to Xiao Hao, took out his phone, opened WeChat's scan mode, and directly asked Lin Xiao for his contact information, just like the magazine editor had asked him for it yesterday.
Zhao Hui glanced at the scene but said nothing. Xiao Hao also wisely refrained from interfering, as he was also grateful to the girl.
Seeing the sincerity of the people in front of him, Lin Xiao realized that they truly appreciated his small act of kindness. So he didn't refuse any longer, added Wei Changfeng on WeChat, and arranged to contact them the next morning.
After Lin Xiao went upstairs, the group returned to the hotel.
After a long day of travel, everyone was exhausted when they returned to the hotel, except for Wei Changfeng, who looked full of energy.
After eating a quick bite, Xiaohao and Xiaomin went back to their room to rest.
Zhao Hui and Wei Changfeng were staying in a large business suite. Seeing him lying down and sitting up repeatedly on the large bed, Zhao Hui couldn't help but say:
"Changfeng, aren't you going to wash up and rest earlier? Today has been so tiring. Luckily, the room key was on me. If it had been in my bag, we wouldn't even be able to get into the room now."
"Brother, where should we take someone out for dinner? You come to Paris all the time, right? You know all the famous restaurants in Paris, right?"
Wei Changfeng seemed not to have heard Zhao Hui's words at all, resting his elbow on his long legs and tilting his head to ask him.
Zhao Hui glanced at him and said irritably, "I've only been here twice, why do you keep coming? Why don't you just invite them from our hotel restaurant? I've heard the chefs there are famous."
Wei Changfeng shook his head, seemingly not satisfied with the suggestion: "Are there any upscale restaurants along the Seine? The kind where you can eat while enjoying the river view, something romantic."
"Wei Changfeng!" Zhao Hui deliberately emphasized his words, unusually calling him by his full name, "You think no one in Paris knows you, right?"
He paused for a moment, then continued, "So many Chinese people live in Paris. You just invited a girl out for dinner, and the news might be posted online the next minute."
You know how powerful netizens are these days, don't you? In less than two days, they might be able to dox that person's entire family. I don't need to tell you what will happen next, right? What ordinary person could withstand that?
Wei Changfeng glanced at his stern-faced manager, still somewhat unconvinced: "It's not like I invited her alone. You, Xiaohao, and Xiaomin are all here. What's there to be afraid of even if they take pictures? Besides, it's really nothing!"
"Just eat at the hotel restaurant. I've been observing these past couple of days, and there aren't many Asian guests, so even fewer choose to dine at the hotel restaurant. It's definitely much less risky than being photographed at a famous restaurant like the one you mentioned."
You know you invited them to dinner to express your gratitude, not to cause them trouble, right?
Seemingly still not satisfied, Zhao Hui continued, "Besides, you just attended such an important event for the brand. What if a scandal breaks out in a couple of days later? How will the company explain that?"
They've provided us with top-notch treatment this time. If they misunderstand and think you're using this business trip for personal reasons, like bringing your girlfriend on vacation, how are you going to explain that?
After hearing Zhao Hui's words, Wei Changfeng knew that he was right.
He couldn't help but sigh and said softly, "When you become famous, you have less freedom. Think about how carefree you were before you became famous."
Zhao Hui repeated his words, staring into his eyes and asking:
"When you become famous, you have less freedom, but you can't be too greedy and want everything."
Think about what you want most? Fame or freedom?
Wei Changfeng glanced back at him, then slowly lowered his head and said, "Red."
"Just know what you really want, and try to avoid any obstacles that might prevent you from achieving that goal."
Wei Changfeng knew what Zhao Hui was talking about, let out a long sigh, and lay heavily back down on the bed.
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