YM778.TV Chapter 168 - 168: Backing, Who Exactly is Yu Xiheng? (1)
Chapter 168 - 168: Backing, Who Exactly is Yu Xiheng? (1)
At last, the day had arrived.
He had even planned a celebratory feast in Lin City once the contract was signed.
The manager paused mid-step and turned his head, locking eyes with the assistant director, whose face brimmed with excitement.
Something about the assistant director’s face seemed oddly familiar, so he stopped.
Seeing the manager, the assistant director immediately grew cautious. “Miss Si, who is this?”
“A person of no concern,” Si Fuqing gestured towards a chair. “Please, have a seat.”
“Ah, alright,” the assistant director sat down, relieved. “As long as it’s a person of no concern, that’s good.”
He had been afraid someone was trying to steal his talent away.
Without a word, Shang Lu locked out the manager, who who had wanted to observe a bit longer.
Frustrated, the manager wracked his brain, trying to place the assistant director’s familiar face.
Though he felt as if he’d seen it somewhere, he couldn’t quite remember.
A call from the company hurried him along, and with no time to ponder further, he left hastily.
Inside the lounge.
After downing a bottle of water, the assistant director finally took the contract out of his bag. “Miss Si, here it is. Two copies of the contract, with all the details clearly laid out. Let us know if anything needs to be adjusted.”
“Mhmm,” Si Fuqing picked up a pen, her eyes thoughtful. “1 thought the director had the final say?”
With an air of self-importance, the assistant director declared, “When the director isn’t around, what I say goes!”
What the director doesn’t know won’t hurt him.
“I had a piece of negative press about me released today,” Si Fuqing didn’t sign, her fox-like eyes curving into a smile. “If you wish to back out, you still can.” She had plenty of other advertising offers, after all.
Some approached her directly at the Youth With You training base to discuss endorsements, but most made contact with Tianle Media.
Feng Peizhi didn’t allow her to accept any endorsements, rejecting all of them unless she could distribute some of the better ones to Meng Xue.
It must be said, this was the only thing Feng Peizhi did that aligned with her wishes.
“Negative press?” the assistant director asked in surprise. “What negative press?”
Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow. “Shang Lu.”
Shang Lu reluctantly handed over his phone, which displayed tweets from various accounts.
The posts were all identical in text and screenshots.
[Does anyone not know about a certain Ms. S who intervened in a wealthy family’s arranged marriage? The man’s mother went straight to the program crew. This really proves that shamelessness is invincible; such thick skin. But wanting to marry into a wealthy family, looks alone aren’t enough.]
After reading it, the assistant director nodded. “So, it’s like that. But with just one picture and a piece of text, it’s hard to see the whole picture. Oh my, these marketing accounts can really spin a tale better than me.”
Si Fuqing leaned back in her chair, relaxed. “So, are we signing?”
“Sign! Of course, we’re signing!” the assistant director said anxiously. “You’re not having second thoughts, are you? We can still negotiate the payment!”
“I’ve said it before, I don’t want your payment. If it’s for charity, then it’s a donation,” Si Fuqing picked up her pen again. “Besides, your program interests me. Consider it a warm-up for me after laying flat for so long.”
snang LU glanced at tne contract, noting some or tne program names. “Interesting shows you’ve got. Where will you shoot the lake with crocodiles episode?”
The assistant director finally noticed him. “Young man, you look talented. Interested in doing an ad or something?”
“No interest,” Shang Lu said proudly. “Your program is merely a warm-up for me. Forget crossing a crocodile-infested lake; I could even catch a large lizard in a tropical rainforest with my bare hands.” The assistant director was stunned. 1‘?!?”
Si Fuqing gave Shang Lu a look.
“In any case, Miss Si is the most formidable. She could defeat me single-handedly,” Shang Lu muttered in a quiet voice.
The assistant director was at a loss.
What kind ofpeople am I dealing with here?
After signing the contract, Si Fuqing asked, “How many people are in each episode?”
“Five regular guests per episode,” the assistant director answered. “There will also be special guests, the number of which is not fixed.”
“Alright,” Si Fuqing nodded. “You haven’t eaten yet, have you? I’ll have Shang
Lu take you around.”
Shang Lu wore a look of gloom but had no choice but to accompany the beaming assistant director.
Only after they had left did Si Fuqing pick up her phone to see the message sent by Pei Mengzhi..