Rebirth Entertainment My Cold Gentle Husband - Chapter 163
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Chapter 163: Mud Won’t Hold Up The Wall (2)
“Qingcheng! Sure enough, it’s Qing Kingdom’s Qingcheng! So beautiful! Miss Bai, my vision is really good!” 2He spoke happily.
Long Yi was very satisfied with Bai Qingyan. This time, the scandal around her gave publicity to the drama “Qingcheng” as well. Now everyone knew this drama was about to be filmed and they were all looking forward to it. This was practically free publicity, and the effects were better than if he had actually spent money advertising the drama.
Bai Qingyan smiled slightly, lifting only the corners of her lips. “Thank you for your appreciation.”
The three very happily sat down.
Bai Qingyan and Qi Lan brushed away the displeasure of meeting Song Xin at the elevator.
At the moment, Long Yi wasn’t a big deal in the world of directors, but Bai Qingyan remembered that he was going to be very powerful in the future. However, her main focus was on how to please Gu Yezhi.
The three of them waited for about an hour before President Luo arrived. He slowly entered the private room and the three stood up to greet him. A waiter rushed over to take his order, but he was clearly embarrassed.
Long Yi took the lead with the introductions. “Mr. Luo, you’re here. Come, Miss Bai, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Luo.”
Bai Qingyan took a step forward and glanced at President Luo. He was 40 years old and had a distinctly square face, hair that was already thinning out and a beer belly. When he opened his mouth, one could see gold teeth implanted. Coupled with his flowered shirt, he looked like the stereotypical nouveau riche.
Bai Qingyan didn’t reach out to shake his hand, just smiled slightly. “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Luo.”
President Luo had just gotten out of Song Xin’s bed and his appetite was satisfied, so he had no interest in women at the moment. But when his eyes fell on Bai Qingyan’s face, he was stunned. “Miss Bai is so beautiful.” Smiling lasciviously, Mr. Luo reached out his hand toward Bai Qingyan, but Qi Lan was quick to intercept and shake his hand in her artist’s place.
“Mr. Luo, I’m Bai Qingyan’s agent, Qi Lan.”
President Luo stared at Qi Lan’s face, uninterested. Although she was pretty, Qi Lan had short hair and a cold face. At first glance one could tell that she was a strong woman, and people like Luo Zong didn’t like women with strong personalities. He took the initiative to end the handshake, releasing her hand and sitting down.
Bai Qingyan and Qi Lan exchanged a glance, frowning.
Once President Luo made his order, the conversation opened. Most of it was Long Yi speaking, with many compliments toward President Luo. Mr. Luo’s eyes focused on Bai Qingyan’s face for brief moments at a time, and he occasionally answered a few questions.
Bai Qingyan had a bad feeling. This old man was obviously lewd and seemed very interested in her. In the entertainment circle, sending actors to an investor’s bed was an unspoken rule, but Bai Qingyan couldn’t agree with this style.
She was already trying to figure out an excuse to leave later.
Long Yi had been constantly wooing President Luo since the man sat down, so she figured President Luo was very important to this drama. Bai Qingyan didn’t want to ruin Long Yi’s efforts with her rudeness.
Just as she was thinking of an excuse, Qi Lan patted her hand. Startled out of her thoughts, she stared blankly at her agent. “Ah?”
President Luo was giving her a very wretched smile. “Come, Miss Bai, have a drink with me.”
Qi Lan intercepted again, handing Bai Qingyan a cup of tea as she smiled at Mr. Luo. “Sorry, President Luo, but Miss Bai cannot drink. If you don’t mind, please exchange it for tea.”
President Luo frowned, displeased. However, he figured Bai Qingyan would end up on his bed tonight, one way or the other, so ultimately it didn’t matter whether she drank it or not. His frown smoothed out and he nodded at the two women. “It’s okay, you can drink tea.”
Qi Lan was relieved, and so was Bai Qingyan. Raising the cup, she took a casual sip, but immediately looked up at President Luo with a disgruntled look.
Inside her heart, she silently groaned, then took her phone out of her bag.