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hapter 221: A Seductive Test
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
The next day, Qin Gun sat in Qu's office while the strict woman scanned him over.
"Look!" With a confused expression, Qu sized him up for a full 10 minutes before she threw a pile of newspapers to him.
Sister Xue and Qin Guan exchanged a glance before reading through them.
"Ms. Fang Meiya, the General Agent of Cartier Asia Attends the Asia New Prominent Jewellery Fair with Shao Xiaobing"
"Shao Xiaobing, the New Ambassador of Cartier Asia"
"Cartier Flagship Stores Open in Hong Kong, Japan and Singapore, Posters of Shao Xiaobing Make a Stir"
They looked up with a meaningful smile. Both of them recalled the scene in the parking lot after the party.
Qu Xuemei sighed. "Tell me, what happened? I promoted Qin Guan to Fang, so where did Shao come from? Tell me the truth! Don't tell me any rubbish about inferior capabilities."
"What? You recommended Qin Guan to Fang?" Sister Xue was surprised.
"Do you think she would ask for the phone number of an agent otherwise? There are plenty of agents clustering around her."
"We were schoolmates at Harvard. I knew you would attend the party, so I called her to recommend Qin Guan."
Sister Xue and Qin Guan exchanged another glance. How can I explain that her schoolmate wanted to f*ck me? It's hard to say this out loud!
Qu smiled and said, "Xue, leave us alone."
Sister Xue was confused, but she obeyed. She went out and sat down on a couch to rest.
When Qin Guan's fan, Qu's secretary, gave her a cup of coffee, the shades of the chief editor's office suddenly went down.
Qin Guan sat awkwardly on the couch, the glass wall just behind him. Qu was half-kneeling on the armrest, pulling the rope of the shades.
Qin Guan had to shrink against the couch. Qu's full bosom was just in front of his eyes. Black lace was visible through her white shirt.
Qu threw away the rope and opened her pink lips. "I know her well. Did she act like this that day?"
Suddenly, she pulled loose the prim bun on her head.
Long black hair with natural curls poured down. Qin Guan could smell jasmine. A strand of naughty hair gently touched his face, making him move to the center of the couch in embarrassment.
Qu smoothed her hair down and took off her golden-framed glasses. She stared at Qin Guan with misty eyes. "Did she act like this?"
Qin Guan realized her pupils were hazel, shining mysteriously like amber.
Confused, he started shaking his head gently. What does she want?
"What did she do then? Tell me."
Her voice gradually lowered, her trim fingernails reaching for the buttons on Qin Guan's shirt. The first one on his neckline was unfastened easily.
"Stop! Stop! Stop! I'll tell you!"
Qin Guan told her everything, although she seemed like a completely different person. As he talked fast, his words were like bullets being shot from a machine gun.
"That's what happened. Your friend left after getting rejected. I don't know what happened afterwards, but I saw Shao driving Fang's car in the parking lot. They left together."
Qin Guan dared not move. He could smell the Chanel on her body.
"Alas! So many years have passed, but she remains the same. She can lure any man to her bed." Satisfied with Qin Guan's story, Qu stood up and walked back to her desk leisurely, leaving a hint with her body, reminding Qin Guan that what had just happened had not been an illusion.
She pulled her hair back and put on her glasses. She was a professional again. "I misjudged you. You are such an honorable young man. It's hard to tell from your appearance."
You underestimated me. Do I seem like some random person? Qin Guan thought to himself proudly.
"I thought no domestic model could resist an offer from her. But what do I see now? You're like a panda sitting in front of me. Are you an idiot, Qin Guan? Did you have to bribe someone to get your diploma?" Qu's attitude suddenly changed.
"That offer could have helped you so much! You would have to struggle for a shorter time. Or were you just afraid that she would ask for something more in the future? You are turning 20 this year. Don't be so naive!"
Qin Guan shrugged. Actually, I'm already 56. You'd be scared to death if I told you the truth. Staring at her with a sincere expression in his eyes, he switched to actor mode. "I know you want me to advance in my career and gave me a chance to soar up into the sky, but I have principles. I would never betray my girlfriend. Besides, I can use my looks to get other things I want. I had to be responsible for both me and Ms. Fang."
His young handsome face was shining with a devout, fervent light.
Qu's eyes twinkled, as if she was holding something back. She took a pile of paperwork from a drawer and threw it to Qin Guan.
"Okay, principled man! I'll give you a chance on your abilities alone. This brand is looking for an ambassador in Asia. Go to the audition!"
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hapter 222: Raising One's Status
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Qin Guan read the paperwork page by page. He looked up in disappointment. "It's Citizen. Chief Editor Qu, I think I deserve Patek Philippe or Vacheron Constantin. Piaget and Roles would also be acceptable."
Qu was left speechless by his boasting. She threw an eraser at him to shut him up.
"You idiot! You let Cartier go! Do you think I can find another good chance like that in Asia? Stop dreaming! Citizen is good enough for you. You're only a B level model after all. Go to the audition first."
Qin Guan caught the eraser in the air and gave her an apologetic smile. "Don't be angry, Sister Qu. I'll pass the audition for you."
Qu Xuemei burst into laughter. A smile on her serious face was like a beautiful flower in the snow.
"You are really optimistic. You'll be competing against Jincheng Wu, Fanting Longshi, Fushanyazhi and Zhang Dongjian. They are a lot more popular than you. Besides, they've had leading roles in films and TV shows. Sure you'll pass the audition!"
Qin Guan choked when he heard the names she mentioned.
"Are you kidding me, Sister Qu? With so many choices, why would they even decide to have an audition?"
Qu sneered at him. "That's why I call you an idiot. They are all top actors in their own nations, but when shepherds quarrel, the wolf wins. Understand? So long as the final choice is not made, you have a hope."
"Besides, you are cheaper and you have a charming face. If you fail to beat the men, you could compete with the women. There are also ladies' watches in there."
Qin Guan cleared his throat awkwardly. "Who are the female competitors?"
Where is your dignity? Do you really plan to compete with the ladies?
Qu smiled proudly. "Let me see. Kyoko Fukada..."
"Stop!" Qin Guan broke in. It was better to compete against the men and have a chance to cooperate with beautiful girls.
Qu didn't know his plan though. "Okay, just read the material carefully at home. I'll inform Sister Xue."
Qin Guan nodded tamely and began to arrange all the paperwork. Qu felt strange. "What? A chance is not enough? You want me to treat you to dinner too? So much for today. What are you waiting for?"
Qin Guan seemed hesitant to speak. "No, but just now... You and me..."
Qu pointed to the door. "What do you mean? What happened just now? I just like to intimidate others. What's the matter?"
"Nothing, It's fine. I have to go. Bye!" Qin Guan let out a long sigh of relief and smiled.
The door was shut. Qu opened the shades and watched Qin Guan, who was talking enraptured with Sister Xue.
Her secretary was busy making tea for him as he dealt with her enthusiasm clumsily.
Qu burst into laughter again.
That was a very different boy. Qu had thought deeply for a long time before she had recommended Qin Guan to Fang. Then he had appeared in her office again. She couldn't tell if she was disappointed or happy about it.
People set different moral standards for themselves. Qu had a different view on temptation. Fang was only a small failure for Qin Guan, but she had taken a big step forward.
She returned to her desk. There was an email draft on her PC screen addressed to the VOGUE headquarters. Qu decided to wait for the results of the Citizen audition before sending it.
By then, Qin Guan might help her get a promotion.
Qin Guan had no idea about that. He was only focused on his courses, his job and his happy life.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei went upstairs hand in hand. The building was scarily empty that day. Their steps echoed in the corridor.
They entered the classroom and saw that less than half of the students had showed up. It seemed that 9/11 had influenced their plans for studying overseas.
Both Lan Jin and Cun Jun were not in attendance.
When they sat in their usual seats, the two guys behind them greeted them nonchalantly, "Hello!"
It was great to see such calm faces.
Just before the class started, a redhead poked his head inside the door. "Aha! I'm not late!"
Lan Jin rushed into the classroom with his shining red hair and jangling accessories. He noticed Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei right away and ran over to them.
Surprised, Qin Guan stared at him. "You convinced your mother to let you come?"
Lan pointed at himself proudly. "Of course! I watched the news. Wow! It was just like an American blockbuster! My father and I were amused. The old fogey is not sympathetic at all. He wants to send me to the US for gold plating. He's taking pleasure in their misfortune. We convinced my mother. Nothing can stop a real man like me from going to the US!"
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Chapter 223: Sister Xue's Cold Reception
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Cong Nianwei burst into laughter. The tutor said from behind Lan, "Please sit back down. We'll begin our class now."
Lan gestured at Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei before stealing a glance at the two guys behind them. "See you after class."
Before his voice could fade away, He Ming spoke out, "Boy Lan, sit there."
"What?" The three of them were taken back. Guan Jian laughed. "Good Boy Lan. You, the redhead! Sit there. Never change seat."
All kinds of feelings welled up in his heart. Lan Jin had no idea what was going on. Shall I thank Qin Guan for this or my mother?
After such a long training course, he was finally accepted by that mysterious group.
He snorted and glanced at his previous seat proudly. The surrounding students were looking at him with a slightly confused, jealous expression.
Lan laughed and pulled out the chair on the other side of Qin Guan, holding his head high. He sat down as if he was about to die a martyr's death.
Cui Jun didn't attend the class that day. Maybe the coward wouldn't be back anytime soon. If he did, he would beat his chest and stamp his feet in anger.
Lan finished the class in a daydream. He fit in with that group naturally with his funny behavior.
Qin Guan was living a happy life while Sister Xue was having great trouble. She had been left at the reception hall of the Citizen offices in Beijing for over an hour. Their meeting time was postponed again and again.
Sister Xue looked at her watch impatiently and walked up to the reception desk. "May I know when they'll receive me? I've been waiting for a long time. I'm also busy myself."
Actually, Sister Xue was lying. Huang Bo had joined a new show one week ago. She was completely free. So what though? It was impolite to be late for a meeting.
The girl behind the reception desk was in a pickle, when suddenly a smiling assistant walked over and took a 90-degree bow before Sister Xue. "Sorry for the delay. My director had another meeting. It's finished now. Follow me, please."
Sister Xue held her temper in check. She was not accustomed to such courtesy. She followed the assistant along a long corridor and pushed the door of the director's office open.
There were two serious men sitting in the office. One of them was old with grey hair. He was sitting on a guest seat, while the owner of the office was standing beside him, listening to his words and nodding repeatedly.
Sister Xue and the assistant waited outside until they finished their conversation. Then they walked in at the director's indication.
Shanchuanyour was afraid, as the board of directors of the Citizen group had just divided the 56 branches into two parts. The general manager of East Asia, old Mr. Zhuchuanlongfu, had suddenly arrived in China that day.
Shanchuan was a little nervous. He was wondering if Mr. Zhuchuan would be satisfied with his business arrangement in China.
He felt sorry for unlucky Sister Xue. He asked Mr. Zhuchuan silently out of consideration, and the old gentleman gestured to him in invitation, indicating that Shanchuan could go on with his work.
Shanchuan nodded at his assistant, who led Sister Xue to another couch and gently closed the door.
They didn't beat around the bush. They made their intentions clear right away and got straight to the point.
Sister Xue was promoting Qin Guan, saliva splashing out of her mouth. The two Japanese men couldn't control themselves. They smiled.
"Ms. Xue, aren't you exaggerating a little? This is just a routine meeting before the audition. Aren't you afraid the boy will disappoint us later?"
Sister Xue sneered and apologized right away, "I'm not sneering at you, but at the way you're thinking. You don't believe me. There is an old Chinese saying that says that seeing is believing though, so let me show you my best model."
She handed Qin Guan's zed cards to them.
Sister Xue had played a little word trick here. She had only one model, so Qin Guan was of course the best one.
Zhuchuan and Shanchuan took the cards with a smile. They had met plenty of old ladies in Japan who liked to make a mountain out of a molehill.
They fell silent right away. Sister Xue looked at them with contempt. Do you believe me now?
Mr. Zhuchuan didn't say anything, but he kept caressing the VOGUE cover photo for a long, long time.
Shanchuan had to speak. Coughing, he said, "I apologize for my attitude. It's true that facts speak louder than words. I'm shocked by your model. I originally thought Japanese stars such as Fushan, Fanding and Jincheng Wu, who are half-Japanese, have god-sent beauty. I can't believe we found someone better than them."
Sister Xue raised her eyebrows proudly. Living in such a tiny area has limited your vision. You didn't trust me, but now you've been rendered speechless, huh?
Shanchuan coughed softly and put Qin Guan's cards on the table. "Mr. Qin has some practical drawbacks though. Take Mr. Jincheng for example. He has plenty of fans for his films in Hong Kong and the mainland. The other Japanese stars also have a great reputation in Asian entertainment circles. Mr. Qin is too far behind to catch up with them."
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Chapter 224: Profound Historical Accumulation
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"Mr. Qin can be considered a rising star in the modelling circle, but he is not that famous in the TV and film circle. As far as I know, he has co-starred in two TV shows. He is not that influential."
Sister Xue had been attacked at a crucial point. She tried to explain awkwardly, "Mr. Qin has acted in three TV shows and three advertisements. Besides, he is on the cover of VOGUE China. That black-and-white photo is his current image."
The two men read the material carefully again. Sister Xue went on, "Plus, this is only a primary negotiation. I would suggest that you see him in person before we discuss this any further."
"I know that model selection is decided by the Marketing Department, but if Chief Editor Qu recommended me to you, this means that you choose brand ambassadors very carefully. It's necessary for you to see the model personally."
Suddenly, Changchuan, who had remained silent thus far, opened his mouth. "You make a good point. We are strict with our ambassador in 2002, because we have a brand new product coming out this year. It's a solar watch for ladies. The model for the men's mechanical watches will cooperate with the female model, so we have to be extremely strict. May I have the honor of meeting Mr. Qin?"
This sharp turn astonished Shanchuan and Sister Xue.
"Of course, my pleasure." Sister Xue and Zhuanchuan smiled. "I'll decide the place, and you can choose the date. Is that okay for you?"
Zhuanchuan touched the photo and smiled. "Sure, Ms. Xue."
Sister Xue waved farewell to the two directors after those good news. She had to prepare before making the final shot.
She called Qin Guan and invited Professor Li. After getting a general idea about the process, Professor Li said thoughtfully, "Listen to me, we have to find Teacher Rong."
That was why Teacher Rong saw those three special guests at her gate.
She invited them in calmly. In the main hall, she asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
Professor Li was unpleasant. "Why? I can't visit you unless there's something wrong? You have a point though. I need your help."
Finally, they made a decision. Teacher Rong was unsatisfied with their nervousness. "Take it easy. Why are you guys so serious about that Japanese brand?"
As a history tutor, Teacher Rong said angrily, "It's only a tiny island."
Sister Xue tried to flatter her, "Exactly, they are just a bridge for us. There's no right job for Qin Guan. He wants to be famous not just in China, but all over Asia. Besides, we want to shock those Japanese guys with your skills. They admire Chinese culture the most."
Teacher Rong was convinced by Sister Xue. I should do my best if I decide to give a hand.
She sized Qin Guan up and said, "Come over tomorrow, Qin Guan. I'll find something better for you."
Professor Li knew her old friend really well. She would cheer up with anything concerning national pride.
How fast time flied! It was already time for the meeting. It was September in Beijing. The autumn sky was clear, the air was crisp and the scenery was beautiful.
Zhuchuanlongfu's business car headed downtown. He was wearing a casual outfit and watching the historical sights outside, hitting a folding fan against his hand. "The essence of the old capital is definitely in Shichahai. "
For a city without a river, Shichahai was beautiful. There were many historical sites, such as the Bell Tower, the Drum Tower, Song Qingling's former residence, and the Prince Gong Mansion.
It would be wonderful to have quadrangle dwellings there. One could cultivate oneself inside and enjoy the lake outside.
Zhuchuan was getting more and more surprised. As a foreigner, he could notice the scarcity of residences in Shichahai. What was Qin Guan's real identity?
He parked his car in Yar Hutong. Words couldn't express his feelings. There were only three gates on the street, which meant that there were only three house masters.
Shanchuan was even more surprised than him. He kept thinking, "Surely, this doesn't mean that Qin Guan is something more than a model?"
With that question in mind, they walked up to the large gate. Stone lions stood on both its sides. The assistant walked up the stairs paved with green rocks.
The red-lacquer gate was even higher. The assistant stood on his toes to reach the copper ring.
Clang, clang. They could hear ancient, mysterious echoes. Not long after, a man answered the door in an authentic capital accent. "Who is it?"
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Chapter 225: Who Said the City Was not Literary?
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The assistant checked his clothes unconsciously and stood up straight. "Excuse me. We were invited by Ms. Xue to meet Mr. Qin Guan."
The gatekeeper answered, "Okay, one second."
They heard the sound of the bolt, and then the gate was opened. A gatekeeper in a two-piece set made of blue satin was standing there with a smile.
"Are you Mr. Zhuchuan? Mr. Qin has been waiting for you for a long time. Follow me, please." Zhuchuan's attention was attracted by the lively stone lions. It was said that in ancient China, only high-rank feudal officers and noble families could put lions at their gates. The Chi dragon on the roof beams also enchanted him. His ancestors were definitely among the intelligentsia!
He focused again as the gatekeeper invited them in. They kept taking deep breaths as they entered. There was a grand yard 100-meters long, covered by the shadows of trees. There were two paths with red wooden pillars and a roof.
The gatekeeper pointed to the right. "Follow me, please."
They walked along the corridor on the right, flowers blooming on both their sides. The ground of the yard was paved with old giant green stones.
They turned into a small hall after a minute. The gatekeeper didn't follow them in. He brushed his sleeves lightly and bowed before them. "I'm on duty. Please wait for a while. The steward is coming." Then he left silently.
They were confused. What do you mean? You won't lead us to Qin Guan? You're only a gatekeeper? How awful!
Zhuchuan was immediately attracted by the arrangement inside the hall. A scroll of calligraphy was hanging on the wall. It was the name of the hall, "Breeze Pavilion".
Gasping in admiration, he sat in a chair across from it, ready to appreciate the work. By then, another person had entered through the side door of the hall.
The man was dressed in the same blue satin clothes, but with more complicated embroidery. He had an ever-smiling expression. "Sorry I'm late. I'm the steward. Mr. Qin has been waiting for you for quite a long time. We were originally going to serve you tea, but Mr. Qin doesn't want a bigger delay. He would like to meet you now."
Zhuchuan nodded. He was extremely curious. If the reception hall was that extraordinary, then what would the living room be like?
They followed the steward along the pebbled path, through the flowery courtyard, to the deepest part of the yard.
The red-lacquer gate was opened, revealing a secret garden from another time. Traditional red lanterns were hanging above them. A towering glass house reminded them that this was not really an ancient yard.
A tall pomegranate tree was enveloped by the colorful glass house. The steward pushed the door open gently.
The sunshine fell through the leaves of the trees, leaving flecks on the benches under them. In the middle of the room, on a dragon-carved rosewood bench, a young man was reading an ancient thread-bound book.
He was wearing a black silk gown that did not look old-fashioned. The silver embroidery on the corners made it gorgeous.
There was a traditional rosewood table beside him. A purple teapot and a bowl were on it. Nothing else.
Steam was hovering around him, making the young man look like an immortal.
The visitors felt seduced by the charming autumn, the beautiful yard and the outstanding young man.
They were lost in thought, when someone suddenly coughed behind them. "My dear guests, why don't you enter? You should remind our distinguished guests, steward."
Sister Xue presented herself proudly. Ha ha! You are all rubbish compared to my boy!
Following Sister Xue, the visitors entered the dreamlike greenhouse. They felt like they were in heaven as they approached Qin Guan.
Smiling, Qin Guan put his book down and stood up. He stretched his jade-like hands towards them, gesturing for them to take a seat.
They sat on old chairs, polished by age. They were surprised to find them comfortable.
With their typical structure, the chairs invited people to lean against their back. That was what Zhuchuan did. He leaned his back against the chair, surprising his assistant.
Our boss never relaxes before an audience! He must have done it by accident.
The steward retreated from the greenhouse. Not long after, several middle-aged ladies put a tea set on each table beside the chairs.
As the steam rose up, the guests could see the color of their tea. It was golden, like amber. There was the natural fragrance of orchid in the air.
Zhuchuan held his cup up and took an appreciative sip.
"Clouds and mist always come from clear rivers and high mountains. The monks at temples plant tea trees, which swallow the air on the hills, bathe in sunshine and moonlight, and get the essence of the morning and evening glow..." Qin Guan was reading ancient poems.
In the innermost corner of the greenhouse, a maid was playing a Chinese zither. The Chrysanthemum blossoms were waiting to burst open, and the incense sticks were burning.
They all watched Qin Guan. It seemed like time was flowing back in that greenhouse. They were watching a young man living in a yard and making a cup of tea on an ordinary morning.
Zhuchuan showed his cup to Qin Guan, who smiled gently and said, "Tieguanyin [1], from Anxi Town."
Translator's Thoughts
Lan Lan
[1] Tieguanyin was one of the top 10 traditional teas in China. It was found between 1723 and 1735 in Anxi Town in the Fujian Province.
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Chapter 226: Making A Decision
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Grinning, Sister Xue raised her eyebrows at Shanchuan. Qin Guan didn't pay attention to the others. He just stared at Zhuchuan. "It's boring to talk about business on such a fine day, amid such beautiful scenery. I think you have achieved your aim."
Zhuchuan fixed his eyes on him for a long while, losing himself in his memories. After a full ten minutes, he stood up and smiled. "You are right."
There was a 20-centimeter height difference between the old man and the young man, but their backs were in harmony as they walked out. It seemed like they were old friends.
When the two enigmatic men left, Sister Xue and Shanchuan began to debate right away. After three pots of tea and five portions of Chinese dessert, they stopped, contented and aware that the real heroes were not back yet.
They exchanged a doubtful glance and stood up together. Their rumpling stomachs betrayed their appetite. They changed the topic awkwardly. "Where did they go?"
"It's meaningless for the two of us to talk, Sister Xue. We'd better find the two decision-makers." With a faint smile on his face, the steward led them around the greenhouse and into the master living room.
They found the two men in the open hall.
They were playing Go calmly. Qin Guan was using the black pieces and Zhuchuan the white ones. It was a stalemate.
Sister Xue and Shanchuan didn't dare interrupt them. At Zhuchuan's indication, they approached and stood by their sides.
"Finished?" Zhuchuan pressed a piece onto the chessboard. Shanchuan bowed reverently. "Yes!"
"It's time for chatting. I know the Chinese like to discuss business affairs during their leisure time. I know that. My mother is Chinese, so I'm half-Chinese myself."
Shanchuan was surprised. He hadn't known about that secret part of his life. He tried to concentrate and lower his voice. "Yes!"
Nothing could bother Qin Guan though. He moved another piece.
Staring at the board, Zhuchuan said, "It's difficult to decide about the advertisement in Japan, but I can make a decision about the Asian branches."
He picked up a white piece from the chess basket and threw it down again. Shanchuan wanted to speak, but on second thought he didn't. Then he said, "I'll invite Qin Guan to our show. Let's take it easy. The ambassador should carry out his duties. I don't care about the headquarters in Japan. We are in charge of the Asian market, so it's better to have a long-term perspective."
If we look at this from a long-term perspective, we should go with Jincheng Wu. He's half-Chinese, half-Japanese after all.
"That's my final decision. Tell me about your price level, my little friend." Zhuchuanlongfu saw that he was losing, so he threw the piece back with a smile.
Qin Guan looked at Sister Xue and sat up straight. "Five million a year."
Shanchuan nearly spat out blood. That's blackmail! Aflame with indignation, he said, "Impossible! Our superstar Fantingyashi asked for two million RMB a year! That's too much!"
Qin Guan looked at him as if he was an idiot. "Five million Japanese Yen. I was talking in your currency."
Shanchuan calculated quickly in his mind. That's only 300,000 yuan. Great!
The Japanese were always polite. Shanchuan changed his attitude right away. He bowed before Qin Guan and said, "I'm really sorry for my impatience. I'm clear about your price now."
He glanced at Zhuchuan and saw his boss nod slightly, thankful for the prices of Chinese stars. They had the right to make their own prices according to the trends of the market-oriented economy.
They couldn't have signed a contract with a second-line Japanese star at such a low price. Jincheng Wu wouldn't agree to such a price, but it would be a surprise to hire Qin Guan.
One year would be alright for him. A year later, he would go to the US and leave the Asian market. It was a win-win situation.
Qin Guan and Sister Xue escorted them out and saw them drive away in the distance. Then they high-fived each other in celebration.
Shanchuan sat beside Zhuchuan and inquired respectfully, "If you made a decision, I'll report back to the headquarters and wait for their reply."
Zhuchuan nodded and stared at the scenery outside, which was retreating slowly. "You must be curious about why I'm so interested in an unknown Chinese star."
Shanchuan lowered his head and replied, "I wouldn't dare question you."
"Qin Guan reminded me of my mother. She was as beautiful as the young man in the pictures..." He was lost in memory.
Shanchuan dared not raise his head. He had to hide his expression from his boss. Liar! If your mother was as elegant as Mr. Qin, why are you so ugly? It's terrible to beautify memory so much!
Zhuchuan rested his jaw gently on his hands. "My mother was like Qin Guan. She was born in an ancient noble family. That's why she could bring me back to Japan."
That's impossible, Mr. Zhuchuan! Judging by your surname, you have nothing to do with royalty. How could a rich young lady marry a peasant in Kanagawa?
"Mr. Shanchuan, Citizen is in danger. We had only one office in Hong Kong back in 1987, but the sales volume had reached one million that year. These days though? More than 10 years have passed, and our sales volume has dropped to no more than 100,000!"
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Chapter 227: The Meritorious People Backstage
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"That means that Chinese people have a broader vision and more choices, so we have to bring in our new products this year. The parent company has set high expectations for you. We'll establish offices in every big city in China."
"China will restore her status in Asia... Just like my mother, who's still retaining her graceful upbringing..."
Shanchuan was clever enough to give up the debate on this. Ignorance was bliss after all.
In the fairy-like yard, Qin Guan was celebrating his success with Teacher Rong.
It was like an ocean of joy. The gatekeeper, steward, maids, player and the fake hosts were congratulating each other. Sister Xue gave Teacher Rong a thumbs-up. She was curious about how Teacher Rong had made such a perfect arrangement.
Teacher Rong pointed at Qin Guan's costume. "It could be used as a formal outfit. I helped Liang Shuping, the inheritor of Jing Embroidery, apply it to non-material cultural heritage. It's her work. She's unparalleled in China."
Then she pointed at a beautiful girl sitting between the flowers. "This is Wang Yanran, a student at the Central Conservatory of Music. She majors in classical musical instruments. You should call her Senior Sister."
Wang Yanran craned her neck from behind Teacher Rong. Her black phoenix eyes twinkled at Qin Guan.
Wow! She looks like a portrait of a lady in ancient times.
It was rare to see such a pure girl in that annoying city. Qin Guan was a little shy. "Hello, Senior Sister."
Wang Yanran smiled at Qin Guan. That handsome boy seems like he's from ancient times himself. "Hello, Junior Brother." She raised her arched eyebrows slightly and gently opened her small red lips. She spoke without exposing her teeth.
Her soft words made the audience shiver. Qin Guan supported his body against the wall to prevent himself from collapsing.
Teacher Rong pointed at the steward. "The original host of the yard employed a professional group to arrange it."
They all expressed their appreciation to Qin Guan, holding drinks and food in their hands. Qin Guan had covered all the expenses.
With tears in his eyes, he turned around, waiting to hear the story of the yard.
"This yard belongs to an old friend of mine. They are abroad, so I borrowed it for the day. You don't need to know their identity."
Qin Guan understood. "Not long ago, I visited some small quadrangle dwellings that cost unbelievable prices. This must be much more expensive."
Teacher Rong nodded. "Especially considering the area it's in."
"Well done for today! I hope you can achieve everything you want with your own effort, instead of asking help from other people." She patted Qin Guan on the back kindly.
Wang Yanran said in a soft voice, "This is bias. He can do anything with his face!"
They all laughed together. The shaking leaves seemed to be talking in the autumn breeze, their happy voices flying high in the sky.
With a basin and a towel in hand, Qin Guan went out of the public bathroom in his slippers. After a busy day, a hot shower was the best way to relax.
On the way to his dormitory, the students passing by couldn't control their eyes. Senior Qin is here. He will graduate in one year. We have to take this chance and enjoy meeting him while we can.
More and more students clustered around him.
"Senior Qin, what are your future plans? Will you do your postgraduate degree at our university?"
"Senior Qin, you are not in a TV show this year. Why? Is it because your perfect looks limit your development, as some commentators have said?"
"Senior Qin, I like you..."
The crowd was like a snowball, getting larger and larger.
Qin Guan covered his chest with the basin and the towel. What do you all want?
"Hey, that's my body wash!"
"It's only an old towel! I'm not lying to you. Stop, it's torn!"
"Hey! Those slippers cost only eight yuan. They're not worth..."
"Give them back to me! How will I walk back without slippers?"
Qin Guan was doing all he could to resist, when suddenly his reinforcements arrived. Led by Ye Dong, his roommates dropped from heaven in a formidable array.
"What are you doing? Stop! You are students at our college! Do you have no shame? You're the same as crazy idolaters! You! I know what you boys do! You just aim at the girls!"
The boys ran away immediately.
"And you! I've told you many times that Qin Guan is not gay! He's not! Yet you dared bribe Liu Xiaoyang with money to change dormitories with him! Are you kidding? If you succeeded, it'd be just like being in the ladies' bathroom!"
Several gay boys turned around and left.
Ye Dong turned to the girls, who were the biggest part of the crowd. "Sisters, you have to choose an idol with high taste, or you'll be laughed at. Look at his low popularity. Most stars could beat him. He only enjoys fame at our college. Most people barely remember his face. You are all sophisticated young women!"
The freshmen, who were the most crazy, got angry at his words. It was unbearable to see their prince criticised.
"You dare defame our idol! Who are you? You're just a peasant!"
"Yes, he must be jealous of Qin Guan!"
Ye Dong was confused. I'm telling the truth! What are you attacking me for?
"You unreasonable women!"
"Are you kidding, bro? You want to reason with women?"
"Just go!"
Suddenly, the situation got out of control again. Qin Guan retreated to the side smartly. Liu Xiaoyang held his bathing stuff for him.
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Chapter 228: Project Decided
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He patted Liu Xiaoyang on the shoulder, whispering, "Run! Meet me in our dormitory!"
Before the fans could surround him completely, Qin Guan had run away in his slippers.
The girls focused on Liu Xiaoyang and Ye Dong, who were too slow to react.
Sparks flied. "That's mine!"
"Go away!" After pushing and shoving, they made the girls leave.
Ye Dong sighed in relief. "Great! We're all safe now."
They had messy hair and clear scratches on their hands and necks. Liu told Ye Dong miserably, "Safe? Are you blind? I was robbed just now. All of Qin Guan's things were taken. There's nothing left!" The collar of his fleece was torn.
His roommates hugged his shoulders, comforting him as they headed to their dormitory. "We'll watch the match in our dormitory."
Around the corner, Mou Xiaoliu, who was observing the situation, asked Huang Jiajia apprehensively, "Why did you urge them to chase Qin Guan? The more competitors, the less hope you'll have..."
Huang Jiajia cast a disdainful look at her. She lost interest and headed to the cafeteria with Mou.
"Mind your own business! He doesn't care about me. but I'll be happy to cause him trouble. You are my friend. Why are you taking his side?" They disappeared at the end of the corridor.
...…
The boys had no idea who the main culprit was. Only when they returned to their dormitory and turned on their newly-installed TV did Qin Guan recall that he had missed countless matches during the National Day holiday.
The Chinese team would definitely qualify. If they won that day, they would also qualify in advance. Qin Gun sat down on a chair without worries, enjoying Liu's massage as an apology. They're just possessions. I'm a rich man! The Adidas body wash gift is enough to last all my roommates for half a year.
The match ended. China won with a score of 1:0. They were all trembling with excitement. Loud cheers filled the whole corridor.
Big red subtitles were occupying the whole screen: We Qualified!
CCTV was always a strict, serious channel, but that rule-breaking subtitle was expressing the delight of fans all over the country.
Some crazy boys began to sing the national anthem at the top of their voices. Students emerged from different doors, trying to express their joy and satisfaction.
Wang Lei, who was renowned for his calmness, was flushed. Liu jumped down from his bed and shouted, "Long live the Chinese team! Long live the World Cup!"
He began to ransack Ye Dong's stuff, his roommates looking at him doubtfully.
"Got it!" Liu took out a folded national flag and spread it with both hands.
"Long live the Chinese team!" he said, rushing out into the ocean of happiness.
Qin Guan covered his face and shouted, "Wait! Wait! Do you want to show your penis to everyone? Don't you feel cold in some places?"
Liu Xiaoyang blinked and tried to arrange his pants. Ye Dong shouted at him, "Put down the flag! What do you want to do with it?"
Qin Guan handed him a pair of slacks. "Be careful! You'll be 19 next year. You've been four years in college, you are no longer a little boy. We're still taking care of you. You should learn some survival skills."
Liu put on his slacks happily and went down the stairs with his babysitters.
It was the moment innumerable fans had been looking forward to. Young guys would be waiting with a vague hope from then on...
Qin Guan had no time to reminiscence in sorrow. He had to finish his thesis during his senior year, so he'd spent all his spare time on work.
After Zhuchuan's decision, the advertising group from Japan had come straight to China. As workaholics, they spent all their spare time on work.
They had to explore the way carefully before entering the market of a foreign country.
In order to help, Qin Guan introduced A.M. to Citizen, which made the director overjoyed.
A client like Citizen would not just bring a large income, but also big honor.
The temporary team worked together effectively and made a detailed plan for the products and the ambassador. After reading the final plan, Qin Guan realized with panic that he would release his first photo album.
Will someone buy it?
The Japanese reassured him that in Japan and South Korea people focused more on looks, so the photo album of a handsome guy would sell well.
To compensate for Qin Guan's poor popularity in Asia, Citizen cooperated with A. M. They contacted different editions of famous fashion magazines in Asia, including VOGUE, ELLE, JJ in Japan, Rayli, and CECI in South Korea, to publish the album together.
The album would be an additional gift for the magazines. It would be attached to the package, so the audience would see the price clearly.
Suddenly, Qin Guan, who had always been a B level model, turned into an A level model. Magazines wanted to cooperate with him to promote the album, which surprised Yin Yan and Qu Xuemei a lot.
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Chapter 229: The Photo Album
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
The young man rapidly took a place in the domestic fashion circle.
Finally, the professionals issued a notice for Qin Guan. He took a deep breath. This sure will be hard work.
With excellent quality and a reasonable price, the 56-page album would cost 35 yuan.
This meant that Qin Guan would have to finish the photoshoot before the release date of all the magazines.
All the photos would be checked by a professional group with a magnifying glass.
Fortunately, the Citizen watch Qin Guan would represent was a classical watch among mechanical ones. The branding business thought that his personality matched the watch perfectly. The watch symbolized independence, self-confidence and a low profile.
The album told the story of a man in an ice-cold metallic city, who had just started his own business. In the deep night, he worked at his desk alone, neon lights shining outside the window.
When he made some achievements at work, he was suddenly surrounded by applause. Tired but satisfied, he was waiting for the last subway home. The dim back view of the lonely man expressed the loneliness of a stranger in a metropolis.
His heart palpitated with excitement when he came across a girl. The girl was Qin Guan's partner. As the female ambassador of Citizen, she had arrived in the capital that day.
The Japanese director nearly pulled his hair out for choosing a film actress to cooperate with Qin Guan.
After careful consideration, they finally chose Fukada Kyōko to be the ambassador of the new ladies' watch.
They met outside the Citizen headquarters for the first time and were quickly followed by countless journalists. Lights were flashing everywhere. Everyone was filled with curiosity about the controversial star.
The staff stopped the journalists and led the two actors into the shooting studio.
Qin Guan and Fukada Kyōko were looking at each other from head to toe. With her pure beautiful face and excellent figure, the girl had quickly become popular in Japan. She had impressed Qin Guan a lot.
As a tough man, Qin Guan never watched Japanese TV series, but she was renowned, not just for her face or figure, but for her romantic interests too. She was known as the Stamp-Collecting Queen [1].
Qin Guan looked at the girl, who was only a little younger than him. Who could imagine that she'd had a three-way romance?
Her ex-boyfriends included Takizawa Hideaki, Noriyuki Higashiyama (their relationship had lasted for only one year), and the hot scriptwriter Shinji Nojima (who had been the third party).
The hot actress, who had made her debut two years earlier, had already begun collecting handsome boys.
The staff made a short introduction. Kyoko Fukada bowed before Qin Guan politely and then followed her assistant to the dressing room.
Looking at her back, Qin Guan touched his jaw. He would need a translator while he worked with the Japanese girl. He believed it was necessary to handle several foreign languages considering that he would have to work with a foreign brand.
Several days earlier, he had begun to study Japanese. He had even audited some Japanese classes at the training school and had mastered the basics of Japanese dialogue.
There would be some unique words during the shooting though. To avoid a misunderstanding, Qin Guan had relied on a translator during the negotiation.
Kyoko entered her dressing room and gave up her cute girl act. She sat in a chair, folding her legs up.
The dresser got to work while she shared her opinion on Qin Guan with her assistant.
"My Chinese partner is so handsome, Yumiko! My vision was too narrow! I'll ask my agent to find foreign stars for me."
Yumiko smiled, her eyes narrowing to slits. "You're right, Ms. Kyoko. You have to work harder now. If you became a superstar in Asia, you would get more chances to work abroad."
Facing the mirror, Kyoko Fukada gently smoothed pink lip gloss over her lips and kissed the air. "Mr. Qin is really handsome. All the girls will fall in love with him. Am I right, Yumiko?"
Yumiko was nervous. You are my elder sister, Fukada. This is just a photo album. Did you find your true love again?
Kyoko seemed to know what she was thinking about. She turned around and cast a soft glance at her assistant.
"Don't worry, I prefer a man who can stay with me. I'm a textbook feminist. A lover from a foreign country is not my cup of tea."
She looked at herself in the large mirror. The girl reflected in it was dressed in a backless one-piece. "I'm jealous of those sexy girls," she murmured to herself disappointedly.
She looked even younger when she grumbled.
By the time Kyoko Fukada finished getting dressed and went to the studio, the crew had also arranged everything.
Qin Guan was standing on set in a dark grey suit, wearing a dark gold Citizen watch. The fine diamonds on it were shining in the light.
He had broad shoulders and a straight back. The close-fitting suit complimented his slender waist and long legs.
According to the script, Qin Guan, a successful businessman, had just found his other half. Wearing a long dress, Kyoko Fukada had to bend over his back with emotion and express her happiness for their meeting.
Translator's Thoughts
Lan Lan
[1] Stamps here stand for men.
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Chapter 230: The Girlfriend's Visit
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A slight touch of their bodies would be enough.
Glancing at Qin Guan's long legs and thick shoulders meaningfully though, Kyoko stooped over his back tightly.
Qin Guan was unaware of what she was doing. Luckily, her body was light, so he fixed his posture quickly. The photographer was waiting patiently for the female star.
The naughty girl pushed her soft body against his again. Qin Guan dared not move, even though he felt two soft balls touch his back. Her thin silk dress couldn't hide her boobs.
Kyoko Fukada saw Qin Guan's neck tighten and his blue veins pulse. She smiled to herself and embraced his waist with her arm, placing her other hand on his back.
"Okay!" she said in Japanese.
She caressed his back gently, murmuring again in Japanese, "His back is so broad!"
Qin Guan's hair stood on end. She thinks I can't understand Japanese. She is teasing me in her language. I know what she's saying though!
The photo had a strange emotion to it thanks to her behavior.
When he saw the pictures, Qin Guan let out a long breath. Thank god my face is not visible. Sister Xue would have been amused by my twisted expression! F*ck! This girl is even worse than Fang Meiya. At least she only used her charm and words to seduce me. This one goes straight to action!
What was worse, her assistants seemed indifferent to the matter. They saw Qin Guan as another stamp in Kyoko Fukada's collection.
It was too dangerous. According to Qin Guan's small experience with women, with so many foreign and domestic journalists there, the news would spread fast.
During the break, Qin Guan expressed his worry to Sister Xue. She smiled. "Are you afraid of your popularity decreasing if girls know you have a girlfriend? Are you afraid you'll have less female fans?"
Qin Guan shook his head hesitantly. "That has nothing to do with me. I live my own life. This is just a job I took by chance."
Sister Xue clapped her hands. "That's it! Just ask your girlfriend… What's her name... Cong Nianwei! Ask her to come visit you now if she's free. She will give enough material to the media."
Qin Guan suddenly understood. He called his girlfriend, who he was anxiously longing for.
"Qin Guan? What's the matter?"
Cong Nianwei sounded confused. The day before, Qin Guan had told her about the job, so she had been taking notes during their classes for him. Why is he calling me now?
Qin Guan was speaking hesitantly. He couldn't explain to her.
Sister Xue was impatient though. She bowed to the waiting photographer apologetically and grabbed the phone.
In a few words, she gave Cong Nianwei an idea about the situation. "Kyoko Fukada and Qin Guan?" Cong Nianwei asked in surprise.
Lan Jin, who was sitting nearby, tried to eavesdrop. "What? Kyoko Fukada? Oh my god! Where is she? Where is she? She's my dream woman!"
He stared at Cong Nianwei like a puppy.
Cong Nianwei was speechless. "Is that okay with you?" she asked Sister Xue. "Really? Okay..." She hung up and nodded at Lan Jin helplessly. "Three rules: keep a distance, keep silent, and be invisible. If you can do that, you can take me there."
Lan Jin nodded energetically, afraid that Cong Nianwei would change her mind. As soon as the tutor dismissed them, he helped her put away her books.
As they went out of the building though, they saw two students following them.
"He Ming? Guan Jian?"
Cong Nianwei glanced at Guan, who straightened his strong body and coughed. "Do you need a bodyguard, Cong Nianwei?"
Cong Nianwei sized the two guys up disdainfully. They seemed gentle under normal circumstances. That's men's nature though.
Lan Jin was excited to see them. "Keep a distance, keep silent, and be invisible. Can you do that?"
The two young guys, who were used to being the center of attention, nodded unconsciously.
What could Cong Nianwei do? I'll just take them there. They are Qin Guan's friends anyway.
Cong Nianwei nodded and Lan Jin took the lead, running to the parking lot. "Hurry up! Time is wasting!"
When Cong Nianwei got in the Ferrari, which was the same color as Lan Jin's hair, she felt deeply regretful.
The three cars reached the Citizen offices as quick as a flash.
Cong Nianwei entered the building in her casual clothes, followed by the three striking boys. The receptionist led them upstairs with a smile.
Our boss sure has good insight. The ambassador he chose has such a striking girlfriend. He must be a great man!
He led them to the shooting studio, just as Qin Guan was coming out of the fitting room.
He was in an elegant white shirt. The buttons on his chest were all unfastened, revealing a wonderful view.
Lan Jin whistled at him in appreciation before shrinking back when he saw Cong Nianwei's cold expression.
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