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Chapter 441: A Good Bath Towel
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
The meaningful expression in her eyes and her soft blond hair impressed Qin Guan a lot. He shook his head and looked back at his mighty Hummer with the typical confidence of an elite.
"Good! Cut!" The director stopped the cameras. Samantha's first scene was finished.
There were only two relative shots left, which would be finished the next day. This was the high efficiency of American TV series.
Qin Guan rushed up to Kim in the parking lot. The woman spoke to him with a smile, "I like both vigorous Hummers and household Fords..."
Qin Guan stood there silently, holding the key of his small blue Ford. Qu was annoyed.
"What are you looking at? She is old enough to be your mom! Go! Go! You have a girlfriend at home! Stop flirting all the time!"
After half an hour, Qin Guan still felt wronged. When he got to his apartment, he tried to get Cong Nianwei to comfort him.
"Wei, Qu is really mean to me. She always shouts at me. Even the slightest disagreement makes her angry. I must have done something to her in a past life."
Cong Nianwei was working on a thick pile of papers as she answered his question. A pencil was balanced behind her ear.
"Is she a good agent?"
"Yes."
"Is your schedule more reasonable after her rearrangements?"
"Yes."
"Is she corrupted?"
"No."
Cong Nianwei turned her head around and smiled, her hair falling on her shoulders. "That's enough. A strict, responsible agent is much better than a white-washing b*tch. Actually, I hope everyone around you is like Sister Qu."
Qin Guan burst into laughter and hugged her around the waist from behind. "Aha! You are jealous! Don't worry! My love is like the sun and the moon. It will never change."
Her pencil left a post-modern style mark on the paper.
"Ah! My graph! This took me two hours to make!"
"Wei, it's really late. Time for bed..."
Qin Guan was both suffering and having fun. The next day, he arrived at the studio with a sweet smile. In several minutes though, his smile had faded away. He was naked except for a pair of flowery shorts. A kind-hearted assistant gave him a bathing towel.
In that scene, Samantha would visit Qin Guan's apartment with a flower basket while Qin Guan was taking a shower.
Dear director and scriptwriter, I would like to remind you that this is a predictable joke!
The audience always liked that kind of story though.
Great! This is my first TV series, and I have to sacrifice myself like in my first indie film.
As Qin Guan was about to cover himself with the towel, the director sneered at him.
"Hey! Don't do that. You are not a peasant! The towel should be on your chest. Act sexy, okay?"
Then he came over and pulled his shorts down.
"Let me go! What are you doing?"
The shorts were now under Qin Guan's navel. They nearly fell down as people looked at him from behind.
"But, but..."
"But what? Cover yourself!"
Dear Qu Xuemei, why were you so happy when you were giving me instructions?
Qin Guan sprinkled some water onto his body.
"Attention! We're doing the scene in the bathroom. Three, two, camera!"
Qin Guan opened the door and saw Samantha standing outside with a flirting smile.
"Sorry, I was taking a shower..." Qin Guan looked shy. His lean muscles were visible on the camera pointed at his back.
The assistant stared at Samantha in the lens. She's so lucky to have such a sexy encounter.
"I prepared a gift basket for our new neighbour. There's cheese, ham, condoms and handcuffs inside."
While Samantha was saying something provocative, the director zoomed in on Qin Guan. His oiled skin looked sexy and full of light. Crystal-like, clear drops were running down along his cheeks, jaw, Adam's apple, and strong chest till they reached the towel.
That common towel became an object of admiration.
Qin Guan's expression seemed to be acknowledging her invitation.
"Handcuffs?" He raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"From the bar next door," Samantha replied at once.
It was an SM bar with all kinds of equipment.
She handed him the box and basket. "I hope you'll enjoy them."
Qin Guan stopped smiling. With an evil, flirting expression, he warned the sexy woman, "If I take them, my towel will fall down..."
"I know..." Samantha was frank.
Qin Guan smiled again, this time with the embarrassment of a boy and the confidence of an elite. He was good at combining different kinds of charm. He was like a sexy conqueror.
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Chapter 442: Exhausted
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The female audience would feel as if they were being conquered by such a man.
Suddenly, Qin Guan threw the towel away. The camera turned immediately to Samantha. I know you all want to see everything underneath, but I'm wearing shorts. Ha ha!
Samantha seized Qin Guan's body up boldly. Then she went into his room with the basket, walking up to the naked man leisurely.
Meanwhile, the voiceover was saying, "After a short while, Samantha enjoyed Chip the stockbroker."
"Cut! Excellent! Five-minute break before the next scene!"
The director was watching them with relish. Everyone was regretting letting Qin Guan wear shorts. They were happy though, because the next scene was a sex scene!
In American TV series, there were sex scenes everywhere. Qin Guan lay down helplessly on the bed, waiting for the director's instructions. The whole crew, including the female janitor, were trying to find an excuse to come over.
I feel like a monkey in the zoo. Have you never seen a naked man before?
Of course, but you are the most handsome man we have seen naked.
"Ready? Three, two, camera!"
After restraining them for a long time, Qin Guan's emotions burst out like a runaway horse.
"Yes... Oh, yes..."
"Yes..."
His eyes were closed tight and his arms were spread from the extreme sensation. His bed was shaking violently, making cracking noises. At the climax, he suddenly opened his eyes .
"Oh, yes..."
Samantha fell on the bed and lay down beside Qin Guan.
Hm… Not the missionary type...
After sex, people were inclined to open their hearts to each other and enjoy their intimacy. Qin Guan felt that he needed to do something for the beautiful woman in his bed.
What did women want? Love? A warm and sweet everyday life? Jewellery? Money? To pay his sexy partner back, Qin Guan shared a secret with her.
"I have never done this before, but I have some inside information I want to share with you. Yalong Pharmacy will rise sharply in the stock market in the following days..." Chip told Samantha.
"Yalong Pharmacy?" Although she was panting after their strenuous activity, Samantha didn't forget to put it down on her notebook. "Thanks, honey."
Qin Guan hugged her from behind and kissed her earlobe gently. Kim shivered slightly. If we were not filming, I'd definitely do something with you.
She had to control herself though. Meanwhile, Qin Guan was whispering sweet words to her. "You are wonderful..." He patted her bottom vigorously as they continued their games in bed.
The director turned off the camera without telling them.
The two of them looked at each other. No one dared look back at the camera. Kim was only in her underwear, while Qin Guan was in the same flowery shorts he had been wearing earlier.
Their legs were interlocked. Two fair arms were supported on the bed on either side of Qin Guan's head. He smelled a faint fragrance of roses.
"I'm exhausted..." Kim pretended to feel weak. Actually, she could have gone rock-climbing with her bare hands.
"I can't support my body." Suddenly, two full boobs in a green bra were falling towards him. In two seconds, they would be on Qin Guan's face.
What can I do? What can I do? He would be the first actor to be run over by boobs.
Suddenly, someone grabbed his ankles and pulled him down. He flew out of the bed and fell onto the floor with a bang.
Kim fell on the sheets, while Qin Guan landed on the floor, one of his ankles in Qu's hands. Qu must have been possessed by Mou Xiaoliu. She had pulled a weight of more than 70 kilos.
"Come here!" Qu let Qin Guan go and clenched her fists.
Essen, who was the mastermind, realized that nobody had noticed him. "Okay! Cut! Ten-minute break!" he said quickly in a low voice before he ran away.
Crack... That was Qu's fingers.
"Come here, you b*tch!"
Kim shook her head fiercely in bed. "Never!"
"Come here! I won't touch you!"
Liar! The woman turned into a kitten.
"It's my… My fault... Forgive me!"
"For what?"
"I'm not concentrated on acting. I was flirting with him..."
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Chapter 443: On Show
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Qu cast a disdainful look at her.
"This guy is mine!" Qu pointed at her own nose. "I know you are an expert at man hunting, but keep your claws away from him!"
Qu felt grieved. How dare you lay a finger on my pie!
"Understand?"
Kim nodded. Although she had been the first offender, her confession had seemed sincere, so the queen cut her some slack.
Qin Guan was sitting on the floor, admiring the two ladies. Suddenly, Qu shouted at him.
"Get ready for the next scene! Careful with your shorts!"
Qin Guan was relaxed though. My girlfriend is right. I am lucky to have such a strict agent.
After a fierce stare-down, Kim was defeated. Before leaving for the fitting room, she cast a regretful, sad look at Qin Guan. He couldn't help but shiver.
Soon, she came back out in black lace underwear, revealing her sexy body.
"Get ready, everyone!" the director shouted.
Qin Guan lay down on the bed again. The sheets had been changed. He held his arms up and put them on the railings by the bedside. Then a property master locked his hands there with handcuffs.
"Actors!" At the command of the director, Kim climbed on the bed with a seductive smile.
Qu twisted the newspaper in her hand. I should be getting some sleep at home on the weekends! I deserve it!
Knowing the power of the Asian woman, Kim dared not play with fire. She kneeled on the bed and nodded at the director.
"Final scene! Three, two, camera!"
The camera started filming. In a moment, Kim became Samantha. She was playing happily above Qin Guan, giggling and flirting with him. Qin Guan didn't show his face. It was strange for him to look up at Samantha. He wanted to laugh.
The two of them were doing physical exercises on the bed. It was not romantic, but it was funny. Suddenly, the door opened.
Two men came in, both bald and wearing tacky grey coats. They looked like Manhattan policemen.
Annoyed, Samantha shouted. "F*ck off! I'm busy!"
The director couldn't help but shiver. Such resentment!
The men were not scared though. "FBI. You are arrested for insider trading, Chip."
The camera turned to Qin Guan, who looked at them blankly, both hands still locked on the railings. Although there was a beautiful girl on top of him, he was rendered impotent.
"You must be quite the womanizer. Whenever a girl lies in your bed, the Dow Jones index rises."
The FBI agent failed to open the handcuffs. It was embarrassing. He actually had to ask for help from Samantha.
"Please unlock them, madam. He has to put ours on."
Samantha did as she was told calmly. "Good men are always taken by the police."
How many men have been taken from your bed by the police?
The director zoomed in on Qin Guan, who fully deserved the title of "Wall Street Playboy". Despite the circumstances, he cast a flirting look at Samantha.
The director gave him a thumbs up. The actor was perfect. He was neither pleased by his gains, nor saddened by his personal losses.
Three scenes were finished in two days. Such was the high efficiency of weekly American TV series. The audience ratings were surprisingly high. The episode would be airing on CBO the following week.
Meanwhile, the film "Elephant" had been sent to Cannes and would be in theaters both in France and America at the same time. Of course, no one expected it to be bought by a good theater chain. Profit always ruled.
Thanks to the considerate publishing, production and investment though, the film would finally be opening in a cinema special for indie films in America. Because of its ambiguous subject, it would only get one week.
It would be playing twice a day though, if that was any consolation.
As a result, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei's timetable would include watching a film in the daytime and a TV series at night. When they stood by the entrance of the best indie cinema in New York, they were shocked.
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Chapter 444: Escaping from the Cinema
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
The Sunshine Cinema, which was first established in 1909, used to be a Jewish circus. It always showed indie films and it was a harbor for independent movies. The white European-style building with the splendid yellow LEDs was a beautiful sight in New York at night.
They walked up to the ticket office and saw that the latest indie movies were on in all the theaters. America was tolerant of underground movies.
"Two for 'Elephant'. Fourth or fifth row..."
"Six dollars each. Twelve dollars in total."
Considering the average resident income in New York, it was quite cheap.
They walked to Theater No. 2 with their tickets. Two people who were dressed like artists were complaining there. "Wow! It's not in Theater No.1. Let's just pray there's less people."
Why? Why did the theater matter? Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei entered the theater with a sense of foreboding.
They admired the sense of art in cinemas. Unlike ordinary amphitheater cinemas though, the chairs there were placed along the same horizontal line. It was like a traditional Chinese Peking Opera theater or a mini drama hall.
Suddenly, the popcorn in Qin Guan's mouth started to taste bad. Cong Nianwei smiled though. "As long as a two-meter tall man is not sitting in front of us, this will not affect us. There are only 10 minutes left before the film begins and there are few people inside..."
You are so good at comforting others...
Qin Guan sat down on his assigned seat helplessly. There were only 30 to 40 people sitting in the theater, which could hold about 400 people in total.
Qin Guan lost any hope that the movie would get any publicity.
The projector started working. Qin Guan made his debut on the screen. Lights and shadows were meeting in the dark hall. It was silent. Only the sound of people chewing popcorn could be heard occasionally.
When Qin Guan appeared on the screen though, a group of people on their right shouted in surprised low voices.
"That boy is so handsome! I was about to fall asleep, but he woke me up."
"Hey, John, isn't that boy familiar?" They kept talking as the plot progressed.
"I remember now! He is from our college! I have seen his picture in the newspaper. I bought the product he was advertising!"
"What product?"
"The Armani perfume. Didn't you see the advertisement?"
"The vampire? Oh my! Stop talking. I want to watch the film carefully."
The small group paused its conversation to watch Qin Guan's performance. Soon, they screamed out again loudly.
"Wow! What a nice figure!"
"Go on! Go on!"
"Ah! The camera turned away!"
This is an indie film, ladies, not a porn video. Okay?
Cong Nianwei was interested in the film at first, but then she was annoyed by the noise. How is such a film so popular?
She was right. The film ended suspensefully in 90 minutes. Fans of indie films had their own opinions. The lamps on the ceiling turned on one by one, indicating that the audience had to leave.
Qin Quan winked at Cong Nianwei and asked her proudly. "Your boyfriend is perfect, right?"
Before she could answer, someone shouted behind them. "Qin Guan!"
They looked back to see some American girls staring at them, holding Coca Cola and popcorn in their hands.
"It's him! Nina, Alice, come here!" Their screams attracted attention from the whole audience.
"What's happening?"
"The protagonist! He came to watch the film! He's really good!"
They fixed their eyes on Qin Guan, the only shining point in the theater.
What should I do?
If one encountered a dangerous beast in a wild field, they couldn't turn around and run. They had to retreat slowly. The girls were human beings though, not beasts. They threw their popcorn away and rushed up to them. It was too late for Qin Guan to escape. Several hands started grabbing his shirt.
"Well done, Qin Guan!"
"We are Columbia students. Stop running!"
Qin Guan tried his best to get rid of their claws. He ran as fast as possible along the corridors between the seats with Cong Nianwei. In a few seconds, they were back in their car, leaving the sad fans behind, beating their chests in sorrow.
Qin Guan's long legs had saved his life again.
In fact, Qin Guan wanted to talk to the audience, but not to those vigorous girls. He got some feedback soon though, as one of his fans, a girl from Barnard, rushed back to college hurriedly.
She was a contributing reporter of the school newspaper, and she wanted to publish the news on the next issue. Besides, as a senior gossip lover on the entertainment forum, Vivian wanted to share her experience of the thrilling intimate contact she'd had with the star of the film.
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Chapter 445: Qin Guan's Limited Influence
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OMG didn't refer to Omega, but a website subordinated to YAHOO. It engaged in star and celebrity gossip, and the posts there exceeded one's imagination.
There was a group of amateur reporters who were good at uncovering the dirty laundry of the stars. They would combine clues they found in their junk and share the information with the public regularly.
The information was always about trifle things, such as the food and shopping habits of the stars, but the public was very interested in them.
Vivian logged into OMG and posted a picture of an escaping Qin Guan and a copy of her movie ticket.
The title of the post was the meaningful, "The secret hero of an indie film."
She described the process of meeting Qin Guan at the cinema, as well as the handsomeness of the actor in real life. She added a picture of Qin Guan from VOGUE.
Everyone was really jealous of her experience. As a senior member of OMG, she got 1,000 kudos for her post in half a day.
"The film is not in theaters in my state. Is there a DVD out yet?"
"Same question. I'm interested in watching it."
The school newspaper was already being printed. Vivian was really glad to see the replies. Although she was extremely busy, she managed to post detailed information about the film.
"Right now, the film is only in theaters in New York and Los Angeles, but you should pay attention to Netflix. There will be a DVD for rent soon."
OMG was the largest gossip forum in America. The news spread in only one day. The power of underground movies was slowly growing. However, the official critics, which Qin Guan was focused on the most, were as silent as the suburbs in the morning.
The next day, he bought "The New York Times" on his way to college. Unfortunately, he saw nothing about "Elephant" in the movie review section.
Depressed, he was planning on asking his girlfriend to comfort him. However, he realized that everyone on campus was staring at them. Cong Nianwei smiled when she saw the school newspaper on a shelf. Qin Guan's photo took up the whole page. He was in a military uniform, holding a gun. His beauty was unparalleled!
"Cheer for Our Handsome Qin Guan: An Indie Film."
Cong Nianwei waved the paper at Qin Guan. "At least you are popular on campus."
Qin Guan's supporters decided to contribute to his box office success after reading about the news.
After class, Liu came over with her girl force. "President, we just got some funding from the Chinatown small traders. It's a special sponsorship for you."
"A film club? What's that?"
"Why didn't you tell me about the movie? You are not loyal!" Xu finally said after restraining himself during the whole class.
"I just invited our Chinese schoolmates to watch the film in the name of the trading union. Do you know what we called this before 1949? Flattery!"
Bang! Qin Guan patted him on the back. "That's poor Chinese of you. I'm not a Peking Opera actor!"
Xu felt wronged. "I tried my best to promote you. Everyone in Chinatown heard about the news... Hey, come back! I'm your sponsor..."
Hundreds of students from Columbia poured into the Sunshine Cinema. The ticket seller, who was used to being lazy, was now in a hurry to deal with the long queue before him.
"Two tickets for 'Elephant'."
"Ten tickets for 'Elephant'."
Several couples were confused by the long queue.
"What's happening? Is there a famous indie film on?"
"'Elephant'? No idea. It must be an independent film with a limited budget. It has to be good if there's so many people here to see it though. Shall we take a look?"
All 400 tickets were sold out soon. The long queue was not shortened though.
"What? It's sold out for today? Tomorrow? I will be busy tomorrow. Will you add another screening?"
The manager was shocked by the crowded hall. He checked the timetable and decided to add a temporary screening.
Luckily, the long queue went into another hall. The shrewd manager called the boss to report everything to him.
"Yes, I have taken care of everyone, but there are still people coming occasionally. Yes, I'll add two more screenings tomorrow. We have one spare theater... No problem!"
The screenings were doubled after the call. The film would be played for two weeks.
New York Box Office on the first day: 720 dollars
Los Angeles Box Office on the first day: 600 dollars
New York Box Office on the second day: 7,000 dollars
Los Angeles Box Office on the second day: over 800 dollars
The box office the next day was multiplied by 10!
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Chapter 446: The Power of A Single Person
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Charles, a film critic who was passing by, was intrigued by the long queue outside the Sunshine Cinema. He bought a second-hand ticket from a Chinese old lady at the high price of 10 dollars and followed the line of Chinese people into the crowded hall.
He fixed his eyes on the screen right away.
Despite all the noise around him, as well as the poor projecting conditions, Charles was totally absorbed into the shooting skills of the director, the story and the main actor.
The film was a Triton among minnows compared to other messy independent films.
When the film ended, ignoring the strange looks other people were giving him, he ran along the streets as fast as possible. He wanted to express his feelings by writing a brilliant article.
At the last minute, the editor of "The New York Times" received a film review from Charles about an independent minority film. Luckily, it was a short one. The editor decided to add a paragraph to his column.
On the fourth day, thanks to the surging box office success of the film in New York, all 107 cinemas of the US paid attention to the film. There was also an article published in The New York Times.
"Review by Charles, a famous film critic: Without the main actor and the final climax, the film would have been a boring one. The shooting skills and narrative approach of the director added novelty to it though..."
That could be considered a direct approval of an indie film. Vivian forwarded the link to OMG without trouble, as well as the statistics of the rising box office success of "Elephant".
"I'm getting more and more interested in this film. I'm pleased to see it playing in my city."
"Qin Guan looked like an immortal on NYLON. The big screen is a decisive test for handsome men. I'll go watch it."
It was strange. Generally speaking, the box office of the first day tended to be the highest. This was not true about "Elephant" though. The cinemas playing it increased from two to 107, and on the third day, the box office was double as much as on the first day.
...
Strange things were going on.
Han Zhujiu and his guys were sitting at the front row of a cinema. People from Chinatown had booked the entire theater. He had decided to help his lifesaver. What f*cking story does the film tell us though?
"F*ck! You bastards! Wake up!"
"Oh? Is it finished?"
"What a shame! I shouldn't have brought you guys. You are insulting art! Art!"
An elegant old couple came out of another hall, talking about the film, and saw the Chinese gangsters leaving the hall solemnly in a formidable, orderly array.
"China sure is a country with a long history and a splendid culture. Those boys watched a private screening."
"Yes. Education in America is very concerning. Even Chinese gangsters get together to watch an indie film."
As a result, the Chinese people in Chinatown were labeled as "art lovers".
A week later, the ranking box office list in North America was released. "Elephant" was 10th on the list of indie films with a total box office of 270,000 dollars.
Director Gus heard the news in Cannes. He was attending a publicity conference for his movie. When he was told, he thought something was wrong with his ears.
Actually, he had directed the movie only because it was his dream. He had wanted to realize his dream before his savings ran out. What was happening now?
He had gotten all his investment back without even getting any publicity. From the next week onwards, half of the box office would pour right into his pocket. According to the statistics, the box office was supposed to be rising.
His lips were quivering slightly. Judging by the Chinese audience, he knew that his lucky star was Qin Guan.
As he looked at the application form for best actor, he laughed happily. Being accepted by a mainstream audience was his lifelong goal. He was no longer fixated on the Cannes festival.
He didn't care whether he would win the award or not. He would rather be an independent director. His assistant noticed that he seemed to be relieved from all his burdens. He looked refreshed and confident.
Qu Xuemei had just finished a half-hour video call with the elegant Italian old man. From then on, Qin Guan would become one of the three exclusive models of Armani.
Not all Haute Couture of famous brands was accepted by fashion experts though. Firstly, couture had to be high-end. Secondly, the designer had to be well-known. Thirdly, one should have enough handwork masters working for their studio. Finally, the show and representative models were also important.
Billionaires did not like to wear the same clothes as a nobody.
Thanks to the popularity of "Elephant", the clever old man had selected Qin Guan as their exclusive model during the board meeting.
Qu let out a long breath of relief. Qin Guan had set one foot on the stage of top fashion. Whether he would also set the other foot would depend on his ability.
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Chapter 447: Explosion
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
The artistic youth of Columbia went crazy over "Elephant". Girls of senior and middle school were fighting over NYLON copies. Qin Guan's fans were searching for film tickets at high prices. If they knew what he was doing at the same time, they would have died.
What was Qin Guan doing? He was digging in his toes with a finger in the bathroom.
Cong Nianwei had prepared beer and cold dishes and turned on the TV for the evening CBO show.
"Hurry up, Qin Guan. Your series will be on soon!"
"Wei, come and rub my back. I can find no bathhouse or feet trimming experts in New York. What if I opened a bathhouse?"
Cong Nianwei cast him a supercilious look in the misty bathroom. "Bad idea. American people would never go there. Besides, where would you open it? In Chinatown? It would be meaningless!"
"Han Zhujiu could take care of the security... Stand still!"
"Wow! Awesome! I feel lighter now. On the right... Yes… Lower..."
Cong Nianwei's cheeks were as red as cherries.
They sat together amid the steam, with a bath towel covering their bodies. Qin Guan's first TV series had just started.
...
On the screen, Qin Guan and Samantha were fighting like monsters, while on the couch before the TV, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were...
Bending over his bare chest, Cong Nianwei let her long black hair hang down on her fair shoulders.
"Qin Guan?"
"Yes?"
"We missed the show."
"It's no big deal. It's just the boring love life of an American woman."
"But I wanted to watch your erotic scene..."
"It was clumsy. There's nothing to see. It's true. Just go to sleep..."
Feeling guilty, Qin Guan stretched his arm out under her head to make her more comfortable.
He had done that on purpose. A jealous woman was the most terrible thing in life. As he thought of that, Qin Guan felt extreme pain on his thigh.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were the only ones who had missed the episode. The target audience of "Sex and City" were mainly housewives and white-collar workers, who sat before their TV early at home. Even if they were at work, they didn't forget to turn on the TV.
Samantha was their favorite character. She was the brightest point of the show. They wondered which man would be her next prey.
The sixth season would be the final one. The first episode didn't disappoint the fans. A fresh face appeared on the screen.
"Wow! He's so handsome!"
"Picky Samantha is good at choosing a man."
Countless young men and women, who were deeply in love but unable to fulfil their desires, admired Samantha's love hunting skills. Some female OMG users thought that the stockbroker looked familiar. They paused the show and looked at Qin Guan carefully. Finally, they recognized him.
The VOGUE on the couch had Qin Guan's photos on the back cover. On the shelf was a picture of Qin Guan from the Oscars on the cover of NYLON.
OMG was full of posts about Qin Guan.
"Did anybody watch 'Sex and the City' tonight? Were you satisfied with it?"
"The only highlight of the first episode was Samantha's new boyfriend. Can anyone tell me his name?"
"I read through two fashion magazines and found an Easter egg."
"I want to know the connection between 'Elephant' and 'Sex and the City.'"
The last post shocked all the users. Yes, they were indeed the same person.
The indie actor had guest starred in a popular TV series! More striking news followed.
"Qin Guan, Chinese. Actor of 'Heroes', which was nominated for Best Foreign Film. I saw him on the Oscars red carpet."
There was a riot. What? The Oscars?
The 75th Oscar award ceremony had had the lowest audience ratings.
"'Heroes' will be on in July all over USA. I read the news on IMDb..."
American internet users were searching everywhere for information. Now that they had found a mysterious treasure, they couldn't help but explore even deeper.
There were stars shining in Vivian's green eyes as she sat before her computer. Worship me, you worldlings! You will never know the true world of my idol!
"Qin Guan is a talented Columbia student. He came to the US six months ago and got his AICPA. He has his own independent accounting firm. He is really winning at life."
It was like a bomb thrown into a small, shallow pool. The fish, shrimp and mud at the bottom were destroyed by the explosion.
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Chapter 448: Baselworld
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Fortunately, the gossip about Qin Guan was limited among a minority interested in indie films and fashion. If this was in OMG, American indoorsmen and hackers would have come out boldly.
Still, losers had come out resolutely.
"A yellow-skinned monkey of little value. What award did he get?"
"A man making a living on his appearance. This must be an advertisement for his firm. That vulgar newly rich generation..."
Jealous people were everywhere. They were not just in China.
Such bitter comments made Vivian angry. Before she could roll her sleeves up, those strange posts suddenly started disappearing.
"F*ck!" a wretched man shouted at his black screen. If he was right, his computer must have burned down. It was deep at night. A group of computers were burned all over the US. In a messy dormitory at Columbia, Rongzhi clicked his mouse in an elegant manner.
"Fixed it!" I'll destroy all the computers whose owners insulted my prince!
The aggressors set off an alarm bell for Vivian. Qin Guan's fan club was already established online. After careful voting and interviews, they selected a new name: "Mainstay".
The name was of majestic power, balance and honesty. It sounded much better than "South Korean fad". Those years, the South Korean fad had just sprouted, while Qin Guan had his own fan club in the US and Asia.
Qin Guan had no idea about what had happened online, although it would influence his career in the future. After getting a good night's sleep, he flew to Switzerland to join the Tiffany staff.
That was something very convenient about his work. Top models would fly everywhere. Their short-term work would give them more choices when they were accepting offers.
Cong Nianwei stood by Qin Guan happily with a North Face travelling bag. She was going to be his assistant this time. It was the first time they would be travelling abroad ever since they had come to America. Besides, their destination was Switzerland, a country famous for its watches, chocolate and candy. Cong Nianwei could already taste their bitter sweetness.
The journey was sweet and warm. Their hands were locked until they arrived at the hotel.
Basel was a beautiful European city. It was the fourth biggest city in Switzerland. While it had a population of only 18,000, it was much smaller than a Chinese town. It was bordering with France on the Northwest and with Germany on the Northeast. Its special location was typical for Switzerland.
The Rhine River went across the city, giving it an element of romance and art. On the left bank was the old Basel, the financial center of Switzerland. On the right bank was the new Basel, the most beloved city in the country.
There were art studios, craft workshops, handmade cheese shops with a long history and coffee bars as old as Cong Nianwei's grandma. The old European buildings reminded people of a time when Swiss girls danced in white aprons.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei walked along the streets hurriedly.
"We can stay here for a few days after I finish work..."
"Okay!"
The next day, Cong Nianwei helped Qin Guan get ready in the Tiffany meeting room. He was in the latest Armani Haute Couture, a privilege that exclusive models enjoyed. They could wear the latest Haute Couture for free when appearing at other non-formal wear shows.
This might have seemed generous, but it was actually an advertisement amid the fashion circle. Qin Guan was fond of that rule though. Most of his money went to formal outfits for publicity events. So many people would be jealous of such a chance.
Michael was the leader of the Tiffany team. As a high-ranking manager of Tiffany, he was also responsible for the fair.
He sized Qin Guan's outfit up in appreciation. It was a conservative royal blue suit that would go very well with all the jewellery.
His buttons were fastened and his tie was perfect. His assistant also brought a bow tie of the same color as an alternative option.
He is a professional model worthy of Armani.
Tiffany didn't focus on appearance though. As the global economy declined, all the top jewellery brands were suffering from stress. Tiffany concentrated on the commercial value of models.
Several business cars arrived at the Baselworld fair early in the morning. Everyone was shocked by the site.
There were five halls in total. Baselworld had originally started from watches, so in Hall No. 1 to Hall No. 4 the stages were reserved for top watches. Hall No. 5 was the costliest one in the fair.
Top brand jewellery from all over the world was assembled in that hall. After the press conferences, there would be auctions and purchases every day, which was the highlight of the fair.
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Chapter 449: The Show
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The silver feather ceiling and indigo walls made the whole building look super modern.
Hall No.1 was the largest. Halls No. 2 to No. 4 were shaped like cubes and stationed on opposite sides. Hall No. 5 was the innermost one, a rare polygonal building.
Cong Nianwei was amazed by the architecture.
"You can idle around later, when I'm at work. Michael has the blueprints of the buildings. I can ask him to give them to you. Did you bring your tools along?"
He paused suddenly. Cong Nianwei had taken her toolkit out of her large backpack. She is studying on our trip! It's wonderful to have a straight-A student as a girlfriend.
The jewellery designer opened the refined chests one by one to reveal the best jewellery sets to the audience. Actually, the entire police force of the city had been stationed around the hall. If one added the top security agencies hired by the brands, the halls were as safe as a fortress. It would take bandits a month to raid them.
Following the instructions of the designer, Qin Guan fastened a pair of sleeve buttons onto his white shirt. They were polished sapphires inlaid on platinum bases. The two materials were connected perfectly by filigree.
To make the buttons stand out, Qin Guan took off his coat, leaving only his dark blue waistcoat and white shirt on.
There was a pin of the same design on his tie. Unlike the buttons, the pin was made of rare obsidian, which looked steady and elegant on the tie.
Qin Guan picked up a business cardholder as thin as a cicada's' wings. Its lid and bottom were carved from an entire sapphire.
The coldness on his palm thrilled Qin Guan. It was a combination of the inspiration of one of the top jewellery designers and a fruit of the painstaking labor of craft masters.
It was a three-piece set necessary for any man. Suddenly, the designer handed him a lighter made of pierced platinum and decorated by gems. Qin Guan nearly kneeled down in shock.
I will never understand the world of the rich.
The cracks of the firestone and the flames would destroy the precious metal. Only the price of its maintenance would be enough to cover an ordinary people's annual living expenses.
They were only tiny things. Qin Guan couldn't express his feelings with words as he looked at a black wristwatch.
Tiffany was famous for its simplicity and novelty, not for its expensive materials. The watch strap was made of black crocodile skin. Its best feature was the design of the dial. The figures were scrambled up with diamond pigments. The hands were as exquisite as ancient Roman spears. The white dial went well with the black hands and strap.
The designer carefully adjusted the pin for Qin Guan. Then he packed up, leaving the black emperor's set to Qin Guan.
Tiffany hadn't brought many models to the fair. Two men and four women were wearing the expensive jewellery, waiting for the press conference.
At 10:00 a.m, visitors, buyers, agents and purchasers were pouring into the hall from all directions. Baselworld had lifted its veil, revealing its true face. The top exhibitors were competing against each other in all aspects.
In Hall No. 5, Cartier's show ended just as Tiffany's press conference started close by.
The crystal curtain rose slowly as the host made a speech. The audience shifted their attention from the brochures in their hands to the stage.
"The latest collection of Tiffany Jewellery combines simplicity with an ancient Roman style. The cost is reduced by the use of popular platinum and silver to win the approval of potential customers."
Female models in backless dresses were showing off their earrings, necklaces, bracelets and rings. They looked splendid in the light.
"Our collection meets the demands of high-end customers all over the world. It's a perfect combination of oriental and occidental concepts and styles."
"Black is a noble color in the East and royal blue is a Western favorite. This set is called appropriately 'Emperor of the Night'."
Qin Guan walked on the stage slowly. The jewellery set was revealed to the audience, as if it was an emperor that had just arrived. The black buttons were standing out against the white shirt, like a black heron flying in the snow. Proud, yet elegant.
The silver-black lighter in Qin Guan's slender fingers attracted everyone's attention. It was like a sword in the hands of a swordsman. The cold light was reflected on the expensive metal under the lamps. Only people with good eyesight could see the cardholder on his chest, as well as the pin on his tie, bringing all the jewellery pieces together.
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Chapter 450: Jewellery Buyers
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The audience was slightly shocked. Compared to the ladies' collection, men's jewellery looked as poor as an orphan. Both the number of designers and types of jewellery were limited. Sets were also very rare.
A set that contained four pieces was pretty uncommon, even for the fair.
Suddenly, things got more exciting. Qin Guan made a fancy move with the lighter and stuffed it into his pocket. Then he unfastened his sleeve buttons.
An elegant button fell on his palm. Qin Guan pinned it to the pocket on his chest along with the cardholder.
He rolled up a sleeve to reveal his slender arm and the wrist watch. His wrist was as fair as a pearl, the watch strap was as black as ink, and the dial was as pure and clean as the most splendid diamond in the world.
The Tiffany designers were proud to see the stupefied audience.
Ha! Even professional watch brands, such as Vacheron Constantin and Omega, will look common compared to our watch! Tiffany is not a professional watch brand, after all!
Qin Guan turned around to show everyone the watch. Then he rolled his sleeve down again. Moving in time with the music, he turned back without hesitation. The jewellery lovers under the stage were still lingering around.
We have not enjoyed ourselves to the fullest! Come back!
Qin Guan's glamor was reflected on the products on his body. He was the perfect background for the jewellery. This was the perfect collaboration between a top jewellery brand and a top model.
He walked down from the stage. His first impulse was to take all the jewellery off. He couldn't afford to damage it in any way.
"Wait a moment, Qin Guan..." Michael stopped him.
"There will be an exclusive auction for buyers later. Some other top brands of the jewellery circle will also attend it. The set on your body includes Tiffany's best pieces. Cheers!"
Michael was a little nervous. In fact, the global economy that year was really bad. Asian countries had entered an ice period. The unemployment, depression and declining economy had a big negative impact on the jewellery industry. They were hoping that Baselworld would improve things.
Carrying a refined safe, Michael, Qin Guan and a female model walked through two narrow corridors, reaching a small hall that could hold 100 people. It was an independent hall set up especially for the auction and decorated to meet the demands of the buyers.
There were white hollowed-out British style chairs from the 18th century and several long glass tea tables. They were for the buyers, so they could go through the brochures about the jewellery materials and concepts.
The press conferences of the top brands ended one after the other, and the buyers entered the small hall in quick succession after fighting fiercely.
The hall was large enough to hold them. The auction committee was strict with the invitations after all. Those with real power were few. The maximum was 100 people.
The security staff informed the host that all the guests had arrived. The gate was closed slowly.
"The first item is an outstanding raw gemstone provided by the Jewellery Association. Attention, please!"
"Large gem (more than three carats) with 10 diamond particles. The carats are respectively: three, three, three, three, four, four... The starting price is 75,000 dollars per carat... Raise your paddles, please!"
Before his voice could fade away, there was a suppressed low outcry in the hall.
A calm, elegant Asian lady was competing for the diamonds against some Western and Asian rich men.
"The current price is 83,000 per carat. Anyone else?"
The men looked awkward. At such a high price, their profit would be really low. They couldn't match the offer of that crazy woman.
It was not wise to compete against an insane jewellery lover. Besides, there would be other good diamonds. The other buyers gave up one after the other. The lady was content. Her friends gave her a thumbs-up. The diamonds she had won were perfect in both transparency and cut.
That kind of jewellery was really rare. In a few minutes, they came to the limited editions of top-brand jewellery.
"Cartier will sell 20 golden bracelets with rubies. There are only 100 on sale all over the world."
Most purchasers only needed two to five pieces in stock for their VIP customers. Most of the limited editions were bought by collectors.
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