Qi Zeyi hadn’t intended to hide his identity from the start.
After all, Fu Yanhe was now the director of FY Group in Daxia, and as long as he was interested, he could definitely find out.
It was only natural for Shen Yanhe to recognize him.
His friend’s voice, filled with astonishnt, asked, "A gift for a girl? Zeyi bro, do you, do you have a girl you like?"
If this got out, it would be big news!
Qi Zeyi smiled helplessly, "You’re thinking too much; it’s a gift I’m choosing for my nephew’s wife."
Qi Zeyi’s gaze darkened, his vision slightly blurred. A face blooming with a radiant smile flashed through his mind.
He had indeed liked a girl before.
He had also thought about getting closer to the girl he liked.
But all that vanished the day Qin Manxiang took an interest in him.
It was also since Qin Manxiang’s appearance that he began to realize how powerful capital was in the entertainnt industry.
"You gave a scare. I thought you had a girl you liked, but it turns out it’s a gift for your nephew’s wife." His friend breathed a sigh of relief, then realized sothing, "Hey, wait a minute. Didn’t you tell before that you were an orphan? Where did this nephew and his wife co from?"
Qi Zeyi ca back to his senses and cracked a smile, "If you keep rambling, I’m hanging up."
"Okay, okay, I won’t ask. If you’re buying a gift for a young girl, it should be clothes, bags, dolls, flowers, but you also need to see what she likes." His friend suggested, "You should buy sothing valuable; you can’t go wrong with that."
Valuable?
Qi Zeyi looked thoughtful and glanced in the direction of the jewelry store, "I understand, thanks."
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Online, Jinding Entertainnt’s trending topics occupied the top ten on the list.
When Lin Hao saw Qin Manxiang’s na at the top of the list, his eyes instantly darkened.
He knew that this investnt shouldn’t be taken lightly.
He quickly called the post-production team and had the first episode’s footage regarding Qin Manxiang cut out before reposting it, fearing that his show would end before it even started.
Other guests who had participated in variety shows with Qin Manxiang were also following the drama.
Yan Qi had just energetically taken care of a patron, kneeling on the bed and massaging the patron’s feet as they smoked.
The patron, looking at the trending search on their phone and the ssages from people in the know in private groups, couldn’t help but sneer, "The Qin family is really unlucky, having provoked soone from FY Group. Now they’re done for."
Yan Qi carefully massaged her feet, curiously looking at the patron and asking, "Sister Yan, is FY Group the one that was on the trending searches a few days ago? Do they really have that much power?"
"Mm." Sister Yan nodded faintly, cautioning Yan Qi, "Just avoid provoking their people; I can’t save you if you do."
Yan Qi nodded, "I will."
Sister Yan put down her phone and smiled, pinching Yan Qi’s chin with her manicured hand, "Why are you being so good today? Do you want a reward?"
Yan Qi held his chin up and didn’t dare to move, looking up at Sister Yan pleadingly, "Recently, ’Heavenly Dao’ is getting ready to invite singers to perform the the song for its tenth anniversary. Please, Sister Yan, take pity on and help secure the singing spot."
’Heavenly Dao’ is the most popular ga worldwide, with exquisite graphics and nearly billions of players, popular across regions.
There isn’t an artist in the entertainnt industry who doesn’t want to ride on the popularity of this ga.
Even Yan Qi had recently cosplayed so characters from Heavenly Dao, attracting a cluster of fans for himself.
Thus, it is evident how valuable ’Heavenly Dao’ truly is.
Given Yan Qi’s popularity, he was actually more than qualified to sing the anniversary the song for "Heavenly Dao", but the producer in charge of selecting the song for "Heavenly Dao" was a nitpicker.
He didn’t care about popularity, fans, or the influence of the artist; he only cared about the artist’s solid singing skills.
Given a choice between Yan Qi and Su Qi, the producer would definitely choose Su Qi.
Unwilling to accept this, Yan Qi had no choice but to appeal to the financiers.
If he could perform the ten-year anniversary the song for "Heavenly Dao", it would definitely boost his fan base enormously; perhaps he could even break into the top tier and beco a new generation’s king of singers.
Sister Yan pinched Yan Qi’s cheek and said with a smile, "Considering how much effort you put in today to serve , I’ll secure this opportunity for you."
Yan Qi gratefully rubbed his face against her hand, his eyes full of flattery, "Thank you, Sister Yan."
Now, let’s see how Su Qi could compete with him!
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anwhile, Le Feng received a call from an assistant at "Heavenly Dao": "I’m sorry, our company has already found a singer to collaborate with, and we’ll collaborate with Teacher Su next ti."
Le Feng abruptly stood up from the sofa, his deanor fierce, "What do you an? We had a good discussion yesterday, and you said we would sign the contract today. How can you go back on your word now?"
The assistant apologized profusely, "I’m sorry, I owe Teacher Su an apology, and we will definitely collaborate with him next ti."
Le Feng, suppressing his anger with great difficulty, said, "Then please tell , who is the singer you’re collaborating with this ti for Heavenly Dao?"
The assistant didn’t hide anything, "It’s Teacher Yan Qi. After comprehensive evaluation, Teacher Yan Qi’s lyric and composition work for the the song are slightly better than Teacher Su’s, so we chose Teacher Yan Qi."
Le Feng’s face darkened instantly, and after hanging up the phone, he threw his mobile onto the sofa and paced angrily around the room, "Yan Qi! Always Yan Qi! Does this guy have a problem or what!"
This was not the first ti Yan Qi had snatched resources from Su Qi.
It had happened many tis already!
Every ti they were having good discussions with a partner, it wouldn’t be two days before the partner changed their mind in favor of Yan Qi!
Le Feng cursed under his breath for ten minutes, then looked up to see Su Qi calmly packing sothing into a suitcase, and said frustratingly, "Are you still in the mood to pack your suitcase? Do you realize your resources have been snatched by Yan Qi again!"
With a calm expression, Su Qi simply replied, "Should I take this jar of pickled radish or this jar of pickled vegetables? Which one does the goddess prefer?"
Tomorrow was the new episode of "Survival on a Deserted Island."
He would see the goddess tomorrow and wanted to bring her sothing he had pickled himself.
Le Feng, fuming at his calm deanor, fell back onto the sofa and said grimly, pointing at the jar of pickled vegetables, "Aren’t you going to survive? The pickled vegetables will add so flavor."
Just as he finished saying this, he saw Su Qi stuff both jars into the suitcase, "Forget it. Just take them both."
Le Feng: "..."
So asking him that question was just a formality.
"He’s been snatching my resources not just for a day or two; you should get used to it," Su Qi said as he packed the suitcase, his eyes downcast.
Moreover, he was not like Yan Qi who would do anything to climb up the ranks.
He could not lower himself to suit others.
But that’s just how the entertainnt industry is, to climb up, you need the backing of capital.
Le Feng pinched the bridge of his nose, which throbbed steadily, and sighed heavily.
Su Qi closed the suitcase, looked up at Le Feng, and after a few seconds of silence, said, "You could actually manage other artists, you don’t have to pin all your hopes on ."
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