Chapter 293: Chapter 293: Erging Center Stage from a Feathery Duster?
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Si Chenli took the driver’s seat, then turned to look at the young girl beside him, “Does your mory not recovering greatly affect your work?”
“A little bit.” Sang Qiao hadn’t actually handled any contracts, she just felt very unaccustod.
“Finding another suitable hypnotist might take a long ti.” The man wasn’t lying—the hypnotist profession was sowhat niche, and the talented ones were relatively few.
After this ti, he wasn’t going to consider looking nearby anymore, worried that Sang Nanfeng might interfere again.
“It’s okay, I can wait,” Sang Qiao responded softly.
“Alright, if there’s anything at the company you don’t understand, just ask ; if there’s a contract you can’t negotiate, just drop my na; and if you want any resources, just let know.”
Si Chenli reached out to ruffle her hair, his eyes full of doting.
“What if your na doesn’t work?” Sang Qiao couldn’t help but smile, knowing he too had his rivals no matter how formidable he was.
“Then just rember that contract, and I’ll handle it,” Si Chenli chuckled softly.
No matter whether it involved buying or offering concessions, he would satisfy her. The feeling of having the moon fall into his arms made him willing to give it his all.
Sang Qiao’s eyes curved with her smile, “Is my Ah Li that powerful?”
The man coughed lightly, his thin lips lifting unconsciously—he admitted, he really liked it when Sang Qiao praised him, regardless of how much truth was in her words.
“Actually, I don’t feel the mory loss affects my life, because I still rember you. Nothing in this world is important to , only you are the one I’m truly afraid to lose.”
Sang Qiao reached out to hold his large hand, not wanting him to overexert himself because of her words.
Even if it would take a very long ti to find a hypnotist, it was okay.
Si Chenli had never seen such a flirtatious Sang Qiao before, and he could only hold her hand tighter, “Don’t be afraid, even if you don’t rember , I will be by your side.”
“Okay,” Sang Qiao chuckled, her smiling face deeply etched into the man’s mind.
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Jiang Chaoyuan had always been the artist Sang Qiao was managing. Now, with only the final round left before his ultimate debut spot was decided, he was at the brink of despair, still stuck in last place.
Liao Liao, seeing his spiritless state, could only look for Sang Qiao once again.
“Sister Qiao, Chaoyuan’s final debut spot is about to be decided, and he’s still muddling along. Could you give him a knock on the head?”
“How should I knock?” Sang Qiao raised her eyes to look at the woman with a bit of confusion. She knew Jiang Chaoyuan, her little artist, but what did ‘knock’ an?
“Just knock him like before, make him strive to progress,” Liao Liao blinked, suggesting with her voice.
She knew Sister Qiao didn’t rember many things, but as long as Sister Qiao spoke up, that kid Jiang Chaoyuan would surely listen obediently.
“Okay, I get it,” Sang Qiao said, seeing no point in asking for a detailed plan.
Only after Liao Liao left the office did she tap on her phone and start searching: How to knock so sense into your own artist?
The results were irrelevant, with no answers to be found.
She frowned, wondering if the search was incorrect. Sang Qiao pondered for a mont, rounding up her artists as her own children.
So she changed her search query: How to knock so sense into your own child?
This ti, the responses were plenty, with heart-to-heart talks, sending howork, and a myriad of other suggestions.
The most upvoted reply was a video, “I suggest everyone learn from Mr. Yao hahaha, this ‘knocking’ will surely make Yao Hui behave!”
Sang Qiao also clicked in to watch; it was an old man with white hair using a feather duster to twist a young boy’s ear and symbolically swipe at him a few tis, while also giving verbal instructions.
After watching the video, she silently exited and had soone buy a feather duster and send it over.
When the middle-aged lady successfully delivered the feather duster to the office, she was utterly puzzled, “Sister Qiao, here is the feather duster you requested.”
“Do you know where Jiang Chaoyuan is filming? Will he have a break later?” Sang Qiao looked at the feather duster that was almost identical to the one in the video, extrely pleased.
“Sister Qiao, I know, and Chaoyuan is free this afternoon. He will not be filming until tomorrow morning.”
“Alright, take there.”
“Yes.” Although the middle-aged lady had never been tasked with managing outing schedules by Sister Qiao before, her employee rulebook stated to follow the supervisor’s arrangents unquestionably.
Not to ntion that their Sister Qiao was now soone who couldn’t rember things, a little pitiable figure.
As Sang Qiao walked through the hallway with the dreaded feather duster, Liao Liao just happened to be returning with a cup of coffee and was stunned, “?”
She had just suggested Sister Qiao should knock so sense into Jiang Chaoyuan, and right after, Sister Qiao took a feather duster with her. Surely she wasn’t intending to clean Chaoyuan’s dorm with it?
The variety show crew for the boy group
When Sang Qiao arrived, a staff mber directly ca out to greet her, and considering Sister Qiao’s amnesia and that she definitely wouldn’t rember where the dorms were, the middle-aged lady made sure everything was arranged.
“Sister Qiao, please follow , this way to contestant Jiang Chaoyuan’s dorm.”
“Okay, thank you.”
The staff mber led them to the dorm door, knocked, and then stood aside, waiting.
The one who ca to the door was Ji Ba, who was also holding a selfie stick live streaming. Upon seeing Sang Qiao, his eyes lit up, “Sister Qiao, hello! Jiang Chaoyuan, your boss is here!”
The barrage of comnts in Ji Ba’s live stream went crazy in an instant, “Wow wow wow, Sister Qiao’s stunning beauty is still as it was at the beginning!”
“Why can’t Sister Qiao be my boss!!! I’m crying, who wouldn’t love a boss like Sister Qiao who often cos to show concern for her employees.”
“Ji Ba, what are you doing! Hurry, take the chance, introduce yourself! Starlight Entertainnt has fallen; mom is really scared you’ll end up signing with another shady agency.”
“Baby Ba Ba, please, aim the cara at my Sister Qiao~ This lady doesn’t post on Weibo, doesn’t do live streams, doesn’t attend any programs, it’s so hard to catch a glimpse of her.”
The majority of the barrage was requesting Ji Ba to film Sang Qiao. Visiting the set wasn’t sothing forbidden from filming, and Ji Ba also happily turned the cara.
When he saw Sang Qiao entering the room with the feather duster, twisting Jiang Chaoyuan’s ear, and pulling him off the bed.
Barrage: ?
Ji Ba: !
“Do you realize you are close to securing your debut position? You are currently ranked last; how can you be so content lying in bed eating sunflower seeds at a ti like this?”
Jiang Chaoyuan was also puzzled by the pulling; Sister Qiao was not using force. It didn’t hurt, but it was… well, strange.
“I hope you take my words to heart. Keep pushing forward.” Sang Qiao hinted but went no further; the feather duster never actually hit, it just served as an intimidating prop.
However, this scene…
Had all of Ji Ba’s live stream fans roaring with laughter.
“Help, what is Sister Qiao doing? Is the feather duster for securing his debut spot? Hahaha.”
“…speaking up timidly, doesn’t this scene look like Yao Hui’s dad beating Yao Hui?”
“Am I the only one who thinks what Sang Qiao is doing is over the top and not funny at all? Jiang Chaoyuan is just her artist; does she have the right to lay her hands on him?”
“This behavior is indeed a bit much. The artist has already tried his best, and if he’s not skilled enough to rank higher in the debut position, he should be encouraged and comforted instead of this, it’s very disheartening.”
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