Chapter 10: Appearing as Enemies on Live Television
Qian ng gave him a cool look as she passed him and took her seat. As the sound tech adjusted the tiny microphone pinned to her lapel, she gazed at the rear projection screen that showed the na of the show and the Shanghai skyline. The background was blue, making her clothes striking in contrast.
Her nesis, on the other hand, was wearing a burgundy suit with black lapels and a black tie. His white shirt was nothing to brag about. His suit might have looked flattering on him, but it didn't stand out compared to her.
Her trick had worked, apparently. She had made the right choice. When people watched one person more closely, they heard their words louder. Attention was the key, as she definitely demanded it.
Yun Qian ng pretended to listen to Su Jin, the host of the show as she gave out last-minute instructions. When Qian ng looked back at the woman, she saw Su Jin pointing a manicured finger towards a cara that was positioned in front of them.
"You can make eye contact with the cara but we want a more engaging feel." Qian ng smirked. Ah, Su Jin wanted to show this like a round-table where both parties appealed to the other and not the audience.
Qian ng nodded and in her peripheral vision, she saw Mo Qingchen do the sa.
She took the opportunity to study him. The sound tech had moved to him and was now adjusting his mic.
Qian ng grudgingly admitted that the man looked way better than she rembered. His pitch-black eyes positively shined under the flash of the caras and under the lights on well-illuminated parties. She had not spoken to him in years and had no inclination to be near him if she could help it, so she had watched him from a distance. His face was all sharp angles, the shadows cast by the studio light making him look better than he should have. If she wasn't confident she looked just as beautiful if not more, she would have been jealous.
If only that mouth of his didn't spew nonsense whenever he opened it. She wanted to smack him whenever they had interacted. He was attractive, but a frigid asshole at that.
The stark black eyes found hers and Qian ng caught a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips. He looked extrely pleased to have caught her looking.
"The cara is over there, sweetheart," he said. Qian ng gave him a soft smile, amusent flashing in her eyes.
"I'll have to learn from you," she started. "You are self-absorbed enough to know every cara lense in the building. Did your sister teach you that?" She had expected Mo Qingchen to scowl or glare at her for the comnt.
Instead, he grinned. She couldn't say she had seen him grin at anyone, especially such a genuine and evil one. She suddenly realized what he had done. Mo Qingchen enjoyed a good fight and Qian ng had just taken the bait.
She rolled her eye and glanced back at the host, only to find the woman glancing between the speakers with barely-disguised intrigue. Su Jin was actually looking forward to Mo Qingchen and Qian ng to tear at each other's throats.
Soone touched her hair and she almost swatted their hand away. Being on cara was botherso but one had to do it if they wanted more money. She cald herself and eased into the role she was going to play.
"We'll start by discussing the bill," Su Jin spoke slowly, looking disturbingly disappointed that the two guests hadn't continued to banter. "Then we can take the questions and debate on points from each side. Is that okay?"
Qian ng snorted. Suck Jin (as she had co to call the host) wouldn't try to stop them if they started hissing and biting each other. She might even have passed on the proverbial weapon. If Qian ng had to bet, the looks Suck Jin was giving Mo Qingchen would indicate, she would be on the losing side of the argunt.
"Forty seconds," ca a loud voice from the darkness beyond the blaring spotlights. Qian ng saw Su Jin shuffle through the cards in her hand as the ti ticked.
"Your older brother applied for Mo Building Solution's marketing departnt, I hear," he said quickly, leaning towards the host. Qian ng looked up surprised, not knowing why the usual cool man was actually conversing with others. "Tell him that the written test doesn't matter much, he will get in if he does the interview well." Su Jin bead at him and Qian ng clenched her jaw in irritation.
Mo Qingchen threw Qian ng a smirk, telling her that she was doing this to taunt him. With that, he moved his attention to the primary cara. She glared at his side profile.
"Live in 3, 2, 1..."
The studio darkened and the show's signature the music ca on. The monitors at the side of the stage showed the title cards and Su Jin's face before the voiceover spoke.
"Business Today, with Su Jin," the voice said.
"Welco to this morning's edition of Business Today where we tackle today's hot political and business issues. We have our correspondent in front of the cabinet and Su Jin reporting from the studio." Su Jin paused.
Qian ng had to say, even though she didn't like the woman because of her bias, she had to admit, Su Jin was good at her job.
"Good morning," she greeted the cara, her pristine white teeth on show. "We are joined by the Miss Yun Qian ng, CEO of Venus, and Mo Qingchen from Dynamic Tech. Welco."
"Thank you for having ," Qian ng said sweetly, shifting in her seat so that she was slightly turned towards Su Jin. She was used to speaking behind the podium in front of her workers, but she rarely appeared on television. She would never get used to the elaborate setup and the lting heat in the room.
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