Yang Chen fell silent. His sudden calm expression made everyone around him hold their breath.
After a mont of thought, Yang Chen said slowly, "Alright, ti and place?"
"Let's have lunch together at noon. I'll send you the address. I'll be waiting for you there at twelve," Ning Guangyao said.
Yang Chen agreed and hung up the phone. Turning to the others, he said, "I've said everything I needed to. As for your tasks, follow the company's schedule for Lin Hui."
Everyone nodded, fully understanding their work responsibilities.
Yang Chen then called in Zhuang Feng, who had been nervously waiting outside the eting room. He said, "Deputy Director Zhuang, let make this clear: these foreign friends were invited by to help Lin Hui, not to work for the company. Their only job is to serve Lin Hui. They can refuse any requests involving other artists or company business. I don't want to hear about anyone using my na to force them into doing anything they don't want to."
Zhuang Feng, wiping cold sweat, smiled obsequiously and agreed. He understood that these people only respected Yang Chen. Although he didn't know the specifics, he wouldn't dare offend them, knowing any one of them could easily overpower him.
Daniela and the others looked at Yang Chen gratefully. They initially thought they had essentially "sold themselves" to Yulei International, but realizing they only needed to serve one artist was a relief. For these international masters, it was more about nurturing a newcor rather than degrading themselves, especially since it was the sister of soone important. It was an honor.
In the anti, they had to deal with the reporters outside. As the managent team was pondering how to explain, Donnie, a famous gold dal agent from Italy, stepped forward and said, "There's no need for excessive explanations. Since we will be working with Miss Lin Hui, let's take this opportunity to hold a press conference. Everyone can attend, and I'll explain the situation."
The multilingual interpreter relayed Donnie's words to everyone.
Zhuang Feng's eyes lit up. If they did that, it would indeed create excellent publicity. So many international masters gathered in Yanjing, many of whom had never been to Yanxia before, coming specifically for Lin Hui. Lin Hui's fa would skyrocket!
"But won't the dia be very suspicious about so many esteed masters suddenly appearing?" a staff mber worried.
Donnie shook his head with a smile, "We want the dia to be suspicious, to wonder if there's more to our visit. To keep Miss Lin Hui's exposure high, it's not just about her singing skills but also about creating buzz. We can give so reasons, but the dia will dig for more information and create news, even if fabricated.
"Given our influence, the dia will avoid negative reports and instead paint Miss Lin Hui's background as mysterious and enticing."
The managent team understood and quickly instructed the company to announce the press conference.
Huilin, standing by, nervously clutched Yang Chen's sleeve, whispering, "Brother Yang, can I really do this? With so many foreign experts, I'm a bit scared."
"What's there to be afraid of? They're just ordinary people who look different from you. Compared to the killers you faced before, they're much simpler. If you don't like anyone, just pick up a sword and cut them down. And with here, who would dare underestimate you?" Yang Chen said, raising an eyebrow with a smile.
"I won't cut anyone with a sword," Huilin pouted but realized she wasn't an ordinary singer and wouldn't be bullied. She might even end up protecting them, so she stopped worrying.
The press conference soon took place in the large conference room downstairs, with flashing caras capturing the international masters like tourists.
Donnie, experienced in promoting many international superstars, quickly cald the atmosphere and answered the reporters fluently. He emphasized their dedication to Lin Hui and enhanced her mystique, shifting the reporters' interest from the masters to Lin Hui.
In the end, Deputy Director Zhuang Feng announced Lin Hui's album release and concert, gaining extensive free publicity.
Yang Chen, silently observing, felt like an ordinary staff mber. Seeing Huilin nervously sitting in the spotlight, he couldn't help but marvel at how the naive little Daoist nun he had brought ho had beco a star.
As it was almost ti to et Ning Guangyao, Yang Chen sent Huilin a text and quietly left the conference hall.
Ning Guangyao's address led to a secluded sumr resort in the eastern part of Yanjing. The resort had scattered farm-style restaurants and residential areas.
Yang Chen didn't expect Ning Guangyao to choose such a crowded place, but the serene environnt with few cars provided a brief escape from the city's hustle and bustle.
Arriving at the indicated farmhouse restaurant, Yang Chen saw a "Closed" sign outside. Only two cars were parked: an Audi A8 and a regular Passat, indicating Ning Guangyao had reserved the place.
Inside, a black-clad bodyguard recognized Yang Chen and gestured him to the outdoor dining area at the back.
To Yang Chen's surprise, the back of the farmhouse featured a sizable artificial lake, with tables arranged around it. Only one table was occupied, with bodyguards standing dozens of ters away.
At the table, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, fresh from a formal eting, was Ning Guangyao. The other man, in a light blue shirt, was Ning Guodong, whom Yang Chen had encountered at the club yesterday.
Seeing Yang Chen, Ning Guodong's eyes flared with anger.
"Father, the mysterious guest you invited is him?!" Ning Guodong exclaid, his emotions surging.
He had been quite excited today. Ever since he was reprimanded by Ning Guangyao over the matter concerning Lin Ruoxi, he had not had much interaction with Ning Guangyao after returning to Yanjing and had even moved out to live on his own.
But today, Ning Guangyao surprisingly broke the ice for the first ti, inviting him to a rural restaurant that Ning Guangyao liked very much, and said he wanted him to et a mysterious guest.
Ning Guodong thought it would be one of his superiors that Ning Guangyao wanted him to et properly to support him. He was secretly excited, thinking that Ning Guangyao had not given up on him and still intended to groom him to be his successor. But to his surprise, the one who showed up was Yang Chen!
Ning Guangyao glanced at his son and then stood up, smiling warmly at Yang Chen, "Yang Chen, co and sit down. It's been a long ti since we last t."
Yang Chen gave Ning Guodong a look, completely ignoring him, and smiled slightly, "We don't really know each other well, so there's no need to use those formalities on ." With that, he leisurely took a seat opposite Ning Guangyao.
"Hmph, you ungrateful wretch," Ning Guodong sneered disdainfully.
Yang Chen didn't bother to look at him, saying leisurely, "Even if I have no face, there are still people who kneel before ."
"What did you say?!" Ning Guodong, as if soone had stepped on his sore foot, stood up and roared!
"Guodong! Sit down!" Ning Guangyao was furious and scolded.
"Dad! He insulted ! Don't you know what he did to your son?!" Ning Guodong shouted, pounding his chest.
Ning Guangyao's face turned dark as he said, "Shut up! It's better to resolve an enmity than keep it alive. The reason I brought you both here is to resolve this issue. Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough? Sit down!"
"Is that sothing that can be resolved?!" Ning Guodong was breathless, shaking his head, and laughed bitterly, "Did you bring here today to humiliate further?! You are actually scolding your own son to help an outsider. You really are a good father."
"If there's anything to say, say it clearly today. You are all grown n. What does it an to et and then coldly mock each other?" Ning Guangyao said sternly, "If you want to regain your dignity, don't embarrass yourself here first! Sit down!"
"You think I'm embarrassing?" Ning Guodong's face turned pale, his fists clenched, "Fine, since you think I am an embarrassnt to you, I will leave. You can eat and talk slowly with him!"
After saying that, Ning Guodong angrily grabbed his coat and walked out without looking back.
Ning Guangyao shouted twice, but it was no use. He slumped back into his chair, his face alternating between green and white, clearly very angry.
Yang Chen calmly picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of green tea, took a sip, and chuckled, "I always thought that my chaotic life was due to having too many won, which made my ho so chaotic. But I didn't expect that Premier Ning, with fewer won, has a ho even more chaotic than mine. Tsk, tsk..."
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