Chapter 200: Chapter 200 Hanhan, What Are You Pretending To Be?
The talent scout Brother Zhang recalled for a mont, then explained, “The company indeed has a plan for this. If such a high-profile creator is facing financial difficulties, Ruishi Entertainnt can offer appropriate assistance to the creator, but it requires a hedging agreent to be signed with the company, guaranteeing a specific revenue within a certain tifra.”
Bai Chuwei touched her chin and smiled contentedly, “I understand, thanks Brother Zhang, we’ll et again when there’s a chance.”
As Bai Chuwei stood up to leave, Brother Zhang hurriedly followed her and said, “Miss Bai, if you have any requests, feel free to ntion them, there’s no need to rush off. Even if you just want to be a video creator, we can discuss that too.”
Bai Chuwei, “I was just asking casually.”
Talent scout Brother Zhang was dumbfounded, asking casually?
You co all the way to the Ruishi Entertainnt building to ask casually? Is this how you ss with people?
Bai Chuwei smiled faintly, “I ca to look for Duan Feihan.”
Look… for the president?
In front of everyone, Bai Chuwei leisurely entered the elevator and pressed the button for the president’s office floor.
When she reached the 34th floor where the president’s office was located, all of Duan Feihan’s secretaries were already there, but Duan Feihan himself had not yet arrived.
Bai Chuwei explained her purpose to the gossip-eager secretaries.
She had co to find Duan Feihan.
Half an hour later, Duan Feihan, dressed in his usual black formal suit, walked into the 34th floor as usual. The first thing he saw was his secretarial team surrounding soone, chirping and chatting about sothing.
Duan Feihan’s expression was cold, “Are you not working?”
The group of secretaries got a shock and hurried back to their own desks.
Once they left, Duan Feihan could finally see clearly who was sitting on the guest sofa.
Bai Chuwei was sitting on the sofa, her empty backpack thrown to the side, with snacks covering her and the coffee table in front of her…
Clearly, these were all gifts from his secretaries to Bai Chuwei.
Bai Chuwei hugged a bag of chips, grinning at Duan Feihan, “Hanhan, it seems I’m more popular with the secretaries than you are.”
Duan Feihan’s dark pupils quickly swept through a flash of surprise, “How did you co here?”
This was the first ti Bai Chuwei had visited his company.
Duan Feihan casually picked up Bai Chuwei’s backpack and held the door to the president’s office open for her to co in.
This backpack… had no weight to it at all, it didn’t at all resemble that of a senior high school student.
Bai Chuwei entered with the deanor of a visitor, walking with her hands behind her back, perusing Duan Feihan’s office.
His office was large, with a huge bookshelf behind the desk, filled with books on business and economics.
Duan Feihan opened the blinds to let the sunlight filter through. The warm morning sunshine bathed everything with a golden glow as it fell upon them.
Duan Feihan sat down in front of his desk, his slender hands clasped together, and emphasized with a heavy voice, “You should be in school attending class right now.”
It was nine o’clock, his regular office hour. Not only had the morning self-study ti passed at school, but even the first period was nearly over.
Bai Chuwei had skipped class!
But she skipped class to co see him. Even though he knew such behavior was wrong, the corners of Duan Feihan’s lips unconsciously curled into a slight smile.
At his words, Bai Chuwei clicked her tongue. Her hands, as delicate as lotus roots, pressed on his deep brown desk as she leaned forward towards him. That faint dicinal fragrance once again uncontrollably invaded his nostrils, her voice teasing and enticing:
“Hanhan, what are you pretending for? You’re clearly happy that I ca to see you.”
Bai Chuwei, “Tch—so uptight.”
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