TL: hua
The more unreliable the gossip is, the more people will read it.
Butler Cheng saw that there were many comments below, and everyone was discussing it enthusiastically, so he clicked on the comments.
In the first hot comment, someone broke the news that Qi Xiaoyu is being pursued by a suitor.
When he was on the set, a bouquet of roses was sent over every few days. It was especially attentive.
Some details were also described, such as the pursuer changing a variety of roses every day, including black velvet, pink Diana, Corolla… The packaging was exquisite, and the fragrance was everywhere. Every morning, it would be delivered by someone, with dew on the petals, delicate and beautiful.
A loving breakfast, such as warm porridge and side dishes, or Western-style snacks, was also included with the flowers. They were sent in a high-end thermal insulation box. When opened, it would still be steaming hot. Everyone on the set is envious.
As for what Chi Xiaoyu’s attitude is, it’s not mentioned.
Regardless of whether the revelation was true or not, the details were so elaborate that everyone could brainstorm an exciting courtship scene.
Butler Cheng read the whole revelation and frowned like an old grandpa. He thought that this man’s methods were really clumsy and old-fashioned. Even in his era, no one would pursue people in such a tacky way, not to mention someone like Qi Xiaoyu. This is really a pipe dream.
He was about to exit when he finally noticed Xun Qian’s presence behind him.
Butler Cheng quickly put away his mobile phone in his pocket, pretending that he didn’t see anything. He used the professional qualities of an old butler for many years to divert attention very naturally, “Third Master, are you finished? How do you feel today? The doctor said you can try to walk outside. Do you want me to help you go downstairs?”
Xun Qian narrowed his eyes and looked at Butler Cheng’s pocket.
Butler Cheng was in a dilemma. He once took the initiative to mention Qi Xiaoyu, and Xun Qian got angry.
This time he put away his phone, but the other party seemed to be angry again.
Butler Cheng thought for a moment and decided to bring up the matter, “Nowadays, those gossip accounts love to talk nonsense and make groundless accusations, for fear that they can’t attract everyone’s attention.”
He pondered for a while and said slowly, “Third Master, you know that Mr. Qi loves work the most, so how can he have time to fall in love.”
After saying this, Butler Cheng felt that it was still wrong. He glanced at Xun Qian’s face and felt that his job was in jeopardy.
Fortunately, Xiao Hei barked twice at this time, easing the not-so-peaceful atmosphere.
Xiao Hei, who was squatting at the feet of the two people, didn’t know what was going on. He raised his head and looked at Xun Qian with his big, round black eyes, waiting for someone to take him down to play. When he got impatient, he barked twice to urge him.
Xun Qian then looked away and said, “I won’t go down. You take it down to play for a while.”
“Yes.” Butler Cheng agreed and retreated quickly.
Two days later, when Butler Cheng went to deliver tea to Xun Qian’s study, he happened to hear Xun Qian instructing Zhang Han, “Go check who sent gifts that day.”
Zhang Han was unsure, thinking that there were so many people who came that day. Was this to ask him to get a copy of the gift list from Qi Xiaoyu?
It seemed a bit strange to do this, but he didn’t dare to question Xun Qian’s order.
When Zhang Han went downstairs, he was stopped by Butler Cheng.
The butler kindly instructed, “Don’t ask one by one, just check who sent the roses. Hurry up,
Don’t keep Third Master waiting too long.”
A day later, when Butler Cheng saw Zhang Han coming, he took the initiative to follow him in with tea.
No one cared that he followed him in.
He pricked up his ears and listened anxiously to Zhang Han’s two-hour work report.
Then he finally got to the point.
Zhang Han took out an A4-sized printed paper with a list of names, “All the people who sent roses to Mr. Qi that day are on it.”
…
Butler Cheng thought that this was a bit excessive.
Zhang Han also thought it was a bit too much. These people are really bold.
Neither of them dared to look at Xun Qian’s expression.
After a long while, Xun Qian spoke up, “What about the basket of roses at the door?”
Zhang Han thought for a moment and said, “That was sent by a photographer from a fashion magazine, named Ma Weiye.”
After a pause, he said, “Mr. Qi seemed to have asked me to investigate this person before.”
Butler Cheng lowered his head, his eyes quietly sweeping over the teapot, and found that Xun Qian’s face was not good.
He thought this was getting a bit troublesome, more so than being sent roses by many people.
Having asked Zhang Han to investigate before meant that they had known each other a long time ago and had been seeing each other, and now they were continuing down the path of impropriety.
Butler Cheng didn’t dare to move, and even regretted following in. He tried to shrink his body and pretend that he didn’t exist.
Then he heard Xun Qian ask, as if with a smile, “How was the investigation?”
“No results, just a very ordinary photographer.”
Zhang Han, “Third Master, please wait a moment; I still have his information in my mailbox. I will forward it to you immediately.”
Xun Qian read the information very quickly and finished browsing it in a few minutes.
But after he finished reading, he was silent for a long time.
After a long while, about ten minutes, Xun Qian closed the screen. He didn’t blame Zhang Han for the poor investigation, but his voice sank, “I don’t think his name is Ma Weiye.”
****
Qi Xiaoyu was busy all day, and it was already 3:30 in the morning when he returned to the hotel room.
He took off his coat, loosened his tie, and collapsed on the single sofa in front of the window to relax.
He was a little tired from the social activities, especially when Jiang Sicheng dragged him to the bar at night.
Jiang Sicheng said that he booked a bar to celebrate for him, but everyone knew what he was thinking.
Qi Xiaoyu had been feeling drowsy for quite some time, but seeing that Jiang Sicheng was very helpful today and came to help him a lot since morning, he accompanied him for a while.
Then he left early, and the rest of the group probably had to stay up all night.
He didn’t like drinking at the bar because it was deafening.
The floor of the Weihao Hotel was very high, and he shouldn’t be able to hear any sound. He might have been disturbed by the music in the bar, and now he felt that there was noisy music in his ears.
The mobile phone he put aside was still flashing.
It flashed for nearly ten minutes before he took it out.
The screen was densely packed with message notifications.
He clicked on it and took a cursory look at it. It was a variety of group chats and new friends that he had made today.
He scanned through them, not interested in any of them except for a script sent by one of the new writers he met today.
Jiang Sicheng mentioned him in the group chat, “Qi Xiaoyu, you took half of the people away when you left. Don’t leave so quickly next time!”
Although the person was shouting, his tone was very cheerful: “Let’s disperse today; I’m going to send Qingqing home.”
Qi Xiaoyu did receive a bunch of flowers and business cards today. He used to be mostly active as an actor, recording variety shows, filming movies, and taking endorsements. Although he is also a public figure, his activities are mainly on the set. Except for birthday parties and red carpet events, he does not often appear in public to socialize.
Now he has entered a different circle, and the number of people he meets has increased dramatically.
Qi Xiaoyu closed his eyes. He was tired all day, but now he couldn’t fall asleep when he returned to his room. It was a state of physical fatigue and loose limbs, but the brain was still running fast.
He couldn’t sleep, so he made a rough plan for the future in his mind.
Now that he has a bit of fame, he has received many invitations to cooperate. When the two movies he starred in are released, he probably won’t have to worry about film contracts.
After “The Turmoil in Mangchuan” is released, he will make another sum of money.
If the company is well managed, it can continue to make profits.
His early ideal of buying a big house will probably be realized in a few years.
When the material conditions are met, he will reduce the intensity of his work and no longer schedule so tightly. He will only take one or two movies a year. In the extra time, he will go back to sing Peking opera and invest in Peking opera troupes, not for money but for his own happiness.
Qi Xiaoyu thought about the future that he had planned for a long time and gradually came to the present. He found that he didn’t seem very happy.
He opened his eyes. The lights outside were bright, making the stars in the sky dim.
His chest was stuffy.
He reached out and took a harmonica from the small coffee table next to the sofa, casually played a few notes, and set it down again.
He found that in addition to material life, he also longed for family, for someone to accompany him and share his happiness and success.
He longed for someone to accompany him every year to celebrate his birthday, the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Lantern Festival, go through the beginning of winter and spring together, make rice dumplings on the Dragon Boat Festival, and eat chicken and duck on the last days of the hot season.
He used to think that it was enough to have a warm and comfortable home, but now he still wants someone at home.
Qi Xiaoyu took a deep breath and felt that he was a little too greedy.
He sometimes envied Jiang Sicheng for being able to love and pursue someone with such certainty without caring about anything else.
He couldn’t do that. In fact, he was very prone to gains and losses in relationships.
Qi Xiaoyu sighed and thought that he had to bring White-browed Hero back in a few days.
Maybe he needed a dog…
He shouldn’t keep his dog with Xun Qian all the time.
****
Qi Xiaoyu slept until 10 o’clock the next morning.
“The Departed” has been completed, and there is only a simple promotion to do next.
He’s going to have to consider what kind of movie he wants to do next. The script from the screenwriter yesterday was quite good. He talked to him yesterday and was quite interested.
He’s going to record the third season of “Eat Light on the Road” in a while. Recording this program with Zeng Peizu was like a relaxing trip.
After his early planning, Star Entertainment has also started to get on the right track.
For now, he can have a few days of leisure.
However, not long after this thought flashed by, Qi Xiaoyu received a dinner invitation, which was initiated by Feiqi Media.
Yu Xiaosheng called Qi Xiaoyu and asked, “Why did Feichi Media send us an invitation? Do you know someone from Feichi Media? Oh, yes, Tang Yuning is from Feichi Media.”
Qi Xiaoyu didn’t respond to this question but asked about the time and place. It was at 7:30 this Sunday evening in a high-end club in Binjiang.
Yu Xiaosheng said, “I heard that this dinner is to celebrate Mao Chi’s birthday, the young master of the Mao family. They have gained a lot of momentum lately and just snatched a piece of land on the south bank of Binjiang from the Xun family. There should be a lot of people there that day. Do you think we should prepare some gifts?”
Qi Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, “I will prepare the gifts. You and Li Kun will go with me then.”
“Okay… By the way, Xiaoyu, I went to inquire with someone. It seems that Mao Chi has been studying abroad all along and just returned, but he seems to have attended the same high school as you. You can check it out. Maybe you knew each other before and can get closer. Now in S city, besides the Xun family, the best developed one is the Mao family. It’s better to get to know each other more.”
Halfway through hearing this, Qi Xiaoyu’s eyes suddenly lit up as if recalling something, “Is that so…”
****
At the same time, at the Xun family.
Zhang Han, standing in front of Xun Qian’s desk, breathed a sigh of relief, “Mao Chi really got fooled. He took over such a large piece of land that couldn’t be moved and bought a bunch of empty stocks. It’s hard for the Mao family not to be dragged down.”
Xun Qian didn’t say anything but curled his lips.
Zhang Han saw that Xun Qian was in a bad mood recently and thought about trying to make him happy, “I heard that the people of the Mao family are still planning to hold a birthday banquet to celebrate. In a few days, when they know the final news, I don’t know if they can still laugh.”
Xun Qian hummed lightly. This is just the first step in his plan.
Zhang Han finished speaking, smiled, and walked out, but before he walked out of the Xun family villa, he retreated again. “Third Master, I just received a message that Mr. Qi will also be attending the dinner party…”
