Chapter 121: Cunning and Arrogant King (Side CP Appears)
“I want to invest in Nine Continents.”
The man’s calm voice traveled through the phone line to Wu Weiguang’s ears, instantly widening his eyes in surprise. Master Gu had personally called him in the middle of the night to say he wanted to invest in his drama?!
What’s going on?
The night outside was deep, starless and moonless, but Gu Fei was in a good mood, his brows and eyes reflecting the pleasant afterglow of satisfaction, a hint of lingering desire.
The man, wearing a black silk robe, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window. The V-neck robe was open, revealing a strong, healthy chest. The skin exposed to the air clearly showed the lingering traces of intimacy.
Before the person on the other end could react, he spoke again, “Is eighty million enough?”
His tone was as calm as if he were buying a pound of cabbage for two dollars on the street.
Eighty million! It’s eighty million, not eight dollars! Wu Weiguang was so shocked he couldn’t speak, stuttering and unable to form a coherent sentence.
“Not enough?” Gu Fei thought the other person found it too little. He turned, looking at the person on the bed. The boy was covered with a blanket, lying sideways towards Gu Fei, fast asleep.
Gu Fei still wasn’t completely at ease and hadn’t dared to exert himself too much.
Even so, it had tired An Qingyan to sleep. Afterward, Gu Fei had carried him to the bathroom to shower, leaving even more marks on his fair skin.
Looking at the boy’s peaceful sleeping face, a pleasant, gentle curve touched the man’s lips. He was in a good mood, so he was naturally generous, “Is one hundred million enough?”
One hundred million?!
Wu Weiguang was overjoyed. He’d been worried about this, and now this unexpected stroke of luck? A golden benefactor had come to him? This Master Gu was a true bodhisattva!
That’s twice as much as what Mr. Wu had invested!
Add in other sponsors, the funding would be more than sufficient!
Whether it was real or not, he’d agree first. Wu Weiguang quickly said, “Enough, enough, enough! More than enough!!”
“Good. Let’s meet to discuss the details another day. I’ll hang up now.” Gu Fei didn’t have much time to discuss business. Spending time sleeping with his YanYan was better.
Seeing the other party about to hang up, Wu Weiguang hurriedly said, “Is this real? Are you really Master Gu of Gu Corporation?” No one would be bored enough to call him in the middle of the night to tease him, right?
“If Director Wu still has doubts, you can come to Gu Corporation to find me tomorrow.”
“Yes, yes, yes. Then Master Gu, please rest early. Goodbye.”
The call ended, and Wu Weiguang hadn’t reacted yet, staring blankly at the unfamiliar number on his phone screen. Just like that? Just like that? The funding issue was solved?
He could proudly reject Mr. Wu’s unreasonable demands? He could choose An Qingyan? Wait, wouldn’t Master Gu also want to decide on someone for the male lead?
No matter what, it was excellent news.
Was he dreaming?
Thinking this, Wu Weiguang slapped himself hard. The sharp sound of the slap and the burning pain reminded him it was real! He wasn’t dreaming!
He shakily lit a cigarette, taking a deep, trembling drag to calm himself down. He needed to calm down.
Just as Wu Weiguang was calming down, his phone rang again. This time, it wasn’t an unknown number. The caller ID was An Jing; they had worked together on a drama and had a good relationship.
But why was An Jing calling him in the middle of the night?
“Director Wu, how are you doing these days?” An Jing chatted with him for a while before getting to the point, “I heard your new drama is about to start filming, and you’re having some trouble with the casting?”
Wu Weiguang: “?” This sounded familiar?
“I’ve encountered a little trouble,” He spoke frankly to An Jing, whom he was close to. “The producer wants to choose the male lead, otherwise he’ll withdraw investment, but I have a better candidate in mind, so I’m caught in a dilemma.”
Come to think of it, isn’t An Qingyan the son the An family recently found? Isn’t he An Jing’s brother? No wonder he suddenly called, it’s for his brother.
“Director Wu, I’m very optimistic about your drama. It’ll definitely be a hit, and you know our relationship. I want to help you out. How much funding does your drama need? I can invest.”
An Jing said with a warm smile, “This way, you can choose the actors you’re satisfied with and won’t feel sorry.”
Wu Weiguang rolled his eyes. Come on, I know your little scheme! You’re a good brother to go this far for your brother.
How did this news leak out?!
He understood An Jing’s investment, but why would Master Gu invest? Was this drama really that attractive?
“An Jing, a few minutes ago, a boss called and said he wanted to invest eighty million… no, one hundred million in this drama.”
Hearing this, An Jing frowned in confusion on the other end of the phone, “Who?”
Wu Weiguang: “Gu Fei, CEO of Gu Corporation.”
An Jing: “…”
Damn it! Old Gu!
Why is it you again!!
An Qingyan’s older brother, An Jing, gnashed his teeth in secret, wanting to devour Gu Fei alive. He’d finally found a chance to help YanYan, but Gu Fei had stolen the opportunity!
After hanging up, An Jing was in a foul mood. He needed to go out for a walk, or he’d lose control and call Gu Fei to scold him.
Walking, An Jing arrived at the practice room. Although it was late, many trainees were still practicing. The finals were approaching, and the debut positions were basically locked for the top few trainees.
Lu Yuqi was the undisputed number one.
The kid had a bad temper, but he was hardworking and excellent. Honestly, An Jing admired him. If he could improve his temper, it would be even better.
But that was his personality.
If YanYan were still here, the number one spot would be uncertain.
“Raise your arms higher, watch your feet…”
“The movement is too ugly, do it again.”
“Watch closely, I’ll demonstrate…”
Lu Yuqi was still the ill-tempered king, with a perpetually disgruntled expression, seemingly impatient and blunt, but he patiently corrected his teammates’ movements.
The two teammates had long become accustomed to the king’s sharp tongue and kind heart. Ignore the scolding, remember the movements, or you’ll be scolded even worse.
“I’m so tired, can we rest for ten minutes?”
Lu Yuqi lightly hummed in agreement. He took the mineral water offered by a teammate and drank it, large beads of sweat sliding down his sharp jawline.
There was a mirror in front of him. He caught a glimpse of a figure passing by the corridor outside, pausing briefly before entering the practice room.
The other two trainees stood up and politely greeted An Jing, “Teacher An, why aren’t you going home to rest so late?”
“It’s nothing, I came to see how you’re practicing.”
“It’s okay, Yuqi is teaching us, and our progress is quite fast.”
“Oh? Really?”
Lu Yuqi neither greeted An Jing nor joined the conversation. He didn’t even turn his head, putting down his water and casually wiping his mouth before continuing to practice in front of the mirror.
As if An Jing didn’t exist.
An Jing’s gaze rested on Lu Yuqi. He wasn’t annoyed by his disregard. If the kid was polite and greeted him, he’d find it strange.
He immediately saw that Lu Yuqi’s movements were slightly off. They were subtle errors, but he couldn’t help but approach.
The boy immediately stopped, expressionless, looking at the man beside him, speaking impolitely, “Teacher An, is there something?”
An Jing: “You made two mistakes just now. Do it again, let me see.”
Lu Yuqi didn’t object, doing it again.
“Wrong.” An Jing stood behind Lu Yuqi, taking the boy’s arm, his expression serious. “Like this… and like this. Your arms need to maintain the same level.”
The man’s chest was almost against the boy’s back, like a back hug. He was very close when he spoke, his warm breath brushing the boy’s ear, his faint scent enveloping him.
Lu Yuqi pursed his lips, remaining expressionless.
“Lu Yuqi, did you hear me? Did you learn it? Do it again yourself.”
Lu Yuqi paused for a second, then boldly said, “I didn’t hear clearly, teach me again.”
His commanding tone was not at all like speaking to an instructor.
“…” This little rascal, An Jing helplessly patted his head, “Aren’t you usually the best? Why can’t you learn now? Did your brain cells degenerate at night?”
Lu Yuqi remained unmoved, “Will you teach me or not?”
“Teach, teach… this time, listen carefully.”
The other two teammates, now completely background characters: “…”
They stared blankly at the scene, was there a hint of a bickering couple vibe? Lu Yuqi, you’re so arrogant, not polite to Teacher An at all.
Teacher An, you’re a highly respected celebrity instructor! Lu Yuqi is so impolitely ordering you around, shouldn’t you be angry? Why are you just smiling helplessly and patiently teaching him again? Where’s your temper?
Also, King Arrogant, weren’t your movements perfectly fine just now? You were even teaching them, why can’t you do them correctly when Teacher An comes over?
Did seeing Teacher An trigger some kind of switch?
They exchanged glances, seeing the same thought in each other’s eyes:
The arrogant king is actually a cunning arrogant king.
He hides it well.