Chapter 91 - 91 There Would Surely Be a Fun Show to Watch Tonight

91 There Would Surely Be a Fun Show to Watch Tonight

Yun Li’s interview in Ming City went very smoothly.

Although Wen Xu was no longer Zhongwen Film and Television Group’s Vice President, he still contacted three influential bosses in the business world for her because of their old friendship.

Wen Xu accompanied the first two to complete the interview, but when it came to the last and most important person, Rong Ce, The president of Youying Video Group, Wen Xu couldn’t accompany her.

Wen Hao had arranged a business trip for him over the weekend to deal with a more difficult client in another province. It was obvious he was making things difficult for Wen Xu, but he had to go.

“Rong Ce agreed to the interview, but only for 15 minutes.”

Wen Xu said, “I’ve already communicated with him. You can go directly to the Ming City high-end art auction at seven o’clock tonight. You can contact him during the intermission.”

Yun Li had never been to such a high-end auction, so she was a little uneasy.

“I’m really afraid that I’ll make a fool of myself. Besides, 15 minutes might be a little short, so we can’t talk much.”

Yun Li hugged Sang Qianqian and acted like a spoiled child. “Qianqian, aren’t you very close to Rong Ce’s sister? Can’t you come with me and help me get more interview time…”

Whether the interview was successful or not would affect Yun Li’s return this time. It was a gamble of whether she could obtain the Chief Editor’s approval, and whether she could continue to work at the magazine agency.

Sang Qianqian thought for a moment and agreed. It was the weekend, so Shen Hanyu didn’t have to go to work. It shouldn’t be a problem to adjust his treatment schedule.

She dialed Shen Hanyu’s phone. ” President Shen, can we postpone tonight’s acupuncture treatment to the afternoon?”

“Why?” Shen Hanyu asked, surprised.

“I have a friend from Yuecheng. She’s going to a high-end art auction tonight to interview the Youying Video Group’s President, Rong Ce.”

Sang Qianqian was a little embarrassed. “This interview is very important, so she wants me to come with her.”

Shen Hanyu was silent for a while. “Sure.”

Sang Qianqian heaved a sigh of relief. “Thank you, President Shen. Is it appropriate for me to meet you at two o’clock?”

After the acupuncture treatment, Shen Hanyu could take a nap.

“Sure,” Shen Hanyu agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Hanyu contacted Rong Ce. “Someone wants to interview you tonight?”

Rong Ce nodded. “Yes, it was Wen Xu who helped to pull the strings. He said that she was his friend who came from Yuecheng. As you know, I don’t like to be interviewed by the media. I gave the other party 15 minutes because I didn’t want to embarrass Wen Xu.”

“What time is the auction?” Shen Hanyu asked after two seconds of silence.

Rong Ce was slightly stunned. “Why? Do you want to go? I remember that you were never interested in collecting art.”

He was an experienced art collector, but Shen Hanyu wasn’t interested in it at all.

“I’m suddenly interested tonight,” Shen Hanyu said lightly.

Rong Ce smiled and gave him an address. “Seven o’clock in the evening. When you arrive, come to the VIP area on the second floor to find me.”

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At seven o’clock in the evening, Shen Hanyu sat down next to Rong Ce in the luxurious VIP floor, his eyes scanning the crowd of guests in the first floor hall.

He noticed Sang Qianqian immediately when she brought Yun Li in. In a daze, he seemed to have seen the Sang Qianqian from five years ago.

The girl didn’t dress plainly like she usually did. She had put on makeup and was wearing a pure white off-shoulder dress with light feathers and a cloud veil. Her hair was combed into a slightly puffy bun, and her slightly-curled hair fell on both sides of her face. Under the light, she looked very lively and beautiful. As she walked, she was as light and dreamy as a fairy who had descended to the mortal world.

Shen Hanyu’s gaze swept past the person beside her. After confirming that the person accompanying her was a girl, his eyes never left Sang Qianqian.

Rong Ce followed his gaze and suddenly laughed.

“The girl beside Miss Sang should be the reporter who wants to interview me. She called me an hour ago to confirm the interview.”

Rong Ce asked considerately, “Do you want them to come up now?”

“No need. We’ll do it according to your original interview time.”

Since the interview was already scheduled, it would be rude to have them go up now.

Rong Ce nodded. “That’s good.”

In the main hall, Sang Qianqian pulled Yun Li through the crowd and went to find their seats according to the number on the invitation. Sang Qianqian was wearing a light and delicate white dress, while Yun Li was wearing a bright and fiery red dress.

Along the way, there were people looking at them with surprise in their eyes.

Ding Aojia was holding Wen Hao’s arm and joking with someone, but she noticed that Wen Hao’s head was almost turned to the back.

She looked over unhappily and saw Sang Qianqian in the crowd. Her expression turned cold.

“Wen Hao, what are you looking at?” Ding Aojia suddenly pulled Wen Hao, somewhat angry.

“It seems like we misunderstood Sang Qianqian the last time.”

Wen Hao retracted his gaze. “So, the Sang family isn’t that bad. She’s probably the Sang family’s Big Young Miss. Otherwise, how could she participate in this high-end art auction?”

The auction was held by a France auction company in Ming City, which was specifically targeted toward the rich and privileged. Those who were invited to the event were of extraordinary status.

Moreover, Sang Qianqian’s clothes seemed to be the new spring and summer collection of some luxury brand. Previously, when he had accompanied Ding Aojia to shop at a luxury store, Ding Aojia had even tried them on.

However, Ding Aojia looked very voluptuous in it, far from the fairy-like aura Sang Qianqian had.

“What ‘Young Miss’, it’s better to remove the word ‘Big’. Her outfit was definitely a high-quality imitation, a cheap one from Taobao. As for the invitation, who knows who threw it to her.”

Ding Aojia sneered. “Do you know what Chang San found out about her that day? She took a taxi to Imperial Creek Terrace and stayed there for more than half an hour. Then, she came out and took a taxi back to an old staff dormitory building near Ming City University.”

Those who could live in Imperial Creek Terrace were either rich or powerful. Sang Qianqian took a taxi there and back, and left after half an hour.

With no one to send her off and no car, it was easy to imagine what she had gone to do and what her status was in the other party’s eyes.

Wen Hao was stunned. After he understood, he said regretfully, “Only half an hour? That’s too short.”

That was Sang Qianqian, but only half an hour? Tsk tsk, what a waste.

“Who knows? Maybe the one who asked her to go was an old and ugly man who had the will but no strength.”

Ding Aojia snorted contemptuously. “Even an old man like him doesn’t take her seriously. Otherwise, how could he let her wear clothes and shoes that cost less than five hundred Yuan to embarrass herself at Cloud Sea Restaurant?”

Guo Muyang, who had arrived a few minutes late due to the traffic, heard Sang Qianqian’s name as he passed through the lobby. He subconsciously stopped in his tracks and listened to Wen Hao and Ding Aojia’s conversation.

He gave Wen Hao and ding Aojia a meaningful look, then went up to the second floor without saying anything.

“Hanyu, some people are saying you’re old and ugly.”

Guo Muyang didn’t mind stirring up trouble. “Moreover, they said you didn’t take Miss Sang seriously and let her wear clothes and shoes that cost less than five hundred Yuan to embarrass herself at Cloud Sea Restaurant.”

Shen Hanyu and Rong Ce were speechless.

There would surely be a fun show to watch tonight.