Xu Qingyan grasped the steering wheel unconsciously, driving back along the familiar route. He thought about the moment at the music festival, the face that had looked up at him.
He understood that the more it was times like these, the more he couldnât stop.
Just keep moving forward, there was only moving forward.
Starting his own company had to be pushed up the agenda, waiting until next year would be too late. Fame should be seized early, there were things he simply had to do.
He returned home at one twenty in the morning, to a large three-bedroom flat with just himself in it.
The light in the living room was brightly cold.
With a humming sound, Lin Wanzhou asked him what time his flight was tomorrow. Xu Qingyan replied with a time, adding that there was no need to send him off, he would rush to the airport after he woke up.
âOh.â
After a while, Xu Qingyan, lying on the sofa resting with his eyes closed, felt his phone vibrate.
âGoodnight.â
âMm, goodnight.â
About half an hour later, Xu Qingyan glanced at the trending search list.
Keywords such as âSpring Festival Gala insiderâ had cooled down, and after a full twenty-four hours, âBlue and White Porcelainâ had also been refreshed out from the top ten of the hot search.
In Penguin Musicâs âBlue and White Porcelainâ comment section, the number of comments had surged by a thousand.
After procrastinating a bit, he went to wash up and head to bed.
The next day, he flew to Changâan.
âTeacher Xu.â
âTeacher Xu!â
After Xu Qingyan returned from his vacation to his post, the atmosphere was as it had been before. As if the âSpring Festival Gala insiderâ scandal had never happened, no one even mentioned it.
Everyone was aware that there was only one person in the group who liked Quentin.
Since the Chief Director Ji Shiâan hadnât said anything, everyone naturally acted as if nothing had happened. After all, Zou Lewei wasnât part of the main creative team; he was just on the fringe, doing odd jobs.
In fact, the number of times Zou Lewei did those subsidiary tasks was also very few. The playboy didnât have much real talent, nor could he stand much hardship, he just dabbled for the sake of experience.
âZou Lewei really ainât worth shit, damn it.â Gan Wenchang could not help complaining in private, âAlthough Iâm also a freeloader, I know my place, at least I do some work and donât add to the chaos.â
âThe bastard even started making accusations!â
They had a meeting in the afternoon, so the two found a noodle shop nearby to eat cold noodles for lunch.
The place was crowded, mostly with locals, with nine or so tables crowding the small storefront. The ownerâs family was busy, taking care of both the inside and outside of the shop, occasionally calling out loudly.
After entering, Gan Wenchang didnât mention Zou Lewei anymore.
âBoss, give me a bowl of mixed noodles with a soda.â
Xu Qingyan didnât order a soda, simply because he found it unprofitable. He ordered a bowl of hot oil noodles and then went next door to buy a meat sandwich. Returning to his seat, Gan Wenchang handed him a bottle of iced soy milk.
âThanks, do you want to share some of the meat sandwich?â
âThat wonât be necessary.â Gan Wenchang slapped his forehead and then looked puzzled, âYouâre at least Xu Baiwan, so why are you so stingy with yourself?â
âThinking of getting married? I hear youâre close with two young divas. Real estate prices in Xinghai are indeed outrageous, Teacher Xu wanting to settle down might take some time.â
âNo, Iâm just tight on money lately.â Xu Qingyan took a bite of his meat sandwich, which wasnât as amazing as he imagined, âWriting songs doesnât make money, so Iâm thinking of starting a small company.â
âYeah, selling songs really doesnât make money, itâs a one-hit deal.â Gan Wenchang slurped up a mouthful of belt noodles, his lips coated with chili oil, âI feel with your current fame, you could completely go solo with your songs.â
Xu Qingyan didnât explain much, like the fact that when he sold songs, he actually worked on a revenue-sharing basis, or that he couldnât record songs alone, relying entirely on young divas to manage the business.
âMm, is it troublesome to start a company now?â
Hearing this, Gan Wenchang pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth.
âNot really troublesome, it mainly depends on what kind of company you want to start. Actually, it doesnât cost too much, and the registered capital isnât paid up front; as long as you can afford the loss, itâs fine.â
âYou can ask around, find someone trustworthy, and pay them to take care of everything.â
âAlright, Iâll think about it some more.â Xu Qingyan didnât say much, as it wasnât convenient to discuss this matter with Gan Wenchang, so he changed the subject, âWhatâs going on with Dance Director Xiao lately?â
âEver since I came back, Iâve noticed her complexion hasnât been quite right, she seems distracted.â
When Xu Qingyan first arrived in Changâan, He Guojin had taken him through the hallway, where he encountered the woman whose allure seemed to swim around her, Dance Director Xiao Shujun,
Strikingly beautiful, it was evident she was a beauty in her youth. Dancing seemed to preserve youthfulness, with wavering hair in her thirties and shallow dimples smiling on her face.
âI happen to know a bit about this, butâ¦â Gan Wenchang lowered his voice, âYouâve got to be tight-lipped, you canât tell anyone else.â
âDonât worry, Iâm famously tight-lipped.â Xu Qingyan said.
Gan Wenchang took a swig of his ice-cold soda and began to gossip in a hushed tone.
âI heard Director Xiaoâs husband is making a fuss about divorce recently, around the time of our vacation. It seems the program she proposed is also having problems, itâs still under discussion and most likely a no-go.â
âAh, I feel sympathy for her!â
âWhy donât you lend a hand then, young master Gan?â
âYou think I donât want to? Iâm powerless, brother.â Gan Wenchang sighed, âBesides, itâs not certain whether she would appreciate it or not.â
Xu Qingyan had no intention of cherishing or pitying the fairer sex; the two young divas were enough for him to strive for. He was currently focused on getting his company up and running, interested in Xiao Shujunâs background.
Most of the members of the directorâs team were seconded from the central station, such as Ji Shiâanâs assistant. Then there were individuals like Gan Wenchang and the staff from the Changâan TV station.@@novelbin@@
Among the main creative team, Xiao Shujun was the exception, as she was from Capital City.
In a casual conversation, Xu Qingyan had learned she had some influence in the film and television industry in Capital City. He had mentally noted this and hadnât thought of deliberately making connections with her.
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