Chapter 718: Chapter 718: 369 Joke (2nd Update)

Chapter 718: 369 Joke (2nd Update)

Ming Xin focused on her breath, trying to minimize her presence.

“Average.”

“Why don’t you go back to the Rans and drink? They have all kinds of Junshan Silver Needle and Pre-Ming Longjing, much more high-class than the tea available in my little place. My small temple can’t afford to serve you, such a big Buddha.” Zheng Qing snatched up the teacup in Ming Jing’s hand and sat down opposite her with a huff.

Ming Xin stood up: “I feel a bit stuffy, I’m going out for a walk.”

She disappeared in a flash.

Ming Jing picked up another cup, rinsed the tea, brewed the tea, and poured the brown tea soup back into the jade porcelain cup.

“Don’t be so angry, have some tea to cool down.”

Zheng Qing gulped down the tea and slammed the teacup back onto the table with a “pop.”

“Tell me, what are you planning?”

“No particular plans, just doing what a lady of the Rans should do is enough.”

“It seems that your days as the Rans’ lady are quite good.”

Ming Jing smiled, “How’s the preparation for Wind on the Clouds?”

“All the funds are in place. As for the director, we originally wanted to invite Li Shun, but he had no schedule. What do you think of An Yang and Zhang Maoke?”

Li Shun was a top director, on par with Yu Dawei. He had turned down several invitations, probably because he thought too little of such amateur productions.

An Yang was a rising director in recent years, but his unique style took nitpicking to the extreme; shooting a film was like doing grunt work, one scene could be shot for three months. He was sarcastically referred to as a late-stage procrastination director, and many projects were aborted, causing investors to flee. Most risk-averse investors wouldn’t approach him.

However, he was also the most likely to produce a blockbuster hit, depending on whether there were any gamblers.

Zhang Maoke, on the other hand, was more conservative, being neither the best nor the worst.

Ming Jing casually said, “Then let’s go with An Yang.”

“You really think An Yang is feasible? Have you calculated it? It’s going to be a blockbuster, right?” Zheng Qing asked eagerly.

“I don’t know about the future, but rather than spinning in our comfort zone, why not take a gamble? We might get unexpected results.”

“Miss, that’s an investment of billions, I’ve put all my worth into it, and I’ve begged and cajoled several investors. If you mess this up, my son’s milk money will be gone. Will you raise my son for me then?”

It was indeed a crazy gamble to bet billions.

“No venture, no gain. There’s always a risk in doing anything, it just depends on the size.”

Later, a few more actors were exposed with scandals, and people were curious about what was going on today. Everyone was like jackals in a melon field...

“Again, you’re going to such a messy place, don’t you have any sense of being an idol? If you don’t want to be famous, just get lost.”

Standing in front of Zheng Qing is a young man with a guitar on his back, giving off a cool street style vibe.

Ming Xin pulled A Wen who just passed by and asked, “What’s going on?”

A Wen helplessly said, “It’s Dong Jiahe. He used to perform in bars, but Brother Qing told him to quit and focus on preparing for the audition show. Who would’ve known that he’d sneak there behind Brother Qing’s back? That place is too chaotic, and if he becomes famous and gets exposed, it’ll be a huge handicap.”

Among the four newcomers signed by Brother Qing, Dong Jiahe was the most disobedient and was bound to cause trouble sooner or later.

The young man’s lips were pursed, and his stubbornness showed in his cold, determined eyes. “Can I get my salary for one year in advance?”

Zheng Qing laughed incredulously, “One year’s salary? How bold of you to ask. What value have you brought me? Why should I advance you one year’s salary?”

“I’ve already written the song for the audition.”

“And what makes you think your song will definitely be popular? Do you think you’re the next Qu Feitai? Remember your identity; you’re just a trainee now. If I catch you at a bar again, I’ll terminate our contract, and you can live at the bar for all I care.”

Zheng Qing left after dropping his ultimatum.

The young man stood silently in place, his lips tightly pursed.

Zheng Qing slammed the door of his office and instructed Xiao Wen, “Go find out if he’s been in any trouble at the bar lately.”

That place was a nest of dragons and snakes, gathering place for all kinds of riffraffs. This kid was foolish and might be easily deceived.

Xiao Wen replied efficiently, “I’ll investigate right away.”

Zheng Qing loosened his collar, feeling annoyed.

Ming Jing stood up, “You should rest early, too. I’m going back now.”

“I’ll escort you downstairs and get some fresh air, none of these kids put my mind at ease.”

Thinking of something, Zheng Qing’s face showed a rare smile, “Speaking of which, that young man you recommended, Yan Chen, is quite good. He has great potential. If Dong Jiahe doesn’t work out, I’m thinking of promoting Yan Chen for the audition show.”

“It’s up to you.”

The elevator opened, and Ming Xin yawned and walked out first. Zheng Qing lagged behind and lowered his voice to ask, “I almost forgot to ask you, what’s the deal between you and that Dr. Bo?”

Ming Jing crooked her lips, “Friends.”

“Is it really that simple? No other thoughts?”

Ming Jing’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, and her usually gentle tone instantly sank, “You can’t joke about this.”

Zheng Qing found it a bit strange since she didn’t react so much when he used to tease her about Ming Jing and Qu Feitai, or even Shen Zhou.