Chapter 114: Commercial Shooting!

  "Grandfather Qin's eightieth birthday, I naturally have to go and wish him a happy birthday." Wen Ren Mu Yue said as she continued to fiddle with the dagger that Qin Luo had used to peel an apple for her, her face stern, without a hint of tenderness in her eyes, exuding a somewhat murderous aura.

  "Does this count as an agreement?" Qin Zongheng was slightly delighted but also very puzzled in his heart.

  According to his guess, things wouldn't be so easy to succeed after all.

  Refused for so many years, could it be that you suddenly like it? This is a persistent and stubborn woman. Once she has made up her mind about something, it's hard to change easily.

  Even if it's clear that such a decision is wrong.

  "Grandpa usually takes good care of us younger generations, but on such a big happy day as his 80th birthday, he didn't even come to celebrate and offer congratulations, it's really too impolite." Wen Ren Mu Yue explained.

  "You can come, Grandpa will be very happy. At that time I'll drive over to pick you up." Qin Zong said with a smile.

  "It's okay. You must have been busy that day. I won't bother you then. I'll go with my friends instead." said Wen Ren Mu Yue, declining the offer.

  "Friend? Do I know you? Are you here to hand out an invitation?" Qin's fingers, which had been drumming on the table, paused for a moment before quickly resuming their usual rhythm.

  "It's okay, my private friend. Don't bother bringing people over, and don't mind about it either."

  "Then don't be polite to me, Mu Yue. We've been friends for several years now." Qin Zongheng said with a smile. "Alright, I won't disturb your work anymore. Remember to rest. I'll leave first."

  Qin Zongheng stood up from his chair, nodded at Wen Ren Muyue, and turned to leave with a nonchalant air.

  Clean and efficient, without unnecessary pleasantries or formalities, absolutely no dragging on.

  In fact, in every aspect, Qin Zongheng is a man who can move women's hearts.

  Wen Ren Mu Yue raised the fruit knife in her hand, and the bright blade reflected her cold and indifferent eyes.

  "What he said is right. I'm just a high-IQ robot after all. A woman skilled in calculations will ultimately lose love." Wen Ren Mu Yue sighed softly.

  Qin walked out of the door and met Ma Yue waiting outside, smiling and saying: "Ma Yue, take good care of her. Tell her to rest more."

  "Miss won't listen to me." Ma Yuet said straightforwardly.

  Qin Zongheng knew that the master and servant had similar temperaments, rarely speaking to people in a roundabout way. He didn't get angry with her either, just smiled at her and turned around to leave with big strides.

  A man with a ordinary face and a thick beard squatting at the foot of the wall smoking, seeing a woman passing by, he would stretch his neck to take a peek with a lewd expression. Occasionally, when a woman wearing black tights walks in front of him, braving the cold winter of Beijing, he gets excited, his face turns red, and saliva almost drips out.

  "Right on time. This is right on time. The plate looks too perfect. Eighty-five points."

  "Your calf is slender. Your thigh is plump. And your butt looks good too ---- damn it, you'd better just walk properly and not look back. It's unlucky. Growing up to be like this and still daring to come out and meet people. Considering you're also a woman, I'll give you thirty points."

  "Wow, this face is top-notch. Without looking at her gait being big and floating, with legs apart, one look and you can tell she's a prostitute ---"

  The man was commenting on and rating the passing women according to his own standards.

  He was wearing an expensive suit and holding a small panda, a special gift for Zhongnanhai. However, his behavior and attire seemed somewhat out of sync.

  "Look at you, so pathetic." Qin walked up to the man and squatted down beside him, saying: "Give me a cigarette."

  "Hey, young master, which one would you like?" The man had a lewd smile on his face, revealing a set of yellowed teeth stained by cigarette smoke.

  "Whatever," said Qin Zongheng.

  "It's all right. I just occasionally smoke for fun. Whatever cigarette falls into your mouth, you can't get any flavor out of it." The man said, while taking out a pack of soft Red Pagoda Mountain from his pocket and handing one to Qin Zongheng.

  Qin said with a smile, "You asked me for cigarettes and I gave you a whole box of Little Panda. Now I'm asking you for cigarettes and you give me just one Red Pagoda Mountain? Only you can do something like this."

  Saying so with his mouth, he still gathered the torches sent by him and lit them on Hongtashan, taking a deep breath.

  "Haha, you're just playing around. Don't waste this good cigarette. I usually don't even dare to smoke it." The man said with a sly smile.

  "Drink up. After you finish drinking, tell me and I'll bring another box back for you." Qin Zongheng said.

  "Haha, that's great." Da Huang Ya said with a smile. He looked up at the towering skyscraper that seemed to touch the clouds and asked, "Did those girls reject you?"

  "Peasants. I don't care what you call other women. But to Wen Ren Mu Yue, you must show respect. Because she is the woman Qin Zong Heng likes." Qin Zong Heng said with a serious face.

  "Hmm, yes. I was wrong." Tianluo hastily apologized. "That young master, has your sister-in-law not accepted your invitation?"

  "Stop flattering. If you want her to be your sister-in-law, it's still a bit premature." Qin Zongheng said. "However, she did agree to my invitation."

  "What are you sighing about? And you've also cheated me out of a cigarette?" Tianluo said indignantly.

  "It's just that things aren't as perfect as you imagined." Qin Zongheng said: "You say, am I going to see that man? My love rival? You say he's ready?"

  "Heh heh, whether he's prepared or not I don't know. But I've already made preparations to watch the show. A fight between two men over a woman, how interesting." Tianluo smiled with a pleased expression.

  "What are you laughing at? Laugh again and I'll find a wife for you." Qin Zong shouted.

  The snail suddenly came to its senses and hastily withdrew its complacent expression.

  "Alright, let's go back. I'd rather not be seen squatting here smoking with a young girl like you. It'll be embarrassing if word gets out."

  "Haha, that's more like it, you're getting closer to us ordinary folks." Tianluo took the cigarette butt from Qin Zhongheng's hand and trotted off to throw it away in a nearby trash can.

  Then he ran over and started the car, reversing a black Mercedes-Benz armored vehicle in front of Qin Zongheng.

  Qin pulled open the rear door and got in, and the car started up quickly.

  Tianluo, origin unknown. Suddenly appeared beside Qin Zongheng, and with the first young master of Yanjing, Qin Zongheng, they have a relationship that is both master and servant as well as friends.

  He also serves as Qin Zongheng's driver, bodyguard and other multiple roles. Wherever Qin Zongheng goes, he only takes him out alone.

  Under his protection, Qin Zongheng has never had any accidents. Not even rumors of Qin Zongheng getting injured have ever been heard.

  In the city of Yanjing, there were countless legends about that man, but which one was true, no one knew except for the person himself.

  Lijiang City has high hopes for Jinwa's nourishing cream, in order to make it a hit, not only did they invite Taiwan's number one beauty model Chen Sicheng as the image spokesperson, but also invited renowned advertising director Jindelui to direct the commercial.

  Today is just shooting a set of photos for flat media promotion, so the location of the shoot was chosen at Golden Deer's indoor studio in Yanjing suburbs.

  Jinder is a man in his forties, not fat but robust. His silver-black long hair was combed neatly behind his back, with big eyes and thick eyebrows, a straight nose and a wide mouth, looking very spirited.

  Lian Qingshan introduced Chen Sichen and Qin Luo to him one after another, shaking hands with them respectively. However, the focus soon shifted to Lian Qingshan and Chen Sichen, discussing some ideas for this shoot.

  Qin Luo was completely ignored by him, and he didn't think this young guy was worth paying attention to. In his opinion, Qin Luo was just Chen Sichen's financial backer or assistant.

  For some reason, when Lian Qicheng introduced Qin Luo's identity, he was also somewhat vague, and it's no wonder others would misunderstand.

  Qin Luo didn't mind either, he was just a spectator. Such things were better left to these professionals to handle.

  The three of them chatted for a while, and then Jin Derui gestured to Chen Sichen again before turning to his photography assistant and saying, "Take Miss Chen to change her clothes."

  When Chen Sichen came out again, nearly an hour had passed. Fortunately, the studio was well-prepared with tea and fruit, and Director Jin was eloquent and interesting to listen to, so Qin Luo didn't fall asleep.

  Chen Sicheng is now wearing a silver professional suit, black stockings and high heels. The image looks like an office worker in a high-end white-collar job.

  Jinderui said: "Our first set of photos is the urban beauty series I planned. The main consumer group your products face is this type of person. Modern tight-fitting suits and ancient, jade-like beauty products are paired together - both perfectly combined and creating a strong visual conflict. This way, the picture's sense of hierarchy emerges. It can make the audience remember deeply -"

  Jinder is an expert in this field. Once he enters his own professional category, he talks endlessly and others don't even have the opportunity to interrupt.

  "Miss Chen, walk up to that poster. Right. Feet apart, knees together and leaning in - hmm. Not bad. Make the expression a bit wilder. Okay. Freeze. Ok."

  Because Chen Sicheng is a model herself, she has a strong sense of camera presence. Without the director explaining too much, she can quickly grasp the director's intentions.

  The two of them worked perfectly together and made great progress in filming.

  "What do you think?" Li Jiancheng turned around and looked at Qin Luo, asking.

  "I think it's a bit strange," Qin Luoruo said thoughtfully.

  "What?"

  "Yes. The screen sense. Gives people an uncoordinated feeling. Conflict is there, but it can't perfectly combine the two elements together." Qin Luo struggled to find words to describe his feelings. "It's like, the two are separated. I couldn't find the kind of thickness that Jin Huang Yang Rou powder should have."

  Lian Qingcheng's face was solemn, she thought for a moment before speaking to Jin Derui who was busy: "Director Jin, please stop for a moment. I have some ideas I'd like to discuss with you."

  (ps: Second update. Sorry. It's late. Old Liu is also sleepy. Everyone go wash and sleep.)

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