Chapter 603: Chairman Tang, Chairman Tang

In the booth in the corner of the first floor.

Zhang Minghua was still showing off his knowledge reserve, chatting with the girls about the prospects of the short drama industry.

With Tang Song gone, he had once again become the absolute focus of this small circle.

During the chat, his gaze couldn't help but linger for a few extra seconds on Qian Lele, who was quietly eating fruit beside him.

Under the dim, hazy lights, Qian Lele's beautiful cheeks flushed with a faint blush due to excitement and alcohol.

She appeared even more fresh and moving.

"Ding-dong—"

Wu Siqi looked at her phone and suddenly leaned over mysteriously, saying: "Hey! I just saw news in the group saying that in a while, the leaders of our base and an executive from Fanfu Suzi Culture Media are going to come to the site to inspect it in person!"

"Really or fake?" Li Jingrong immediately became interested, "Which leader is it?"

"General Manager Zhou from the Film and Television Base Operations Department, and a Vice President from Fanfu Suzi Media." Wu Siqi's eyes flashed with bright light, "I've been interning for so long, and I've never seen such big leaders even once!"

She was in the new media department, mainly responsible for base brand promotion, content dissemination, etc.

It was considered under the management of the Operations Department.

Zhang Minghua, upon hearing this, took a sip of wine and said boldly: "Siqi, this is a good opportunity! When the leaders come later, be proactive, go up and help pour water, run errands, and get a familiar face in front of the leaders. Maybe you'll have a chance to turn into a full-time employee early in the future."

Facing this "guidance" from Zhang Minghua, Wu Siqi just gave an awkward "mm" and didn't say much.

She was a senior intern, and they were executives of a film and television group; wouldn't it be asking for trouble to push herself forward like that?

After more contact, she suddenly felt that Jingrong's boyfriend seemed full of "dad-vibes" and was also a bit self-righteous.

He was far from as fresh and natural as Lele's "brother," with his confidence and ease from the inside out.

Just then.

A familiar, pleasant voice came from her ear: "Sorry to keep everyone waiting."

Immediately after, Tang Song stepped back into the booth.

He nodded politely to everyone and sat down naturally beside Qian Lele.

He tilted his head slightly.

He saw that Lele had already torn open that bag full of childhood memories of spicy strips, and was pinching them with her fingertips, eating them happily.

Like a little hamster stealing snacks.

This younger sister really liked eating things like spicy strips and spicy slices; when they were in the teacher's apartment before, there was always an opened bag in the fridge.

Thinking of the scenes from the past, Tang Song chuckled and suddenly reached out, "intercepting" that big spicy slice just as she was about to send it to her mouth.

Qian Lele let out an "ah" and raised her head in confusion.

Tang Song winked at her playfully and sent the spicy slice into his own mouth.

Qian Lele's face flushed, and she hurriedly shifted her gaze.

After eating the spicy slice, Tang Song raised the wine glass in front of him and shook the glass at Lele, "Come on, sister, let's have a drink together."

"Mm."

Qian Lele bumped glasses with him somewhat shyly and lowered her head to drink the fruit wine in the glass in small sips.

"Let's just say, you two don't drink secretly!" Wu Siqi smiled and raised her glass, "Come, come, come, everyone is here, let's bump one, thank you all for coming to help with the cameo!"

"Ding~ ding~" The sound of wine glasses bumping rang out.

The cool wine slid down her throat.

The atmosphere in the livehouse became even livelier.

The three girls chatted away, talking about interesting things at school one moment, and complaining about graduation thesis topics and elective courses the next.

Tang Song didn't appear out of place because of his status; instead, he integrated into their topics very naturally.

His speech was witty and humorous, his insights clear and accurate,

and he could always take care of everyone's emotions just right.

Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong looked at him, their eyes sparkling, feeling that chatting with him was very happy.

The sound of wine glasses bumping rang out continuously.

Although it was low-alcohol beer and sparkling wine, Qian Lele, who didn't have much alcohol tolerance, soon became a bit tipsy.

She would even giggle at Tang Song from time to time.

Zhang Minghua, opposite, saw the dominance of the topic being shifted away again without a trace, and his face couldn't hold up.

He didn't have any bad intentions; he just liked to show off, especially in front of beautiful girls and his own girlfriend.

Just then, the music in the livehouse changed.

The director, wearing a baseball cap and work uniform, walked onto the stage and picked up the microphone.

"Students, friends, thank you all for participating tonight! I am the director of the short drama, our filming is about to officially begin..."

Then, the director briefly explained the plot and the parts where everyone needed to cooperate.

The plot wasn't complicated: the heroine is forced to drink by a leader in the livehouse, encounters the hero by chance, and the domineering CEO saves the beauty.

And the "cameos" like Tang Song and the others just needed to play the ordinary audience present, creating a lively, carnival atmosphere on the dance floor.

With the director's order, the atmosphere at the scene was instantly ignited.

Dozens of extras were guided to the center of the dance floor.

The invited influencer band appeared, the music was deafening, and colorful laser lights swept wildly through the dense crowd, illuminating everyone's faces in a bizarre way.

Qian Lele wasn't used to it, subconsciously covering her ears with her hands, her body shrinking slightly.

Tang Song, seeing this, naturally stepped forward, half-embracing her, using his body to shield her from the crowded crowd behind her.

Then, he reached out and covered the back of her hand that was covering her ears, forming a more effective "soundproof cover."

"It's okay, you'll adapt soon."

This sudden and protective intimate action made Qian Lele's heartbeat skip a beat instantly.

Feeling Tang Song's breath, she said blankly: "Thank you, brother."

Tang Song couldn't help but pinch her cheek.

Li Jingrong and Wu Siqi looked at each other, both revealing knowing smiles.

They consciously moved a bit further away from the two.

Zhang Minghua smacked his lips and squeezed into the crowd.

After a simple arrangement, filming officially began.

Everyone was a young person in their twenties, and in such an atmosphere, they soon entered the state, following the rhythm of the music and dancing to their heart's content.

Seeing the "Cinderella" in his arms who was still a bit restrained and nervous.

Tang Song let go, patted her back, leaned into her ear, and said loudly: "Actually, I haven't been to this kind of occasion much either, let's just dance blindly with them, anyway, it's all just a bunch of demons dancing! Haha."

Hearing his exaggerated description, Qian Lele let out a "pfft" and laughed, the nervousness in her eyes dissipating by more than half.

Looking at the faces around her brimming with youth and vitality, and Tang Song's encouraging gaze,

Qian Lele took a deep breath and began to learn their way, gently swaying her body.

She danced very casually, without any rules, but that vibrant vitality unique to a young girl was exceptionally charming.

Tang Song, under the cover of the music, leaned close to her ear again, "You dance very beautifully, keep it up."

Qian Lele instantly smiled like a flower, and the amplitude of her movements began to grow unconsciously.

She was also just a twenty-year-old young person, optimistic, hardworking, and positive, and had also had days of loving to play and make trouble.

It was just that because of the heavy family burden, she had to suppress all the willfulness and happiness belonging to this age.

She put too much energy into working and studying, and rarely had moments to truly please herself.

At this very moment, having had some wine and with Tang Song by her side, she briefly forgot her family, responsibilities, pressure, and inferiority.

In this noisy and free dance floor, she completely let go of herself.

Jumping, spinning, her fresh ponytail throwing out a beautiful arc in the air.

A bright, carefree smile bloomed on her face.

That aura unique to youth dissipated wantonly in the sweat and music, dazzling enough that people couldn't look away.

Tang Song stood on the side, watching somewhat distractedly.

Noticing his somewhat burning gaze, Qian Lele felt a bit embarrassed, and her movements gradually slowed down.

Tang Song let out a light breath and revealed a bright smile at her.

Then he leaned in, pressed against her body, and led her to integrate back into the beat of the music, dancing lightly together.

The hazy, flickering lights, the surrounding joyful crowd, the subtle friction of bodies, the exhaled breath, the burning body temperature...

"Bang, bang-bang—"

The violent heartbeat thundered in Qian Lele's ears, almost drowning out all the sound waves at the scene.

The extreme ambiguity and heartbeat seemed to be infinitely magnified at this moment.

Her body felt a tingling tremor.

In the shadows of the stage corner.

Yan Su Su Su, who was holding her phone and seriously filming behind-the-scenes videos, had a blank expression.

She saw the exceptionally outstanding "second male lead" Tang Song on the dance floor at a glance.

The other party was dancing intimately with a pure and sexy girl, their bodies pressed together, and the girl was smiling brightly, obviously their relationship was not ordinary.

Thinking back to the "Shura field" scene that just happened in the booth.

Yan Su Su Su's brain instantly went "boom," and she immediately imagined a series of masochistic dramas of love and hate!

The second male lead seems to have really been hurt!

He must be deliberately stimulating Qingqing sister! Trying to use this childish and domineering way to attract Qingqing sister's attention!

He wants to make Qingqing sister jealous! Wants to make her regret it!

My god! Then what should Qingqing sister do?

Will she rush down now and stage a "snatch the man" drama?!

Although she had long known some of Tang Song's situation, such as Micro-Light Coffee, such as that Bentley and the performance at Yaoyao's birthday party, so she wasn't particularly surprised by this scene.

She hurriedly collected her thoughts, and under the prompt of the staff, took a deep breath and walked onto the stage.

Fortunately, her task was very simple, just to sing a song as a special guest and say a few words to drive the atmosphere.

After singing a song, amidst the warm applause from the audience, she bowed gracefully and stepped off the stage.

Then, without delaying for a moment, she immediately slipped to the VIP booth on the second floor to report her "major discovery" to the big boss Qingqing in detail.

"Big boss Qingqing, what should we do?!"

Xu Qing pursed her lips, looking at the dim and messy dance floor downstairs, her face without the slightest surprise or panic.

She certainly knew that there were many women around Tang Song.

But in front of her "little pendant," she certainly still had to maintain her "big heroine" persona.

Thinking of this, her dark eyes turned.

She picked up the Long Island Iced Tea on the table and took a light sip.

Licking her rosy lips, she said lightly: "Men, heh, always like to use this childish way to attract my attention.

Let him be. Once he's done making a scene, he'll naturally come back."

Her voice carried three parts disdain, three parts helplessness, and four parts insight into the situation.

Boom—

This sentence, like a thunderbolt, split open Yan Su Su Su's brain, which was filled with melodramatic gossip!

Her eyes were instantly filled with huge shock and worship!

So, the world of adults, especially the emotional world of top elites like the big boss Qingqing, is actually so—unfathomable!

Her own love-brain, which only knew how to cry and make a scene, was simply weak compared to the big boss Qingqing!

From today on, she would also study hard, striving to become like the big boss Qingqing as soon as possible.

A true queen who can play men in the palm of her hand!

After several scenes were filmed repeatedly, it finally came to an end.

The extras on the dance floor dispersed somewhat unfulfilled.

Returning to the booth, everyone wiped the sweat from their foreheads and began to excitedly drink, chat, and eat.

After the unreserved release on the dance floor just now, Qian Lele's whole person was much brighter, and she spoke more than before.

She would even take the initiative to crack a few jokes, and when the chat reached a happy point, she would lean affectionately against Tang Song.

Because she had drunk quite a bit of wine, plus the intense exercise just now.

Her cheeks were flushed, and in the hazy light of the livehouse, she looked like an apple full of juice.

Fresh, cute, and full of vitality, extremely alluring.

Seeing the scene of the four people chatting and laughing.

Zhang Minghua, who prided himself on a mature and steady persona, couldn't quite fit in and didn't know how to pick up the conversation.

After waiting for a moment, taking advantage of everyone bumping glasses and drinking.

He cleared his throat, faced Tang Song, and asked in a seemingly casual tone: "By the way, Tang Song, I haven't asked you yet, what industry are you in?"

Tang Song, who was being fed spicy slices by Qian Lele, smiled, "For now, it's mainly live-streaming e-commerce."

He was here today specifically to accompany Qian Lele to play, and by the way, to experience the industrial supporting facilities of his film and television base; he didn't want to show off.

Wu Siqi beside him seemed to have noticed something.

oC〇

She interjected with a smile: "Tang Song brother, I heard from Lele that your computer level is super awesome, belonging to the kind of great god who is proficient in the full stack, is it true?"

Tang Song looked at Qian Lele beside him and smiled: "Like Lele, I'm also a computer major. She is very smart and learns things very quickly; she will definitely be better than me in the future."

Hearing his high-EQ reply, Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong both gave thumbs up: "Both are great gods! Haha."

Zhang Minghua turned his wine glass, his body leaning forward slightly.

"Oh? Live-streaming e-commerce, that's really catching the wind. But then again, in the internet industry, the '35-year-old crisis' is no joke. It's okay to make some quick money while you're young, but it's best to think about a retreat in advance and leave yourself a way out. For example, you can pay more attention to the recruitment information of those large state-owned enterprises..."

His words were full of preaching, seeming to see these things very thoroughly.

Tang Song took a sip of wine, not only did he not refute, but he smiled and nodded: "Mm, Minghua is right."

Zhang Minghua, being praised by him like this, instantly felt a bit floaty, his face flushed as he bumped glasses with him, and he drank a large mouthful of sparkling wine,

continuing to point out the landscape: "Let me tell you, the essence of this society is still about the background and the platform. Look at our unit, it looks leisurely on the surface, but if there is really any project, it's all a big plate ordered from above. And Siqi, she has now entered the Yannan Film and Television Base, this is entering a good platform, and in the future—"

Wu Siqi smiled awkwardly and was just about to say something.

The music in the livehouse suddenly became soft.

From the VIP entrance on the front left, a faint commotion came.

Wu Siqi let out a low cry, hurriedly pulled Li Jingrong's arm, lowered her voice, and said excitedly: "Look, look, the big leaders of both companies are here! Our supervisor Ning is in the team!"

Immediately after, a group of seven or eight people, surrounded by the core staff of the crew, walked in slowly.

Most of them were wearing relatively formal business attire, which was somewhat out of place compared to the young people in T-shirts and skirts in the bar.

As they walked, they talked in low voices, stopping, nodding, and signaling from time to time.

Their every move looked full of aura.

The commotion spread rapidly around.

Most of the young people present were students invited to come, and there were many young employees like Wu Siqi who were interning and working at the base.

Seeing the big leaders come to the scene in person, they sat upright one after another, whispering and discussing in low voices.

Tang Song put down his wine glass, his gaze looking forward, his eyebrows raised slightly. How could he say he is the major shareholder and boss of the Yannan Film and Television Base, and he still knows the core management of the company.

It's just that he didn't expect to meet them at this time.

Wu Siqi looked at the chat and screenshots in the group, compared them, and lowered her voice: "That one wearing the administrative jacket is our base's Operations Director Zhou Qiming, and that one wearing the gray coat is Fanfu Suzi's Vice President Zhang Chunjie." Li Jingrong also curiously leaned over, watching the heated discussion in their work group.

Zhang Minghua smiled calmly, looking as if he were used to it, "Looking at this posture, they should be here to check the filming site and progress. Siqi, you can take the opportunity to go up and perform in front of the leaders."

Wu Siqi stuck out her tongue and shook her head nervously: "Forget it, I'm just a small intern, wouldn't it be asking for a scolding to go up?"

"Ah! The leaders seem to be coming to the booth area!"

As they spoke, the surroundings became quieter and quieter,

The group walked into the booth area while laughing and talking.

It just happened to be very close to them.

Wu Siqi hurriedly stood up, her heartbeat accelerating uncontrollably,

Zhang Minghua's body sat up a bit straighter, subconsciously adjusting his collar,

However, the next second.

The base Operations Director Zhou Qiming, who was walking in the front, swept his gaze over to their side unintentionally, and his face was instantly filled with confusion and surprise.

But such an expression lasted less than half a second before it immediately turned into an incredibly vivid, even somewhat fearful enthusiasm.

He almost immediately stopped talking to the people around him and came to their remote booth almost at a jog.

In the shocked gaze of everyone, he faced Tang Song and bowed slightly.

His tone was respectful: "Chairman Tang! Why—why did you come here in person? Oh my, look at this, you came to inspect our base, why didn't you tell us in advance so we could make reception preparations."

Chairman Tang?!

Wu Siqi stood there blankly, looking at the company's big leader who was in an almost humble posture in front of her.

Her brain instantly went blank.

Li Jingrong's mouth slowly opened into an "O" shape.

Zhang Minghua sat there, looking at the magical scene in front of him, somewhat unable to react to what was going on.

Tang Song still sat on the sofa, nodded lightly and said: "No need to be so nervous, I'm not here to inspect today, just accompanying a friend to cameo as an extra, and by the way, feel the filming atmosphere of our base."

Just then, hurried footsteps approached again.

Fanfu Suzi's Vice President Zhang Chunjie rushed over.

After seeing Tang Song clearly, his face was instantly filled with a smile mixed with surprise and respect:

"Chairman Tang, good evening! It is our honor that you can come to support our crew's filming in person! If you have any dissatisfaction with our work, please criticize and correct us at any time!"

Tang Song smiled and nodded, "It's quite good."

Zhou Qiming immediately took over the conversation: "Chairman Tang, if you have any opinions on the design and service of our Light Track Livehouse, please criticize and correct us at any time.

From the very beginning, we have been strictly following the strategic direction you proposed of 'creating a trend culture landmark belonging to Yancheng.'

This time, being able to cooperate with Fanfu Suzi's S-level project not only provides the most professional venue support for the crew but also leverages the popularity of the short drama to do a precise pre-heating promotion for the official opening of our Livehouse!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chunjie immediately understood and added: "Manager Sun's support for our crew is particularly great! Chairman Tang, the deep resource integration and industrial closed-loop formation of Fanfu Suzi's content production and the film and television base's scene resources that you repeatedly emphasized before, now, the effect has completely come out—"

"Chairman Tang, hello!"

"Chairman Tang, good evening!"

The middle and senior management of the two companies who followed behind also hurriedly greeted respectfully.

Listening to their conversation full of information.

One thunderbolt after another exploded in the minds of Wu Siqi, Li Jingrong, and others.

Their worldviews were somewhat subverted.

This—the meaning between the lines—why does it sound like—both of these companies are Tang Song's?!

The composure and calmness on Zhang Minghua's face shattered completely, and he sat there stiffly.

The blood on his face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a pale, stunned look.

Qian Lele, who was sitting next to Tang Song, subconsciously moved her body away a bit.

Lowering her head, her expression was somewhat complicated.

Although she had long known about some of Tang Song's circumstances, such as Micro-Glow Coffee, that Bentley, and his performance at Yaoyao's birthday party, she wasn't particularly surprised by this scene.

But when she saw him with such a light and breezy posture, accepting the face-to-face report of the two executives.

She still felt that the familiar and kind "brother" who would accompany her to eat street food, would share a bag of spicy strips with her, and would dance with her.

At this moment, became somewhat strange, and also somewhat distant. ===== CHAPTER 604 =====