Chapter 130: 90: Quancheng Water Family Chapter 130 Model Company, Shooting Ads, Behind-the-Scenes

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Protagonist:

Lin Xiyu

"Can words at a drinking party be taken seriously?"

Lin Xiyu expressed doubt: "I saw him drink quite a lot too, his speech wasn't clear, maybe he was just bragging, his father's business, can he really call the shots?"

"You don't understand."

The female cousin waved her hand to interrupt her: "Shandong people drinking, that's a matter of principle, many deals are made over drinks, no drinking, don't even think about doing business, treating someone to a meal without letting them drink to their heart's content, people won't be happy, feeling you look down on them."

Lin Xiyu frowned tightly: "Liu Ye is the boss, just let him drink."

"Little sister, you still don't understand..."

The female cousin narrowed her hazy, drunken eyes, speaking earnestly: "Today you're treating, those second-generation heirs are all here for you, Sister is drinking for you, if we don't get them drunk, we can't get away."

"I don't believe it?"

Guilt flashed in Lin Xiyu's eyes, she said defiantly: "I just don't want to drink, what can they do to me?"

"Xiyu, what are you doing standing outside?"

The words hadn't finished when Liu Ye walked out of the private room, greeting the two sisters: "Brother Ma is here, he's calling for you."

"Who?"

Lin Xiyu was extremely unwilling: "I don't know him, why call me over?"

"Brother Ma is different from others, he runs an advertising model company, has a wide network, keeps dozens of models under him, controls many resources..."

Liu Ye smiled awkwardly and edged closer, his breath full of alcohol spraying her face: "Brother Ma said, he thinks your conditions are quite good, wants to invite you to shoot an advertisement, this is a huge opportunity, the clients they deal with are all big clients, the pay for one ad starts at at least one hundred thousand..."

"Shoot an advertisement?"

Lin Xiyu heard one hundred thousand, her ear roots twitched.

"Brother Ma isn't a local, he's from the south..."

Liu Ye kept hyping it up: "I'm not close with him either, what a coincidence, that photographer we hired for the promotional booklet last time, you remember him, right, he knows Brother Ma, heard about tonight's gathering, invited him too."

"It's him?!"

Lin Xiyu didn't know why, she suddenly thought of the strange expression in that person's last glance at her when the shoot ended, and a very uncomfortable feeling surged in her heart again.

"Zhang Ji does photography, he's familiar with people from advertising model companies."

Liu Ye didn't know the inside story, still trying to curry favor: "This time he could invite Brother Ma, I'm very surprised too, Brother Ma isn't an ordinary person, he's different from other second-generation heirs, not living off his father's generation."

"He started from scratch, built it himself, advertising model companies are all over the country, and have collaborated with many celebrities, this time if it weren't really a coincidence, he just happened to be in Jinan, Zhang Ji wouldn't have had the chance to invite him."

"Someone who collaborates with celebrities, could they take a fancy to me?"

Lin Xiyu didn't believe it: "I, this person, have no other talents, I still have self-awareness, I don't think I have anything extraordinary, enough to make him look at me differently."

"Sister Lei, help persuade her..."

Liu Ye saw she was immovable, kept making eyes at the female cousin: "Such a good opportunity, what a pity to miss it."

"Xiyu, what Leaf says is right, shooting ads makes money fast, why not try if there's a chance."

The female cousin heard one hundred thousand, sobered up: "Besides, it's just meeting face to face, talking it over, nothing's set in stone, no need to think so much, if you're worried Guben won't agree, I'll talk to him for you, I don't believe there's anyone who can't get along with money."

"Your tone, really sounds like him..."

Lin Xiyu thought of Guben's joking line about smashing money, couldn't help but laugh angrily.

"Right, Guben said that too..."

The female cousin patted her own face: "Even the Provincial Top Scholar said so, shows my IQ isn't low, we're on the same wavelength."

"Alright."

Lin Xiyu was amused by her humorous tone, smiled relieved: "Since Guben also wants me to personally experience how deep the waters of certain industries are, I'll grant his wish, hope this big boss of the advertising model company won't disappoint me too much."

"That's right."

Liu Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "Come come come, hurry in, don't keep Brother Ma waiting anxiously."

"Your tone..."

The female cousin dug her ear, smiling and teasing him: "However you listen, it sounds like an old procuress on an ancient flower street pimping."

"Cough cough."

Liu Ye choked a mouthful of spit in his throat, almost choked himself to death.

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The private room door opened, the moment the two sisters appeared at the doorway, the noise stopped abruptly.

The people inside all turned their heads to look, their gazes fell on Lin Xiyu, flashing with complex, indiscernible light.

"Brother Ma, that little girl with braids is Lin Xiyu."

Zhang Ji sat beside a youth wearing glasses, a shirt, and a tie, looking about thirty, very shrewd, introducing him with a somewhat ingratiating air.

"She's the one who made a guest appearance in the special program at Quancheng Water, causing a big sensation in Jinan locally, now the little girl counts as a public figure, everyone in the Old City District knows her."

"Hello."

The youth stood up from the chair, politely extended his hand to Lin Xiyu: "I am the General Manager of Tiancheng Advertising Model Company, Ma Tiancheng, very glad to meet you."

"Hello."

Lin Xiyu wasn't used to such politeness, was stunned for a moment, hesitated without moving.

"Xiyu, shake hands..."

Liu Ye kept making eyes at her.

Leaving someone hanging like that, she wasn't embarrassed, but he, this boss, was embarrassed.

He still hoped to build a connection with the other party and have him introduce a pretty little new model.

Lin Xiyu couldn't refuse Liu Ye's face, and under his urging, finally extended her hand.

The moment their hands shook, she clearly felt he had deliberately used some force; when she tried to pull back, he didn't let go.

"General Manager Ma, what do you mean by this?"

Lin Xiyu's expression changed, and a hint of coldness showed between her brows and eyes.

"This little girl is quite interesting; she looks like a southerner, but her temper is that of a genuine northerner......."

Ma Tiancheng's shrewd gaze lingered on her face for an instant, then he smiled and let go of her hand.

"General Manager Ma is joking."

Lin Xiyu's gaze was guarded: "I am a genuine Shandong person; I've never been to the south."

"Hey hey, Xiyu, don't speak so aggressively......"

Liu Ye laughed awkwardly to smooth things over: "Brother Ma was just speaking metaphorically; he meant nothing else."

He did it on purpose, to see what reaction the other party would have.

If she appeared too weak and let him manipulate her, who knew what would happen next.

Lin Xiyu had been taught by her maternal grandmother since childhood how to conduct herself in the world; how could she fail to see that Ma Tiancheng was doing this on purpose to test her?

"I didn't mean anything else......"

She sneered in her heart and impolitely retorted: "I just want to make it clear to everyone present that this young lady is a native Shandong person, a northern spicy girl; nothing like gentle and moving or tender as water has anything to do with me......"

"Good, I like this temper of yours, little sister!"

"I just like spicy girls, the spicier the better."

Li Zhi slapped his thigh and led the cheers.

The other second-generation rich responded in unison, joining in the clamor.

"Cough cough."

Liu Ye was a bit embarrassed and coughed a few times.

"It doesn't matter if the little girl has a hot temper......"

Ma Tiancheng, an old hand who had been in the mall for many years, was not angry but smiled: "Young people should have vitality; this way they look more vivid and lively, much more pleasing to the eye than a vase on the table."

"Thank you, General Manager Ma."

Lin Xiyu smiled without smiling: "You didn't compare me to a vase."

"Hahaha."

Ma Tiancheng pretended not to understand her sarcasm, clapped his hands and laughed heartily: "This little girl has personality; she's good material for a model."

"Xiao Lin, are you interested in being a model?"

Zhang Ji chimed in from the side: "General Manager Ma came this time because he took a liking to your talent and wants to invite you to join Tiancheng Advertising Model Company to become a formal contract model of the company."

"What's good about being a model?"

Lin Xiyu pretended not to understand anything and smiled charmingly.

"Being a model allows you to shoot advertisements and walk the T Runway."

Zhang Ji, harboring his own agenda, tried hard to persuade her: "Once you're famous, you can also cooperate with film and television companies to shoot movies and TV dramas......"

"I'm only 168."

Lin Xiyu remained unmoved: "With such height, I probably can't be a model, right?"

"Wearing ten-centimeter high heels, it's about enough......"

Ma Tiancheng pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose with his hand, expressing his opinion in the posture of the president of an advertising model company.

"I go, ten centimeters?"

The female cousin's gaze showed surprise: "So high, how to walk? Won't you sprain your ankle?"

Zhang Ji laughed awkwardly: "There's nothing difficult about it; as long as you practice diligently, you can......"

"I don't want to be a model."

Lin Xiyu didn't know why, but looking at this person was displeasing to her eye; she always felt his gaze when looking at people was somewhat shifty, carrying a shrewd calculation that made people uncomfortable.

Indeed, Zhang Ji wanted to use her to curry favor with Ma Tiancheng to achieve his own goal.

Ma Tiancheng appeared refined on the surface, but was actually morally corrupt; he was a genuine refined scoundrel.

The models of the advertising model company were all treated by him as a means to curry favor with clients, selling their bodies; not one could escape his clutches.

He used sky-high breach of contract fees to threaten and intimidate them, making them dare not speak out or resist, forced to swallow their anger and become men's playthings.

Ever since seeing Lin Xiyu, Zhang Ji had had a bold idea: to give her to Ma Tiancheng, thereby using her as a springboard to enter the advertising model company and serve as Department Manager.

For this reason, he would stop at nothing to help him, lobbying hard: "The advertising model company involves many businesses; as long as you sign the contract, just the single business of shooting advertisements can bring in quite a rich income."

"Put simply, if you don't sign a contract with them, you can't shoot advertisements."

The female cousin caught on and sneered disdainfully: "Wanting to cooperate but not showing any sincerity; my younger sister is a university student from a Name Brand University and will go to Shanghai to develop in the future; how could she give up her bright future for such petty gains?"

"Cough cough."

Zhang Ji was blocked by her words and felt his breath stifled.

"I don't know about the advertising model company."

Lin Xiyu gave her female cousin an appreciative gaze and quickly followed the rhythm: "Thank you, General Manager Ma, for thinking highly of me, but, just as my female cousin said, I cannot give up my studies to be a model; if not signing a contract means we can't cooperate, then I can only say sorry and have made General Manager Ma run this trip for nothing."

"Miss Lin doesn't need to make a decision so quickly; you can consider it more."

Ma Tiancheng smiled falsely, took a business card from the inner pocket of his jacket and handed it to her: "I will stay in Jinan for a few more days and leave next weekend; Miss Lin, if you are interested, you can contact me at any time."

"Thank you, General Manager Ma."

Although Lin Xiyu spoke politely, took the business card, and placed it on the table, her actual actions showed not a shred of being overwhelmed with gratitude.

"You all continue drinking; I won't keep you company."

Ma Tiancheng pretended not to see her rudeness, stood up from his chair, and rose to take his leave.

"Brother Ma, I'll see you off."

Liu Ye, thinking of the young model, was extremely attentive as he saw the man out of the private room.

"Why did you invite him?"

Li Zhi followed out in dissatisfaction, and when he returned, he blocked the man outside the door: "A general manager of an advertising model company—what's so great about him, swaggering around on our turf, not taking us brothers seriously at all."

"Actually, I didn't know Ma Tiancheng would come."

Liu Ye dared not offend Li Zhi, nodding and bowing with a smiling face: "It was Zhang Ji who brought him; he and I had cooperated when I shot a promotional booklet, and he said he wanted to bring someone along, so I couldn't well refuse."

"Use your head more in the future."

Li Zhi impolitely rapped him on the head: "Don't go shamelessly sucking up to just anyone; Ma Tiancheng is no good man—you play with young models yourself, yet dare to introduce Lin Xiyu to him."

"Brother Zhi's lesson is well taken..."

Liu Ye was very much a toady as he nodded in agreement: "This matter was indeed Younger Brother's lack of consideration; I won't dare again."

"It's getting late; let them all disperse."

Li Zhi took a cigarette from the cigarette case, put it in his mouth, and walked out boldly: "I've had quite a bit to drink; I'm going out to catch some air."

"Brother Zhi, take it slow."

Liu Ye watched his departing silhouette, then quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

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Restaurant Exterior.

"Brother Ma, what do you think of that Lin Xiyu?"

Zhang Ji hailed a taxi and sent Ma Tiancheng back to the hotel.

"Conditions are not bad."

Ma Tiancheng gave an evil, charming smile: "It's just that her temperament is a bit disagreeable, not easy to train."

"Once she's in the company, kneaded and flattened, isn't it still up to Brother Ma to decide."

Zhang Ji opened the car door for Ma Tiancheng, then unwillingly turned back and glanced toward the private room on the second floor.

"That's what they say..."

Ma Tiancheng had concerns: "After all, this isn't Guangdong; we're in someone else's sphere of influence, so it's best to be careful."

"Shall I find an excuse?"

A flash of viciousness crossed Zhang Ji's eyes: "Let her come to the photography studio first, and take a few photos of her?"

The photos he spoke of were naturally not ordinary photos, but indecent photos taken after drugging the person into unconsciousness.

This was their usual trick for blackmailing minors.

"This matter isn't urgent..."

Ma Tiancheng was deep and calculating: "Let her sweat it out for a few days; when she gets anxious herself and comes to us on her own initiative, then she won't be able to disobey."

"Brother Ma is far more thoughtful."

Zhang Ji shamelessly flattered him, watching Ma Tiancheng get into the taxi, then he himself dove in as well.