Chapter 91: Clearly, I Was First

"If you want to look, I don't mind unbuttoning so you can take a good long look."

Zhou Yi, noticing Sun Yanzi's gaze, put down his phone and couldn't help but tease her: "But the premise is, it's paid."

"Then I might as well go watch male models; I could even see things I'm not supposed to."

Meeting Zhou Yi's gaze, Sun Yanzi pursed her lips noncommittally and, spreading her hands, refuted her own gaze that had been uncontrollable for just a moment.

Although she said that with her mouth, she had to admit that this dog-man's figure was indeed quite good and should be quite pleasing to the eye.

It's just that the work intensity isn't high enough.

If his work schedule were as fully packed as hers, arranged by the company, where would Zhou Yi have time to exercise?

Thinking of this, Sun Yanzi puffed out her cheeks, very dissatisfied with the Taiwan side.

If Zhou Yi weren't banned, where else would he have such leisure?

He would have been running around everywhere doing promotions just like her long ago.

"Alright, since you've finished reading the song and lyrics, is your wish satisfied? Then I should be going."

Checking the time, the hands on the clock, which were already not early, reminded Zhou Yi to return to his room. The man clapped his hands on his thighs and stood up from the sofa.

If Sun Yanzi hadn't been so eager to know what song he wrote for 'Rush Hour 2', he wouldn't have brought the sheet music to her room late at night.

"Hehe."

Sun Yanzi, whose curiosity was indeed satisfied, immediately bared her big teeth and laughed, handing the sheet music in her hand back to him: "Alright, alright, to thank you for satisfying my curiosity, I'll treat you to a late-night snack, okay?"

Zhou Yi, who had just stood up, immediately sat down again: "You should have said so earlier; I barely ate anything tonight."

The signing ceremony held by Coca-Cola for him was indeed very grand, and the dinner banquet was also luxurious, but he was actually quite busy and simply couldn't manage to eat much.

Watching him rub his stomach while complaining about the unsatisfying dinners popular in Xiangjiang, a helpless smile also appeared on Sun Yanzi's face.

Not long after, Sun Yanzi's assistant walked in with the purchased late-night barbecue. With a very normal expression, he greeted Zhou Yi, put the things down, and left.

Zhou Yi, who had indeed planned to go eat something himself tonight, was not at all polite and went straight for the food: "Considering this late-night snack, I can ignore your harassment just now."

Sun Yanzi laughed out loud: "Don't be ridiculous."

Saying this, she simply picked a few skewers of barbecue. Zhou Yi, who was eating heartily, paused in his action: "You're only eating this little bit?"

"What nonsense? I'm not like you; I ate my fill tonight."

Sun Yanzi, changing her posture to sit sideways on the sofa, bit into a meat skewer and mumbled unclearly: "If I hadn't seen that you barely ate tonight, I wouldn't have bothered ordering a late-night snack; it would just make me fat."

"..."

Zhou Yi's expression froze; he then looked down at the fried noodles in his hand, unconsciously stirred them a couple of times with his chopsticks, and smiled sincerely: "Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Sun Yanzi made no secret of her sinister intentions: "Eating too much late-night food makes you fat easily. Once you're fat as a ball, all your fans will flow over to me."

"Then I think you might have miscalculated; my fans who like my figure probably won't be interested in you."

—?!

"... Cough! Fuck! I'm young, do you understand! I'm only 22, 22 years old, you know?" Sun Yanzi, trying to reason, started switching seamlessly between Chinese and English, coughing several times in a row to argue her case with all her might.

Although her Christmas wish last year was for her chest to be a bit bigger.

Zhou Yi, laughing heartily, was immediately chased all over the map by an angry and embarrassed Sun Yanzi.

"Hey?! I'm telling you, this is illegal! You are suspected of illegally detaining a Chinese citizen. Speaking broadly, this could cause a diplomatic dispute, I'm telling you."

"What? No, no, no, this is a personal commercial dispute within a multinational corporation; generally speaking, it doesn't fall under the jurisdiction of criminal law."

Facing the twisted logic of Zhou Yi, the law student from Peking University, Sun Yanzi, the business top student who graduated from Nanyang Technological University, also brought out her own specialty learned in university...

The next day.

When Qian Jiang came to find Zhou Yi to discuss the specific shooting schedule for the Coca-Cola commercial, what came into view was none other than Zhou Yi's yawning face.

"Did you go break into a house last night?"

Seeing the man in this state, Qian Jiang's expression was a bit strange: "That doesn't sound right. Didn't Xiao Yaxuan and Fan Bingbin get called away by their agents to handle their respective schedules as soon as the event ended?"

"Who did you hook up with this time? Cai Zhuoyan from Emperor? Or Zhang Shaohan from Fumao?"

"You can eat anything you want, but you can't say anything you want. I'm completely innocent with them."

Zhou Yi, yawning, made way, and with heavy steps walked towards the bathroom to wash up: "I didn't eat enough last night, had a late-night snack with Sun Yanzi, and chatted for a while, that's all."

"If she hadn't said it, I wouldn't have known. Did Chen Zeshan schedule too many appearances for her? Is he crazy?"

Hearing the name "Chen Zeshan", Qian Jiang closed the door, placed breakfast and the newspaper on the living room coffee table, and pouted: "Chen Zeshan has always been like this. Sun Yanzi, a rich girl, never experienced this kind of hardship before; it's normal for her to complain. Just get used to it; who asked her to be so famous."

"If you hadn't been banned in Taiwan, naturally lacking a huge pile of promotional appearances, you wouldn't be this leisurely like you are now."

After a simple wash, Zhou Yi returned to the living room, sat down, and ate breakfast while reading the Xiangjiang news newspaper.

To his surprise, the "clash" between him and Xie Tingfeng was no longer the front-page news in Xiangjiang today.

Jackie Chan and his 'Rush Hour 2' film crew directly snatched away all the speculation and rumors about the "Zhou-Xie conflict", forcefully seizing the enthusiasm of a large number of onlookers—

A triad demanded protection money from the 'Rush Hour 2' film crew, which was currently shooting on location in Xiangjiang.

This incident caused the filming work, which the crew had just prepared to start, to stall. Jackie Chan also had time to bring the other lead, Chris Tucker, to support Zhou Yi's signing ceremony because of this.

"500,000 protection money? What kind of triad is this? Isn't their appetite a bit too small? 500,000 Hong Kong dollars is just a mouthful!"

Seeing the huge words "Film Crew Has Called the Police" on the headline, Zhou Yi, eating breakfast, didn't quite understand: "This is a movie distributed by Americans; shouldn't they be asking for 500,000 US dollars?"

Qian Jiang immediately looked at him with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Zhou Yi, not feeling there was anything wrong with what he said, immediately asked strangely: "What's wrong? Is there a problem with what I said? I'm just asking you, in this world, would you choose 500,000 Hong Kong dollars or 500,000 US dollars?"

"They even went after Jackie Chan's head, yet their appetite is so small, and they acted too crudely."

"If it were me, I guarantee I'd have dozens of methods to get away clean."

After simply flipping through the relevant news, Zhou Yi clearly showed great disdain.

Qian Jiang: "..."

It actually seemed to make some sense; would 500,000 Hong Kong dollars be too little for someone at Jackie Chan's level?

Hmm?

No.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Realizing his train of thought had been led astray, Qian Jiang immediately snapped back to his senses, slapped his forehead, and said, "I didn't come here to talk about triads. The filming schedule for the Coca-Cola commercial has been set for April 2.

"This month, you need to finish recording the commercial song 'Don't Listen to Slow Songs When You're Sad' and the song for Jackie Chan's 'Rush Hour 2'.

"Also, the schedule for your MV's female lead is fully arranged. Once the Coca-Cola commercial is done, we can start filming the rest of the MVs..."

Listening to the manager's itemized report, Zhou Yi quickly began mentally allocating the time proportions for each task.

"Oh right, there's one more thing. The crew of 'The Pink Ladies' asked if you're interested in making a cameo appearance?"

"?"

Zhou Yi slowly typed a question mark: "Are you kidding me? Me acting? I can only play myself in MVs—I barely manage that, and you want me to act in a TV drama?"

Qian Jiang didn't mind his nonsense: "They probably just want to ride on your fame. If you don't go, I'll decline."

"Wait, I'm too lazy to make a cameo, but dropping by to visit the set is fine."

"Visit the set? Whose set? Chen Hao?"

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes: "Duh, do you think I'd visit Liu Ruoying?"

It was a good thing he hadn't seen Chen Hao in a long time; he could meet her and conveniently discuss which stocks to sell off soon.

Calculating the time, Moutai is going public in a few months; we can prepare to buy.

"Alright, I'll arrange it for you."

Qian Jiang nodded.

Shortly after, news spread that the currently popular Zhou Yi was going to visit the set of 'The Pink Ladies'. Fan Bingbin, who had returned to the filming location of 'Young Bao Qingtian 2' after taking leave, looked at the newspaper, and her eyebrows immediately furrowed.

PS: Ahem, a bit late, no big deal~

(End of Chapter)