How to be financially free

Chapter 514
In the past few days, Xu Wen felt the strength of the publicity of Yunfeng Square.

From taxi splash screens to elevator advertisements.

With the backing of tens of millions of funds, Yunfeng really spared no effort in his promotion.

In particular, Song Qingqian's huge promotional posters were displayed on the giant screens in several major business districts.

A multi-pronged approach, the anniversary of Yunfeng Plaza, celebrity support, cash coupons and gifts...

All kinds of propaganda are bombarded wildly, which is very attractive.

Professional things should be done by professional people.

Yunfeng Plaza has an entire planning and publicity department. It has held similar events many times throughout the year, and it is considered familiar.

However, Xu Wen was slightly surprised that it took only a few days to prepare for this.

It can be seen that Luo Wei has a strong desire to survive.

The day before the anniversary, Song Qingqian parachuted into Haicheng.

Although the fame is not at the peak, but it is not comparable to any starlet.

Following Song Qingqian to Haicheng, there is also a whole team of six people including the manager, makeup artist, assistant and so on.

In addition to the one million appearance fee that needs to be paid, the agreement stipulates that the entire team's food and accommodation expenses in Haicheng will be borne by the organizer.

Moreover, reception standards are also specified.

For example, Song Qingqian needs to live in a luxury suite in a five-star hotel, three meals a day, security requirements, etc.

Xu Wen just laughed it off and didn't care about it.

This is what you love and what I want, and a cooperative relationship will only be formed when the opinions reach a consensus.

As long as it can help you complete system tasks in the end, these are small money.

At the exit of the airport, two black Mercedes-Benz nanny cars were waiting at the scene.

Luo Wei came to pick up the plane in person.

At this moment, she took a few staff members and waited quietly beside the car.

Not long after, I saw the exit of the airport, a group of people hurried out, surrounded by a beautiful woman wearing sunglasses, with her head slightly lowered, and her every move was very stylish.

"Is it her?"

"That's right, Manager Luo, that's her. She was still an idol when we were students. I didn't expect her to be even more charming now."

After communicating with her subordinates, Luo Wei knew what was going on, and hurried up to greet her.

"Miss Song, we are from Yunfeng Square, welcome to Haicheng." Luo Wei smiled.

Song Qingqian raised her head and nodded with a smile, her chin under the sunglasses was extremely white.

The short-haired woman beside Song Qingqian seemed to be her manager.

"Manager Luo, right? I'm sorry, where is the car, let's get in the car first!" The manager said politely.

"This way, please." Luo Wei hurriedly led the group to the two nanny cars beside her.

After all, he used to be a first-line star, so he should keep a low profile.

Just a moment ago, there seemed to be a few tourists looking over with suspicious expressions.

Song Qingqian and her manager sat in one, Luo Wei and the others accompanied them, and the rest of the entourage sat in the back one.

After entering the nanny car, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Qingqian breathed a sigh of relief, took off his glasses, and looked at Luo Wei.

"I'm sorry, Manager Luo, I was rude just now." Song Qingqian stretched out his hand with a friendly smile.

"There is nowhere."

Luo Wei stretched out her hand and shook it, lamenting in her heart that this big star has no airs at all, and the way he speaks makes people feel like a spring breeze.

For specific work matters, of course, the manager and Luo Wei will coordinate.

The short-haired manager looked business-like, and Luo Wei faced the appearance process in detail, accurate to every minute.

And Song Qingqian just listened and didn't express any opinions, smiling all the time.

"Manager Luo, have the specific hotels been arranged? We need to take a rest later."

Luo Wei nodded.

"All of these arrangements have been made. In addition, our boss wants to invite Ms. Song to dinner to clean up the dust in the evening."

This is the way of hospitality, and it is common sense.

Song Qingqian and his manager looked at each other and nodded.

What kind of boss and rich man have they never seen?But after all, it is the main family, or the owner of the entire city complex, and such a person should be respected.

"That's no problem. You will send me the time and place later, and we will go to the banquet on time tonight." The manager nodded and agreed.

Soon, the nanny van was in place.

This time, according to the request of Song Qingqian's team, he arranged to stay in a luxurious suite at the Intercontinental Hotel.

The specific event is tomorrow.

At this moment, Xu Wen, who was still at Longhu No. [-] home, received a report from Luo Wei.

"Okay, come and book a place tonight." Xu Wen nodded and looked at the TV that was turned on.

On the TV, there was still an urban drama starring Song Qingqian several years ago. At that time, Song Qingqian was in the limelight and popular.

He also has nothing to do, just look at it on a whim.

At this moment, Song Qingqian is indeed at the peak of her acting career. Look at the supporting roles for her, they are all well-known and famous actors.

This kind of treatment is not available to ordinary people.

Look at her on the screen, her face is full of collagen, and she can be said to be beautiful and generous. As for now, she often acts in workplace dramas, and she must not be the kind of little girl who has transformed into a mature style.

Xu Wen still remembers what a classmate once said, saying that Song Qingqian is his goddess, and he wants to be his crush for the rest of his life.

Don't be ridiculous, celebrities are not more beautiful than some girls, and to put it bluntly, they don't have an extra star halo.

Some rich people are not keen on chasing actresses, do they lack women?What haven't they played?It's obviously just looking for something new, and I like the sense of accomplishment of winning down a sought-after actress.

Um, so it doesn't matter whether she is a goddess or not, anyway, I have to accompany myself to dinner at night.

The so-called pick up the wind and wash away the dust is just a way of saying that's all.

In the evening, Xu Wen drove the McLaren P1 and went directly to the Intercontinental Hotel.

The evening banquet is held at the Intercontinental Hotel.

At this moment, Song Qingqian, her manager, assistants and other staff have already attended the table in the ultra-private InterContinental luxury small hall on the top floor.

Luo Wei and several managers of Yunfeng Plaza were present at the scene.

"Manager Luo, I won't drink at night. After all, I have work tomorrow. Your boss shouldn't mind, right?" Song Qingqian's manager had something to say in advance.

It's one thing to have dinner with the organizer, but another thing to be with the host for a drink.

What should be prevented must be prevented a little bit.

"Actually, the main reason is that we still have business to do tomorrow." Song Qingqian explained with a smile on the side, very eloquent and very eloquent.

How dare Luo Wei make decisions for the boss.

Who knows if the boss will come here later on a whim and ask this guy to have a drink with him?

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone else wants to drink, right?" Luo Wei turned her head and asked the waiter to bring up the drinks and drinks.

Song Qingqian blinked, but couldn't say much.

It's not the first time she has seen a similar scene, she has long been familiar with it and has a way to deal with it.

Luo Wei's cell phone rang suddenly.

She looked down and stood up.

"Our boss is here, let's go out to meet him."

Luo Wei said hello, and went out together with several managers of Yunfeng Plaza.

Song Qingqian and his manager looked at each other and exchanged eyes in silence.

"Sister Zhu, help me block it later."

She said something helplessly.

"Don't worry, little ancestor." The short-haired manager nodded, as if everything was expected.

Not long after, footsteps were heard in the corridor.

Song Qingqian raised her body, ready to meet the host.

The door opened gently, Luo Wei leaned against the door, slightly bowed and gestured.

Then, in a blink of an eye, a tall figure walked into the private room, followed by subordinates who filed in.

Song Qing slightly opened his eyes.

The figure in front of him was tall and handsome, with a temperament like the wind.

Even in the entertainment industry where there are so many handsome guys, it is enough to look down upon, let alone among the bosses I have seen so far, it is even more dimensionality reduction blow.

After all, the current boss has a well-proportioned figure and good facial features, so a lot of people say he is handsome.

The person in front of me is actually the boss of the organizer?

Song Qingqian's eyes flashed with splendor.

"Miss Song, I've admired you for a long time." Xu Wen approached, and immediately saw a well-maintained woman whose aura and temperament were very different from ordinary people.

Song Qingqian came back to her senses and stood up with the manager beside her.

The agent's seriousness in the past was due to the management of Xu Wen's subordinates. Now that she meets the right owner, she smiles more enthusiastically than anyone else.

"This must be Mr. Xu."

Song Qingqian took the initiative to extend his hand, and shook Xu Wen very humbly, with a friendly smile.

"Xu Shao, I didn't expect you to be so handsome."

"Where, to tell you the truth, Miss Song, I'm your movie fan." Xu Wen said politely, and sat down beside Song Qingqian.

This seat is his, and no one can sit there.

"That's really my honor." Song Qingqian smiled with a graceful posture.

Luo Wei approached Xu Wen and asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Xu, do you want to drink or drink?"

"Have a drink, I'll drive later." Xu Wen waved his hand.

Mainly because of his car, and no substitute driver dared to drive it.

"Miss Song, would you like a drink?"

Facing Xu Wen's persuasion, Song Qingqian hesitated for a moment, and the manager beside him was about to make a move.

"Then I'll drink less, it won't affect tomorrow's work."

Song Qingqian opened his mouth.

The manager was slightly taken aback, but seemed to understand in seconds.

On the table, a bottle of white wine and a bottle of red wine.

Xu Wen pointed to the red wine.

"Miss Song, drink some of this."

He wasn't rude enough to persuade women to drink white wine, there was no need for it, and it was no skill to drink alcohol.

Song Qingqian's impression of the organizer's boss immediately became better.

When everyone is present, the dishes begin to be served.

During the dinner, Xu Wen and Song Qingqian drank several times.

This woman must have a drinking capacity.

Although it was red wine, he drank a few glasses back and forth. Song Qingqian's face was not flushed and his heart was beating. Moreover, he was quite good at observing words and expressions, and was very good at talking.

Sure enough, no one in the entertainment industry is simple.

When talking about the entertainment industry, Song Qingqian was half joking.

"Xu Shao, when will you come to praise me and let me shine again?"

"If you have a good project, of course you can consider it." Xu Wen smiled.

Nonsense, if he can really make money, it is not impossible for him to consider it.

"A good script is hard!" Song Qingqian shook his head.

It's not that she lacks dramas, in fact, every day, various dramas come to her door.

But she has become famous after all, she must cherish her feathers, it is impossible to accept all dramas.

What can catch her eyes must be the kind of drama that can bring her a new career height.

This kind of drama, of course, can be met but not sought after.

"It's easy, what a good show, come on, Miss Song, let me toast you again." Xu Wen raised his glass again.

Said it was for Song Qingqian's consideration and let her drink red wine.

But Xu Wen made a toast, but he was not polite at all.

For the wine in front of him, Song Qingqian can be regarded as not refusing anyone who comes, which makes the manager at the side secretly startled.

When had she been so proactive.

At every meal, the wine was persuaded seven or eight times before barely taking a sip.

As the dinner drew to a close, Song Qingqian put down his wine glass.

"Xu Shao, it's my first time visiting Haicheng, why don't you show me around later."

The managers of Yunfeng Plaza are very envious.

This one is a big star, the goddess in their minds back then.

If you think about it, only someone with such wealth and strength as BOSS can make big stars take the initiative to do this.

"No problem." Xu Wen readily agreed.

As soon as the two of them said this, the meal could be over immediately.

It can be said that, except for Xu Wen and this Miss Song, everyone else is a foil and a vassal.

No one is ignorant.

Song Qingqian put on her coat and sunglasses, and in a blink of an eye, only her chin was visible on her palm-sized face.

She followed Xu Wen, took the VIP elevator directly to the underground garage, and came to the McLaren P1.

Song Qingqian was not surprised, after all, the strength of the person in front of him, coupled with his age.

Driving a sports car seems like a match made in heaven.

"Xu Shao, it may be more suitable for a young girl to be the co-pilot of your sports car. This kind of passion may not be suitable for women like us who are no longer young."

Song Qingqian laughed at himself, bent slightly and sat in the passenger seat.

In fact, she is only in her early 30s, but she is right, a girl of eighteen or nineteen may be more suitable for such a supercar.

As for her, it may be more suitable for a luxury car that is more business-oriented.

"Miss Song, compare the little girl with you? Should I spare them?" Xu Wen couldn't help laughing.

He has discovered that the difference between celebrities and ordinary people is aura and self-confidence.

After all, being in the spotlight all year round is something most people can't do.

No matter how many Internet celebrities have fans, if you look at it in reality, there are not a few who die at the sight of light.

Xu Wen drove the McLaren P1, and the co-driver drove the former first-line actress slowly from the underground garage to the main road.

The car drove faster and faster, farther and farther.

Xu Wen didn't mention where he was going, and Song Qingqian didn't ask where he was going either.

It seems that the two of them have a tacit understanding in their hearts.

I don't know how long I've been driving, but I can't see many cars around.

Xu Wen parked the McLaren on the deserted side of the road.

"There's no one around, Young Master Xu, what are you thinking about?"

Song Qingqian took off her sunglasses, brushed her long hair, and smiled.

Xu Wen turned off the fire and opened the window.

Sometimes the figure beside him overlaps with the figure on the screen again and again, creating a sense of absurd contrast.

On the screen, she is strong, positive, and has an excellent character that meets everyone's imagination.

But now, Xu Wen could clearly see the most primitive instinct and impulse in her slightly drunken eyes.

"I'm hitting your mind." Xu Wen leaned forward slightly, not hiding his intentions.

"Xu Shao is so straightforward." Song Qingqian giggled, and took the initiative to lean forward and kiss her passionately.

The night is cool and it's hot in here.

(End of this chapter)