CHAPTER 394: CHAPTER 392: THEN I’LL GO

"My sister keeps on yelling at home—’My little brother is so handsome,’ ’I want to marry him,’ blah blah blah."

But Fang Baichen was older than him and a senior in the entertainment industry, so even when Qi Ming spoke to him, he did so with a measure of respect: "Mr. Fang."

Shen Zaiye also came to his senses and greeted him.

Shi Koufan still couldn’t believe that Fu Jinghen would actually come to participate in a variety show, and it was the same show he was in, but now that the man was standing right in front of him, he had no choice but to believe it.

"President Fu, President Fu, hello."

"Hello," Fu Jinghen said, giving him a meaningful glance. "Your contract with Shengchao is about to expire, isn’t it?"

Stunned, Shi Koufan nodded: "Still, still one more month."

Fu Jinghen asked, "Are you interested in signing with Huasong?"

Shen Zai and Fang Baichen had already set up their own studios, and Wen Qiao and Qi Ming were already artists under Huasong Media, so Fu Jinghen’s public offer wouldn’t cause any jealousy.

Before Shi Koufan could react, Qi Ming’s head had already swiftly turned towards Fu Jinghen.

?

What was his little uncle up to?

Wen Qiao was also a bit baffled.

Shi Koufan was even more elated.

Even though Shengchao Entertainment was considered quite good domestically, it really couldn’t compare to Huasong Media.

Now the big boss of Huasong personally trying to poach him made him almost disoriented.

Fu Jinghen watched Shi Koufan’s reaction closely, and wasn’t in a rush for him to respond straight away, "No rush, take your time to consider it."

Director Li clapped him on the shoulder, "You’ve hit the jackpot, kid, President Fu personally extending an olive branch to you."

Shi Koufan, still young and not quite steady in the face of events, showed his emotions openly, and when he came to his senses, worried that Fu Jinghen might think he was putting on airs, he hurriedly said, "President Fu, rest assured, I will seriously consider it."

Fu Jinghen lightly nodded in acknowledgment.

After introducing Fu Jinghen, Director Li had the driver start the car.

The midsize van could not carry many people, the last two rows were used to store their luggage, and the front seats were for passengers.

Because of Fu Jinghen’s status, they were somewhat unable to become familiar with him for a while, so they let Qi Ming sit next to him.

After all, the two were uncle and nephew.

The remaining seats were also allocated among them, Director Li sat alone at the very front, Fang Baichen and Shen Zai sat together, and Wen Qiao ended up sitting with Shi Koufan.

Everything seemed quite harmonious, but sitting next to Fu Jinghen, Qi Ming was as restless as if there were thorns on his seat.

He would sneak peeks at Fu Jinghen now and then, crane his neck to look at Wen Qiao and Shi Koufan in the front, and finally couldn’t bear the chill emanating from beside him any longer. He leaned close to Fu Jinghen and whispered, "Little uncle, shall I go and swap ’Little Aunt’ with you?"

At these words, Fu Jinghen opened his eyes, looking at Qi Ming.

"......"

It probably wasn’t Qi Ming’s imagination, but for the first time, he saw something akin to a ’pleased’ look in Fu Jinghen’s eyes.

"Then I’m going."

Carrying Fu Jinghen’s trusting? gaze, Qi Ming stood up and headed towards Wen Qiao and Shi Koufan’s row of seats.

Wen Qiao was sitting on the outside, scrolling through her phone, while Shi Koufan was on the inside, playing a video game.

After Shi Koufan added Wen Qiao’s WeChat last week, he hadn’t sent her any messages, and their interactions were limited to liking each other’s moments.

Now sitting together, aside from a short conversation when the car first started moving, they were each absorbed in their own activities afterward.