Awkward.
Strangely awkward.
Silence… long silence.
After a long while, Jian Feishuo finally reacted, feeling both embarrassed and indignant.
“Of course I know contracts need to be signed.”
Jian Feiyang: ?
Huh?
Jian Feishuo understood.
Even more infuriating!
He was now both embarrassed and angry.
“You don’t understand! Usually people need contracts, but I have connections with Mr. Wu, so I don’t need those formalities!”
This is called networking ability in a human-centric society!
“Ah?”
Jian Feiyang scratched his head, puzzled.
“But even if you don’t need it, the other party signed anyway.”
He pointed at Kong Ming.
The meaning was clear: see? You say you don’t need it, but they already signed and are shooting.
Jian Feishuo got it.
He was speechless.
Fan Qing understood too.
He stepped behind Jian Feiyang’s assistant, noticing the trembling shoulders and the occasional audible breath.
Hilarious!
He was going to be killed laughing by these two brothers eventually!
Jian Feishuo’s point wasn’t wrong.
But Jian Feiyang’s perspective wasn’t wrong either.
This round of sibling rivalry was perfectly balanced.
Except someone had intervened.
Fan Qing paused for a moment, then fixed his gaze on the nervous person in charge.
Jian Feishuo wasn’t wrong—his ties with Mr. Wu meant that the endorsement had been agreed upon, so it should naturally belong to Jian Feiyang.
Then what about Kong Ming?
Fan Qing clapped his hands lightly, drawing everyone’s attention.
“This shouldn’t be too complicated. I’d like to ask this gentleman a question.”
He approached the person in charge.
The person in charge was sweating profusely.
Fan Qing smiled slightly.
“Jian Feiyang’s endorsement was arranged by Mr. Jian and your company’s Mr. Wu. I trust Mr. Wu wouldn’t fail to inform your staff below him, and he certainly wouldn’t go against an agreement with Mr. Jian. So, may I ask—what exactly did Mr. Kong Ming mean when he said that your company decided the endorsement through a meeting?”
Cold sweat poured from the person in charge like a waterfall.
He realized where the problem lay.
The young master he had looked down upon, underestimated… might have only been delivering a message!
And he, the only one who knew that the young master had delivered the message…
The person in charge stammered.
He dared not say a word.
Everyone could see that something was wrong.
Kong Ming felt a jolt in his heart.
What did this mean?
What was going on?
Jian Feiyang let out a small “huh?” and instinctively glanced at his big brother.
See?
Jian Feishuo noticed his gaze and quickly put on a cold, domineering expression.
After several seconds, he leisurely and casually spoke, pretending not to care.
“Ah Yang, look. This isn’t my problem.”
Jian Feiyang looked at him, wanting to say something but stopping.
Wasn’t this because big brother didn’t sign a contract, which led to the current situation?
…Forget it, he’d give big brother some face.
Let’s see what Ah Qing says!
Jian Feiyang quickly turned his head, eager, and looked at Fan Qing.
Jian Feishuo’s expression stiffened.
He instinctively looked at his assistant.
Why wasn’t this going according to plan?
The assistant also looked stunned.
…By now, he couldn’t even explain what was happening.
Fan Qing noticed the situation and decided to press the advantage.
“Is Mr. Wu at your company right now? Mr. Jian happens to be here as well. I think this matter should be discussed with Mr. Wu directly.”
The person in charge wasn’t just sweating anymore—he was practically on the verge of dehydration.
Kong Ming noticed the situation and couldn’t help but frown.
At this rate… could it be that the endorsement he had nearly finished shooting was about to be handed over to someone else?
And to Jian Feiyang, a trust-fund second-generation kid, no less?
The thought immediately soured his mood.
This endorsement had already been publicly known to fans, and today’s shoot would surely have been noticed by some well-informed fans.
If he lost this endorsement now…
No way.
He couldn’t lose this endorsement.
With that thought, Kong Ming subtly stepped forward, positioning himself slightly in front of the person in charge.
He motioned with his fingers, but his face remained calm as he spoke.
“I understand what you’re implying. Perhaps this endorsement was personally promised by Mr. Wu, but you probably didn’t sign any formal contract with him, right? In that case, your company following standard procedure is understandable. Besides, I’ve already signed with your company, and the shooting is almost finished…”
His words carried an implied meaning.
Behind him, the person in charge finally grasped what Kong Ming meant.
Exactly. When the deed is already done, it’s best not to let these people tear each other apart.
In short, as long as this doesn’t escalate to Mr. Wu’s attention, it’s under his control.
Hmm?
Looks like these two still aren’t giving up?
Fan Qing could read something from their expressions.
He wasn’t too surprised.
After all, when personal interests are involved, it’s normal not to want to just let it go.
Still, from now on, whenever Mr. Jian passes him resources, he would make sure to handle it carefully—at least to avoid disturbing the good moments he should have.
Thinking of the button he had personally yanked off with his teeth… tsk.
Fan Qing straightened up a bit.
After Kong Ming spoke, the person in charge quickly chimed in.
He heaved an exaggerated sigh and feigned helplessness.
“Kong Ming is right. Even if Mr. Wu were here, our company has already signed with Kong Ming, as you’ve seen. This shoot is nearly done—we can’t just nullify prior decisions made through meetings over an oral promise, can we?”
He added a compensatory smile.
“Of course, this isn’t to say there’s any fault on your part—just a miscommunication. How about this: since you’ve all come, I’ll host a dinner tonight for everyone…”
“Ning really knows how to joke.”
Fan Qing let out a light laugh, then cut him off with a cold expression.
“This is an issue of negligence on your company’s part. You don’t think a mere dinner invitation can make us forget this, do you?”
He paused briefly, deliberately stepping aside to let Jian Feishuo take the lead.
“Or… is it simply a matter of Mr. Jian’s face not being respected?”
Jian Feishuo’s face immediately hardened with seriousness and intimidation.
His face not respected?
In front of anyone else, fine—but in front of Ah Yang? Impossible!
The person in charge’s breath hitched.
He hadn’t expected Fan Qing to be so relentless.
He tried to struggle.
“But we did sign a contract with Kong Ming…”
Fan Qing let out a light laugh, though the amusement didn’t reach his eyes.
“You mean your mistake should be paid for by us?”
Ah Qing really was handsome!
Jian Feiyang sneakily stole a glance, then looked at his big brother.
ε=(?ο｀*))) Sigh.
What else could he do?
This was his own brother.
He could only forgive him.
He was still thinking this when Fan Qing gave him a subtle signal.
Huh?
Jian Feiyang froze.
Fan Qing made a phone gesture.
Then he glanced at Jian Feishuo.
What does this mean?
Jian Feiyang was momentarily dumbfounded.
Ah Qing wanted to say something?
Beside them, Jian Feiyang’s assistant suddenly stepped forward.
He leaned close to Jian Feishuo and whispered a few words.
Jian Feishuo’s expression immediately shifted to one of sudden comprehension.
He turned to the side.
Fan Qing: …
Sigh. Better to rely on Jin Si—he and the people he brought were far more dependable.
The person in charge and Kong Ming still wanted to argue, but Fan Qing relentlessly pressed on the point of their contractual violation.
After a long back-and-forth, Kong Ming began to feel that something wasn’t right.
This Fan Qing… he had the feeling he was just stalling for time.
He thought, casting a glance at the person in charge.
The person in charge wiped the sweat off his forehead and realized this couldn’t continue.
After all, they were still on the shooting set!
People were still watching!
Finally, he couldn’t hold back and spoke firmly.
“Manager Fan, I didn’t want to say this, but given the circumstances, I think you should have some self-awareness. What level is Jian Feiyang? And what level is Kong Ming? Our company’s new product targets young, ambitious professionals. Forgive me for being blunt, but if we went strictly by meeting decisions, Jian Feiyang could never have been our endorser.”
He was practically thinking it—“Is he even worthy?”
Just waiting for someone to say it.
Fan Qing raised an eyebrow.
“Excuse me? I’m not aware that Jian Feiyang could never be your company’s endorser.”
Then, a powerful, resonant voice seemed to explode in everyone’s ears.
Everyone instinctively turned to look.
Fan Qing took a step back.
Here he comes—looks like this should finally settle things so they can all go home.
The voice grew closer, and Jian Feishuo’s expression gradually regained confidence.
“Mr. Wu.”
“Mr. Jian, I didn’t expect you to honor us with your presence—my apologies for the lack of proper reception.”
The newcomer’s broad, rugged face held a friendly smile as he greeted Jian Feishuo, then he turned to Jian Feiyang.
“So this must be your younger brother? Truly a remarkable young man. I said from the start that he’d be perfect as our company’s endorser—look at him! He’s practically made for our new product.”
No sooner had he spoken than the person in charge grew flustered.
“Mr. Wu, but our company has already decided through a meeting that Kong Ming is the endorser…”
“And how come I didn’t hear about this?”
Mr. Wu glanced at him casually, as if dismissing the concern.
“Besides, I clearly told that brat to tell you—Jian Feiyang is to be our endorser, right?”
Beside him, Kong Ming’s face went pale.
He stared at the person in charge in disbelief.
The person in charge’s lips turned purple as they trembled uncontrollably.
After a long pause, he tried to defend himself.
“The young master spoke too casually, and there wasn’t any formal documentation, so…”
Not smart enough.
Fan Qing murmured a sigh to himself.
This was no longer just a matter of the person in charge’s responsibility—he was probably about to lose his job.
Sure enough, Mr. Wu’s face darkened.
“You mean I have to personally draft a document before it counts?”
The person in charge fell utterly silent.
Kong Ming, standing nearby, lowered his head slightly, fingers curling into a slow fist.
Useless—if he couldn’t make the call, there was no point in holding onto anything.
Mr. Wu turned his head and then chuckled warmly.
“This is all a misunderstanding. My subordinates mishandled things. I’ll have them fix it. For this new product, I truly think your younger brother is perfect—young, disciplined, and accomplished. Doesn’t that align perfectly with our brand’s philosophy?”
Jian Feishuo nodded modestly.
Jian Feiyang, like a little kitten, shuffled over to Fan Qing’s side.
“Ah Qing.”
“Hmm?”
Fan Qing turned to him.
Jian Feiyang hesitated, glancing at Jian Feishuo and taking a deep breath.
“Has my big brother… gone a little crazy recently?”
His hearing had suddenly sharpened, and Jian Feishuo’s face stiffened.
Unaware, Jian Feiyang pressed further.
“Sigh… work’s been so busy lately. I was actually hoping that if this endorsement didn’t happen, I could go home and finally get some sleep.”
He paused, then sighed deeply.
“There’s just so much work recently… I’m really tired.”
Jian Feishuo started to petrify.
Jian Feiyang thought for a moment and then whispered, almost conspiratorially.
“Ah Qing, are all these recent things arranged by my big brother? Is he trying to make me feel that being a celebrity is exhausting… so I’ll go home and take over the company?”
Damn it—he absolutely wouldn’t let his big brother succeed in that plan!
Absolutely not.
Mr. Wu’s warm invitation for dinner still lingered in the air.
And Jian Feishuo?
He had already begun to crumble, especially that heart he had once shielded for his younger brother, now battered all over.
Fan Qing: …
He looked at Jian Feiyang, then at Jian Feishuo.
…Never mind. Jian Feishuo didn’t deserve sympathy for interrupting that wonderful moment.