LWDC Chapter 1
by VolareChapter 1 – Supermodel Agent
Chapter 1 – Supermodel Agent
“What? He didn’t go to the rehearsal again?!”
The man sat up abruptly in bed, and while getting out of bed, he questioned the person on the other end of the phone, “What shenanigans are these this time? When I confirmed the schedule with him, didn’t he agree to everything?”
The tone on the other end of the phone was anxious, and the man used his shoulder to hold the phone while putting on a shirt, “…Gu Hechen took him away again? Then take a car and pick him up, I’ll call him now… Ha? The plane has already taken off? Tsk!”
The man switched the phone to the other shoulder, quickly put on the shirt, covering the obvious lumbar dimples, and also blocking a fiery gaze from behind.
“I understand, I’ll go to the show venue immediately. You take everyone else to the studio, and when I get back, I need to know how this whole thing happened.” The man said coldly and quickly, then hung up the phone, threw the phone on the bedside table, and quickly started buttoning his shirt.
Then he realized that two buttons on the shirt were torn off.
Tsk.
The man turned around, looked at the “culprit,” and said coldly, “You tore my shirt.”
“I’ll compensate you.” The person in bed was very straightforward. He propped his head up, staring at the slender fingers that were deftly buttoning the shirt, his eyes a little dangerous: “You wouldn’t want to leave, would you? At a time like this?”
“…I’m very sorry, it’s an emergency.” The man, knowing he was in the wrong, adjusted his tone, knelt on one knee by the bed, leaned down and kissed the hot and resentful man, “I’m also very annoyed, but there’s really no way… um.”
He was pulled down and forced to deepen the kiss.
But it was still him who quickly backed away, even grabbing the hand that was about to reach a dangerous zone and pulling it away.
“I said, not now.” He looked slender and tall, but his strength was surprisingly strong, “I don’t want things to get too ugly.”
The big man stared at him, his eyes dark: “I still don’t know your name.”
“Ha, sounds like if we get caught in a crackdown on prostitution, it’ll be hard to explain.” The man got up again, picked up his jacket from the ground, took out a business card from the inner pocket and handed it over, “Here, now you know.”
The big man looked at the highly designed business card and read, “Ning Fei, agent at Chen Xi Studio…”
“Right.” Ning Fei quickly put on his pants and jacket, then combed his hair a few times in the mirror, and finally turned back and blew a kiss to the man, “See you again if fate allows.”
After saying that, he turned and left, decisively, leaving the big man who was about to introduce himself speechless.
–Tsk, he should know who I am, otherwise why would he climb into my bed so readily?
*
Ning Fei came out of the hotel and rushed to the show venue, where he was scolded dog blood by the show director.
This rehearsal was crucial, deciding the positioning, lighting, music coordination, camera angles, etc. Being absent from rehearsal was tantamount to giving up the job. Ning Fei no longer hoped to keep the job, so he could only plead and persuade the show director to calm down, and then ask the designer and brand not to blacklist his client.
After ignoring Ning Fei for two hours, the designer finally opened his mouth sarcastically: “Actually, Su Cenxi’s sugar daddy, or rather, his ‘boyfriend’ Gu Hechen, sent gifts to all the key people in this show, each one of them valuable. Moreover, considering Gu’s net worth, the brand doesn’t dare to do anything to his boyfriend, so there’s no need for you to put on this humble act.”
“Gu is Gu, Su Cenxi is Su Cenxi.” Ning Fei was almost amused by Gu Hechen’s overbearing CEO style, “No one will do anything to Su Cenxi. But when it comes to casting, everyone can deliberately not mention his name.”
The designer glanced at him: “Su Cenxi’s figure is qualified, his face is qualified, and his brain is okay, but he doesn’t have much ambition. People who just want to be kept at home as a canary can’t win in this kind of battle of raptors.”
Ning Fei said: “He has potential.”
“It’s not just him who has potential, look at these twelve in this show, who doesn’t have potential? The one who replaced him also has potential.” The designer said, “With your ability, you could go to a big company and manage someone else, and becoming a gold medal agent for a supermodel on the MDC List, would be just around the corner.”
This wasn’t the first time Ning Fei had heard such words, but he rejected them as decisively as ever: “I’m all in on him.”
“Heh, if you were ten years younger, I guess you’d be even more…” The designer’s gaze swept over Ning Fei, and then landed on his slightly open collar, “Is this your ‘fashion’?”
“…” Ning Fei tugged at his collar, covering the fiery marks.
–Tsk, if the buttons hadn’t been pulled off…
*
Ning Fei finally arrived at the studio with a safety pin fastened on his chest.
It was already past midnight, and six people had come to the studio, the atmosphere was very stagnant. While constantly dialing Su Cenxi’s phone, Ning Fei had the six assistants sit in a row in front of him, explaining the “whole process of Gu Hechen taking Su Cenxi away.”
“So, Gu Hechen just used the excuse of taking him out to dinner and took him away that easily?”
Ning Fei leaned back in his chair and sneered, “Did I say or not, just give him a fat-loss meal tonight, and take him directly to rehearsal when the time comes?”
The assistant’s expression was a bit aggrieved: “Uh, at that time, Gu said in person that he would bring Cenxi back before nine o’clock…”
“You believe what he says?” The call was still unanswered on the other end of the phone, Ning Fei pressed the hang-up button, and knocked on the table with his backhand, “Gu Hechen also said he would let Su Cenxi work and support him in becoming a top model, but what happened? He’s already been taken away for dinner, sleep, and travel, and it’s not like it’s happened just ‘no more than three times’, has it? Haven’t you learned your lesson?”
The assistant was even more aggrieved: “But when Gu wanted to take Cenxi away, his bodyguards and assistants were all tall and strong, and we couldn’t do anything. I wanted to pick up Cenxi if he didn’t come back by nine o’clock, but the phone wouldn’t connect at half past eight. I made a round of calls, and finally Gu’s secretary said that the private plane took off at half past seven…”
“Then why didn’t you tell me when he took Su Cenxi away? Why didn’t you tell me when the phone wouldn’t connect? What time did you get through to the secretary?” Ning Fei didn’t fall for the act of playing the victim, and sneered, “You called me at half past ten, and rehearsal started at eleven! Other people’s models were in place from the moment the lawn was laid on the stage; we were being scolded with just an agent at half past eleven. Ha, do you think that’s reasonable?”
The assistant subconsciously said, “The secretary said that Gu sent gifts to the designers to apologize, it’s okay…”
“Whose assistant are you, Gu Hechen’s or Su Cenxi’s? Su Cenxi is absent from work, and you’re helping the culprit excuse himself?” Ning Fei interrupted him, his eyes sweeping over everyone present, and said coldly, “I know some of you were sent by Gu Hechen, and some of you were bought off by him later. Anyway, Su Cenxi is quite popular as an entertainer now, so it’s not a bad thing for you to get some small favors, is it? Gu Hechen’s secretary uses the same rhetoric for both coercion and enticement, I can even recite it.”
The others present no longer dared to respond.
“I’ll say it one last time, my goal for Su Cenxi is to reach the TOP 10 of the MDC Model Ranking, not to be laughing and joking on some so-called popular variety show!”
Ning Fei stared at everyone, the invisible pressure pressing down on their backs: “If this kind of elbow turning outwards happens again, you can pack your bags and leave! Whoever can lure you away with small favors, you can go with them. A studio with the TOP as its goal, doesn’t need people who aren’t disciplined.”
In this suffocating atmosphere, Ning Fei’s phone suddenly rang.
Ning Fei glanced at the screen: “Tch, finally dares to return my call?” He picked up the phone, waved the other hand, “Get out.”
The assistants hurriedly grabbed their bags and phones and walked out, afraid that he would regret it. After they had all left the studio, and made sure that Ning Fei couldn’t hear them anymore, the assistants who had been severely reprimanded breathed a long sigh of relief, and complained in a low voice: “Why does Cenxi have to have him as his agent…”
*
On the other side, Ning Fei leaned back in his chair and answered the phone with a sneer, “You finally know how to return the call?”
“Ning Fei, are you trying to scare Cenxi into having a mental breakdown?” The male voice that sounded on the other end was deep and magnetic, and the focus was on the obvious anger, “Cenxi has only been gone for less than half a day, and you’ve made so many calls, are you an agent or a stalker and a control freak?”
“Gu Hechen, if you have the ability to blacklist my phone number, don’t talk to me through Su Cenxi’s phone.” When Ning Fei heard that the other side was the man who was affecting his career, he was not overwhelmed by the other party’s aura at all, but his tone became even colder and more severe, “Let Su Cenxi listen to the phone. Ask him yourself, whether he wants me to talk to you about some ‘real consequences’.”
The last four words were emphasized by Ning Fei, and Gu Hechen heard the threat in them, and his anger became even stronger: “What ‘real consequences’, you can tell me directly, no need to threaten…”
He hadn’t finished speaking when his voice became smaller, obviously having his attention diverted by the person next to him. Ning Fei leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the armrest more than twenty times, and finally the voice came again from the other side of the phone: “…Hello? It’s me.”
“Su Cenxi.” Ning Fei lowered his eyes slightly, “I want to say something ‘true’, I advise you not to let Gu Hechen hear it.”
His tone was not as cold as before, but this calmness made Su Cenxi even more apprehensive. After a few seconds, Su Cenxi replied: “I’m on the balcony, he can’t hear me.”
“Oh, the balcony, I guess it’s some great viewing room in a tourist resort, right?” Ning Fei raised his eyes and said leisurely, “You said you were going to work, but you’re not going, do you want to die again?”
“I didn’t!” Su Cenxi retorted, his tone with a hint of grievance, “It’s just this one time I’m not going, it’s not the Fashion Week later, I’ll definitely go to Fashion Week. Achen has already given gifts to apologize, so it won’t affect anything, right?”
“Did I tell you? The designer for this show is having their first show after signing with this brand. The brand executives will come, and Teresa, the editor-in-chief of V Magazine, will also come. Teresa is one of the casting directors for Fashion Week, and this show is one of her pre-Fashion Week previews!” Ning Fei said coldly, “If the news of you being a prima donna and temporarily backing out spreads, will the casting directors still remember your name? Will brands still want to work with a model who goes back on their word?
“If your MDC ranking declines, do you still want to live?
“Have you forgotten that you were reborn?”