Wenxi waited two hours before Zhao An called her in. She didn't notice anything unusual. However, the office was connected to a separate private livestreaming room and a lounge. The lounge wasn't large, but it had everything you needed, including a large bed and a bathtub. She knew Deng Ziqi was definitely there, probably in the lounge.
Zhao An lit a cigarette and sat in his chair. "What's going on?"
Huo Wenxi said, holding a folder, "There's a film festival press conference next Saturday. The organizers have invited us to attend. I think it'll be a huge help in getting you into the entertainment industry. You'll get to meet a lot of celebrities there. Even if they're second-tier, they'll still be very beneficial to you."
Zhao An waved his hand. "No, I haven't thought about it. I've never considered joining the entertainment industry. I make movies just for fun and to see if I can make some money, so I'm not interested in those activities. If there's a suitable variety show in the future, please let me know. I'll keep an eye out for it; it has to be interesting. But don't take those so-called interviews; I have no interest whatsoever."
Huo Wenxi felt a little helpless. Her boss was truly a bit of a freak. Others were eager for more exposure, but he seemed completely indifferent. He acted like a dead pig, fearless. He could have become a superstar with a little effort, but he remained stagnant. It was truly frustrating for those who worked so hard to climb the ladder. Comparing yourself to others is infuriating. Is that what a human being does?
"I know what you're trying to say. I just want to tell you. I'll never give in to such things. There's no need to put yourself in a difficult position. If someone makes excessive demands, just turn around and leave. Come back and tell me, and I'll make sure those bastards give you an explanation." Zhao An flicked the ash from his cigarette and spoke in an incredibly domineering tone.
These words warmed Huo Wenxi's heart. Compared to other company bosses, this boss was quite conscientious. Other companies would be damned if they sold them to make money.
Only Zhao An cared nothing for money. It could even be said that he had no interest in it at all. He didn't even care about money. He'd never touched it. This wasn't pretense; it was genuine.
"Thank you. I'll cancel the trip then." Huo Wenxi nodded, took out a pen, crossed out one item, and then crossed out the next similar item.
"The first season of The Voice of China was phenomenal. They're planning a second season and have invited you to participate. If you do, they're willing to sell us the online broadcasting rights at a low price," Huo Wenxi continued, her businesslike attitude clear. Work is business.
"Not unless you give us unconditional broadcasting rights. Okay, next." Zhao An flatly refused. He had indeed become famous thanks to The Voice of China, and that was also due to his talent. He also hired online influencers to drum up hype, which is how he achieved such popularity. It's not something anyone can achieve.
Huo Wenxii nodded, making a note nearby. Then she continued, "There are also several clothing brands, snack shops, and cosmetics companies that are considering you for endorsements. Boss, are you willing to accept them?"
Zhao An waved his hand. "No, I won't accept endorsements. There's no benefit to me. Whether it's clothing or cosmetics, we can make them ourselves. With the recommendations of the female anchors, we can easily boost sales."
He refused everything, acting as if he were pure and unconcerned. He didn't care about anything. Huo Wenxi was at her wit's end. Who had made her follow such a boss? He seemed truly selfless, completely unconcerned with anything, and nothing could shake his resolve.
"Boss, you're truly pure and unselfish." Huo Wenxi even laughed at herself, though that wouldn't be good for the career of an ordinary artist. But Zhao An wasn't just an ordinary artist; he was just a guest star.
"I'm not pure and unselfish. Wait a minute, and I'll show you what pure and unselfishness really means!" Zhao An said, then hugged the mature and steady manager and slapped him.
Huo Wenxi naturally embraced Zhao An's neck and kissed him back. She was a woman who had seen the ups and downs of life. The advantage of being a manager was that you didn't have to sleep with him; if you did have fun, it was with the artists under you.
Besides, the entertainment industry was truly chaotic. Those who didn't know would assume that female celebrities were all glamorous. But male celebrities were just as shabby; handsome men were just as likely to be kept and raped. It's not just a few who enjoy the pleasure of a lesbian relationship. Most chubby, middle-aged wealthy businessmen simply love toying with so-called "fresh meat."
I wonder if those young men and women would be devastated if they knew their favorite effeminate celebrities were actually the cum-dumps of wealthy men. Sure, it's a bit disgusting when men play with men, but it's a real phenomenon, just not loudly publicized.
After kissing for a minute, Zhao An let go of the domineering agent. "There are some fun variety shows you can invite me to, and next week I'll arrange for the female celebrities to dance live together for the launch of our new company. You figure out how to promote it and arrange a thank-you party. If Iron Man breaks the billion-dollar box office, I'll give you the information, and you just need to prepare a draft."
"Okay, I understand. Any other instructions?" Huo Wenxi confidently adjusted her hair, still sitting on the man's lap. It didn't look like a legitimate relationship at all!
"No, that's it for now. Just take care of these things, I'll take care of the rest." Zhao An patted the woman's butt and added, "Go help Ziqi; she might have trouble walking."
Huo Wenxi nodded and hummed, feeling a bit strange. They'd been doing it for two hours, at least two hours. It would be a wonder a woman losing her virginity could even walk after being fucked for that long. She'd probably have trouble even walking with the help of a wall. What a beast! After his own pleasure, he completely ignored the woman.
This was actually a bit unfair. If it were women like Aunt Xia and my mother, who were married for love, Zhao An wouldn't have been so rude. But with women like these, married for money, there was no need for courtesy. They could do whatever they pleased, as much as they wanted. Sorry, money really does allow you to do whatever you want!