Chapter 1746 - 714: Premiere (Part 2)

Chapter 1746: Chapter 714: Premiere (Part 2)

Linda continually echoed in agreement.

Having been in the entertainment industry for many years, she naturally understood that Zhou Wang wasn’t being entirely truthful, but such things were all too common. At most, she’d marvel at Zhou Wang’s luck with beautiful women... After all, including Jiang Mo, every one of them was stunning.

Because of this, Linda had gained quite a bit of insight into Zhou Wang during this time, realizing that his wealth might be even more frightening than she had imagined, which was why she deliberately wanted to get closer to Zhou Wang today.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Zhou, I recently heard a rather funny rumor at a social gathering in the circle, saying you went bankrupt, hahaha, isn’t that hilarious?"

Always finding topics to discuss, Linda remembered something and covered her mouth, laughing.

"Oh, it’s true."

"Of course, how could it be... uh, Mr. Zhou, what, what did you say?"

Linda’s smile froze.

"I said it’s not a rumor, I did go bankrupt recently."

Zhou Wang shrugged, casually saying, "Of course, Sister Qian, you don’t need to worry. The funding for Senior Sister’s studio was injected in advance, so your salary can still be paid for the time being."

"Ah... I, I certainly won’t worry about that."

Linda, whose thoughts were a bit chaotic, responded instinctively.

"Is it here?"

At this point, seeing they had arrived at the door of the lounge, Zhou Wang waved his hand, "I’ll go in by myself, Sister Qian, you go ahead and get busy."

With that said, Zhou Wang opened the door and went in.

Linda remained in a daze, opening her mouth, but looking at Zhou Wang’s back, she ultimately said nothing, her eyes flickering with thought.

...

Inside the National Grand Theater, there are three main professional performance halls: the opera house, the concert hall, and the theater.

Depending on the users and functions, the backstage of these three halls is equipped with a series of high-standard, highly professional rooms.

At this time, Jiang Mo was in a VIP single dressing room, commonly known as the "lead/star dressing room."

After Zhou Wang closed the door, all the noise from the outside world was isolated. A glance inside revealed the room was like a suite, containing an independent makeup room, living room, tuning room equipped with a piano, bathroom, and shower, but no bedroom.

Jiang Mo, with her makeup fully done, sat quietly on the sofa. Hearing the door open, she turned her head. When she recognized who had come in, her eyes, serene like the dark night, immediately became lively.

Zhou Wang reached her side before she could stand up, gently holding her wrist and pulling her back to sit down.

Taking a closer look, even though they could be considered "an old married couple" in some sense, Zhou Wang’s eyes still unconsciously flashed with amazement.

Though she was about to perform on stage, Senior Sister’s face wasn’t heavily made up for the stage, quite the opposite; you could even describe it as "light."

Her brows and eyes were faint, the color of her brows like a touch of blue-gray when the distant rain is yet to come. Her lips had just a layer of almost colorless gloss applied, which was more restrained and distant than any shade of Yan Hong. Her lightly powdered fair skin had a translucent coolness in the warm yellow light of the lounge, as if rice paper wrapped around a thin lamp.

Her long hair was tied into a very neat low bun at the back of her head, fixed with a plain silver hairpin, without a single stray hair escaping. Combined with the silver-gray silk long dress she wore, with no excessive ornaments, only a subtle shimmer cinched at the waist... this was Senior Sister’s entire look today.

He didn’t know who Senior Sister’s makeup artist was today, but this...

"Simply perfect."

Zhou Wang praised, "Honey, you look truly beautiful today."

Senior Sister’s cool face suddenly flushed with a hint of Yan Hong, and her eyes became somewhat dreamy.

"I... I want to hear more."

Zhou Wang was startled, then compliant, murmuring into Jiang Mo’s ear, "Honey, honey..."

With just two calls, Jiang Mo’s body began to soften, her breathing quickened, and her cool features started to reveal a seductive hue.

Zhou Wang was truly worried about ruining her makeup, so he could only satisfy himself with some hugging, but he was very content, witnessing Senior Sister transform from a public figure of "moonlight" into his personal docile little pet, a feeling hard to describe...

"The performance begins at eight, right?"

Waiting for Senior Sister to calm down, Zhou Wang glanced at his watch, showing about twenty minutes left.

"Yes."

"Are you nervous?"

"Not nervous."

Senior Sister shook her head, then softly said, "Sister Linda told me who would be here, they should all be important people, but I don’t know them anyway, so..."

"That’s a good mindset."

Zhou Wang laughed heartily.

He had specially made his way to the backstage to see Jiang Mo, just to help Senior Sister build psychological confidence, but now it seemed entirely unnecessary.

Jiang Mo might not be good at dealing with others, but just because of this, she can instead maintain inner peace, unaffected by the outside, which could also be considered a unique skill.

...

As the time approached, the concert hall of the National Grand Theater, consisting of a total of 2019 seats, began to gradually come alive.

seats, it may not sound like much, but for a purely musical performance, this was already an extremely high-standard venue.

Aside from certain famous pianists and world-class symphony orchestras, general artists find it hard to sell tickets to fill the venue... but of course, just getting the opportunity to perform here is enough to stop many people.

But at this moment, at the first solo concert of a musician who was only somewhat popular online, the place was gradually becoming packed.

"So, Master, what exactly are we here to shoot in such a high-end venue?"

In a pair of seats near the middle corner, the young apprentice, confused but eager, looked around, then couldn’t resist looking at his master Fumo with curiosity.

The apprentice knew that both he and the master were no longer free agents, having been officially incorporated into "Headline Entertainment," with even monthly benefits like social security and a basic salary...

Although Fumo hadn’t mentioned it, the apprentice was also well aware.

They may seem to have joined Headline Entertainment, but in reality, they were working for another man.

That man named Zhou Wang.

Otherwise, what kind of job would let them not have to clock in and still receive a guaranteed salary deposited into their bank accounts monthly?

And today, the master had finally brought him out to work, but this location was truly unexpected for the apprentice.

"We’re shooting people."

"People?"

The apprentice was shocked, instinctively looking toward the stage, "Is it Senior Sister Jiang on the poster, so why aren’t we at the front?"

"Didn’t you notice the front row has several mainstream media cameras already?"

Fumo said calmly, "Photographing the performers is their job, but our job... is to photograph the audience."

"Photograph the audience?"

The apprentice was a bit puzzled.

Fumo sighed and could only instruct him earnestly.

"Look ahead, the man wearing a baseball cap on the edge of the second row, take a closer look—does he look familiar?"

"Huh, he does look a bit familiar... holy, isn’t that Wang Jiale?"

"Exactly, now look to the right front, there’s a man and woman in the third row."

"Hiss... Miss Li and Mr. Ren? They’re also here to watch this piano performance?"

"Alright, stop being so surprised, the celebrities present today are definitely more than you imagine, and our ’stealth shooting’ does not only involve them."

Fumo said in a low voice, "Just some particular groups’ photos may not be publishable, but regardless, we need to try to capture the audience as complete as possible. Also, be careful not to get caught. Mr. Zhou, on the surface, does not know us, and if we’re kicked out, today’s mission will be a bust."

"Got it."

The apprentice understood.

Apart from the few mainstream media in the front row, they were essentially also part of Mr. Zhou’s marketing strategy, just that they were in the dark, while superficially, they didn’t have any connection to Mr. Zhou.

"Mr. Zhou... promised this amount, so work hard."

"Hiss!"

The apprentice looked at Fumo’s gesturing hand, eyes lighting up with excitement, and his expression turned invigorated.