Huayu: Starting from joining the mainstream entertainment industry in 96

Chapter 217, page 215: I should have brought a camera
After replying to the text message.

Just as Wang Sheng put down his phone, there was a gentle knock on the office door.

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and Cai Yinong entered.

She was dressed in a well-fitting business suit, with her usual sharp smile on her face, and a folder in her hand.

"Mr. Wang, am I disturbing you?"

"No, Mr. Cai, please have a seat."

Wang Sheng pointed to the chair opposite him.

After sitting down, Cai Yinong placed the folder on her lap and got straight to the point: "President Wang, it's like this, Mr. Xia Yushun, the producer from Taiwan's Zhenglong International Communication Company, has arrived in Beijing and hopes to pay you a visit. When would be a convenient time for you?"

"Xia Yushun?"

Wang Sheng pondered for a moment.

He is a figure known as the "founding father of talent agents" in Taiwan, with a status similar to that of Wang Jinhua.

Tsai Yi-nong explained, "Xia Yu-shun is a very influential agent and producer in the Taiwanese entertainment industry, known as 'Brother Xia.' He has single-handedly made many singers and actors famous. His 'Xia Family Team' is quite famous in Taiwan."

"For this 'The Legendary Twins' project, he was mainly in charge of coordinating things at Zhenglong International, and he was also the one who primarily pushed forward the initial discussions regarding the selection of the male actor."

"What is the main reason for his visit this time?" Wang Sheng asked.

"Firstly, I wanted to meet you, and secondly, I wanted to discuss future cooperation. He wants to promote many Taiwanese artists to the mainland."

"That's it..."

Wang Sheng: "You can arrange a time, tomorrow or the day after, let's find a quiet place to have a meal together."

“Okay, Mr. Wang.” Cai Yinong noted it down. “I’ll communicate with Mr. Xia first and confirm the time and place before reporting back to you.”

"Sure. You can coordinate the details with Li Tingting."

"..."

Let’s finish talking about business.

Cai Yinong then got up to say goodbye.

……

Wang Sheng checked the time; it was almost time to get off work.

The initial chaos of the relocation has passed, and everything is on track. He has no intention of working overtime every day.

As I walked downstairs, the familiar black Audi was already quietly parked at the entrance.

When Dajun, who was in the driver's seat, saw him come out, he immediately got out of the car, walked around, and opened the back door for him.

"Mr. Wang."

“Okay, go to this address.” Wang Sheng handed Dajun the restaurant address that Zhang Bozhi had sent him.

"Okay." Dajun took it, glanced at it, memorized it, and then steadily started the car.

The car smoothly merged into the evening traffic.

As dusk fell in Beijing, the city lights began to twinkle, and a hint of winter chill lingered in the air. But with the car windows tightly closed and the heater running at full blast, the cold outside was effectively blocked out.

The restaurant was a newly opened French private kitchen booked by Cecilia Cheung. The environment was quiet and the style was elegant.

In the past two years, more and more foreign restaurants have opened in Beijing.

When Wang Sheng arrived, Cecilia Cheung was already there, having chosen a secluded spot.

She was clearly dressed up carefully, wearing a Chanel tweed jacket and exquisite makeup. Under the soft lighting, her eyes and brows showed both the charm of a young girl and the budding elegance of a "pure and innocent leader".

"Brother Sheng!" Upon seeing Wang Sheng, she immediately flashed a bright smile and waved.

Wang Sheng sat down opposite her: "Have you been waiting long?"

"No, I just arrived too." Cecilia Cheung pushed the menu over: "Take a look and see what you'd like to eat? I've heard that the foie gras and steak here are quite good."

The two ordered food and chatted while eating.

Cecilia Cheung enthusiastically recounted her experiences performing in Shenzhen and Guangzhou, complaining about the stinginess of a certain organizer, and sharing gossip she heard in the entertainment industry while in Hong Kong.

Wang Sheng mostly listened, occasionally interjecting with a question or a comment.

He could sense that although the girl was tired, she enjoyed the feeling of being adored and making money hand over fist after becoming famous. That was her original intention, so it was alright.

"Also, it seems that Stephen Chow is preparing a new movie, but he hasn't contacted me yet."

Cecilia Cheung cut a piece of steak, her tone a mix of anticipation and uncertainty.

"No rush. First, fully capitalize on the success of 'King of Comedy.' Your priority now is to solidify your popularity. Once you have a solid foundation in TV dramas, commercial performances, and advertisements, movie opportunities will naturally follow," Wang Sheng said calmly, taking a sip of red wine.

"Okay, I'll do whatever Brother Sheng says." Cecilia Cheung nodded obediently, her eyes curving into crescents.

The meal was eaten quickly, perhaps because Cecilia Cheung was preoccupied with other things.

The two had finished their meal before 7 p.m.

“Brother Sheng, shall we… go back to the hotel?” Cecilia Cheung picked up a napkin and wiped her mouth, her eyes glancing at Wang Sheng with obvious hints and expectations.

Wang Sheng glanced at his watch; it was only a little past 6:50.

"alright."

"Yay! Let's go!" Cecilia Cheung immediately cheered up, almost jumping for joy as she picked up her handbag, took Wang Sheng's arm, and headed outside.

Dajun had been waiting in the car. When he saw the two of them come out, he started the car.

Wang Sheng told Da Jun the name of the hotel where Cecilia Cheung was staying, and Da Jun nodded, then drove off towards their destination without saying a word.

Upon arriving at the hotel's underground parking lot, Wang Sheng told Dajun to go back first and call him if he needed the car.

Zhang Bozhi pulled Wang Sheng along and almost impatiently entered the elevator, swiping her card and pressing the button for her executive floor.

Once inside the elevator, with no one else around, she clung even more affectionately to Wang Sheng, looking up at him with her eyes glistening with tears.

"Brother Sheng, I miss you so much..." The voice was soft and sweet, with a unique Cantonese accent.

Wang Sheng smiled, put his arm around her waist, and said nothing.

The elevator ascended rapidly, and the temperature in the cramped space seemed to be quietly rising.

Swipe the swipe to open the door, and you'll find yourself in a luxurious executive suite.

Her luggage and some snacks were still on the coffee table in the living room.

But Cecilia Cheung clearly had no time to care about any of that. She turned around, closed the door, pushed Wang Sheng against the door panel, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him passionately, like a ball of fire.

After a brief exchange of words, Wang Sheng patted her on the back and chuckled, "So eager?"

“They’ve prepared a surprise…” Zhang Bozhi gasped for breath, her cheeks flushed, and pulled Wang Sheng’s hand toward the bedroom.

On the large bed in the room, several sets of clothes of different styles were neatly laid out.

These are not ordinary pajamas or sexy lingerie, but real "uniforms".

One outfit is a black and white maid outfit with lace trim and a headdress; another is a slightly playful nurse's uniform with a plastic syringe prop next to it; and the last is a sailor uniform made with very little fabric, in blue and white, full of a paradoxical sense of youth and allure.

"So? Which one do you like?" Cecilia Cheung stood by the bed, her eyes alluring, with a hint of smugness: "I had it custom-made."

Wang Sheng examined the sailor uniform with great interest, his fingers tracing the fabric, which felt smooth to the touch.

He raised an eyebrow at Cecilia Cheung: "Try them all?"

Cecilia Cheung gave him a coquettish glare, but obediently picked up the maid outfit as instructed, swaying her hips as she walked into the bathroom: "Wait for me a moment, Master~"

……

A moment later, the bathroom door opened.

Cecilia Cheung walked out wearing that black and white maid outfit, with a white headband on her head, the skirt only reaching her upper thighs, and black stockings outlining her slender legs.

With a feigned shyness mixed with barely concealed boldness, she bowed slightly and said in a deliberately sweet voice, "Master, is there anything I can do for you?"

Over the next few hours, Wang Sheng experienced firsthand what it meant to be "passionate" and "fun to role-play".

Cecilia Cheung seems to have completely shed her celebrity status and baggage, immersing herself in various roles, from a gentle and lovely maid to a serious yet seductive nurse, and then to a vibrant and innocent yet alluring sailor-uniformed girl... She strives to show different sides of herself, pleasing Wang Sheng and releasing her passion.

The battle is over.

Wang Sheng reached out and pinched Cecilia Cheung's cheek, saying half-jokingly and half-remarkably, "If I had known, I should have brought a camera today."

Upon hearing this, Cecilia Cheung barely lifted her heavy eyelids, looking at him with a hazy gaze, but a satisfied yet sly smile appeared on her lips.

She snuggled closer to Wang Sheng and mumbled in a sleepy voice, "Then... next time... I'll prepare a few more sets... and you can take the photos..."

(End of this chapter)