Chapter 42
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Qiao Anhao felt that this was the toughest meal she had ever had in her entire life.
After much difficulty, the director, Song Xiangsi, and Chen Yang left. Qiao Anhao hurriedly placed her chopsticks down, indicating that she was done.
Just as she was about to tell producer Sun and Lu Jinnian that she had something to attend to, producer Sun seemed to have thought of something. He turned to Qiao Anhao and said, "Xiao Qiao, other than filming, do you have any other commitments?"
Qiao Anhao shook her head. "No."
"That's great, I have a friend who is in charge of the Asian sales for a big brand in Europe. Coincidentally, the endorsement contract they signed is about to expire this year, so they are looking for a new one. Coincidentally, I want to recommend you. Be it in terms of looks or charisma, you are quite good, so I want to recommend you."
When Lu Jinnian heard producer Sun's long speech, he suddenly tightened his grip on his chopsticks.
Qiao Anhao felt that she wasn't that close to producer Sun, so when she heard that he wanted to recommend her, she felt uneasy. After thinking for a moment, she tactfully rejected, "Mr. Sun, I'm afraid that I might not be able to do the job. After all, I'm just a newcomer, I don't have any reputation."
"Why wouldn't you be able to do it? What's more, I'm just recommending you, I don't even know if it will work out or not. When the time comes, I'll bring you to meet my friend. If it works out, then it's fine. If not, then there's nothing I can do. "
Since producer Sun had already said that, if Qiao Anhao continued to reject him, it would seem like she was being shameless. She could only nod and say, "Alright then, thank you, Mr. Sun."
When Qiao Anhao's voice fell, Lu Jinnian, who was sitting beside her, suddenly placed his chopsticks on the table.
The man's actions were not forceful, but it made people feel a heavy pressure.
Producer Sun sensed Lu Jinnian's displeasure and immediately asked with a face full of smiles, "Mr. Lu, are you done eating?"
Lu Jinnian didn't make a sound, he just pulled a napkin from the side and slowly wiped his lips. He then placed the napkin on the table and raised his head to glance at producer Sun. His gaze was slightly cold. "Mr. Sun, I have something to discuss with you, do you have time now?"
"Yes, yes, of course I do." Producer Sun hurriedly put down his chopsticks, hurriedly grabbing his shirt from behind his seat. He stood up, and when he walked past Qiao Anhao, he reached out to pat her shoulder. "Xiao Qiao, eat slowly, Mr. Lu and I will be leaving first."
Qiao Anhao was wearing a spaghetti strap dress, so when producer Sun placed his hand on her shoulder, his hand coincidentally landed on her exposed skin.
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