Who the hell wants to see your shower gel? Are you going to drop the ball at this crucial moment? The white-collar threw the remote on the sofa angrily. I'll buy the same type of shower gel tomorrow! Who said that shower gel could only be used by men? Who said that? Show yourself!
Qin Guan was on fire. He was on fire! His advertisements had been everywhere recently. Of course, the audience didn't know who he was or what his name was. Regardless of their age or gender, they all remembered his striking face.
J Clothing was on fire, and the sales of LEE jeans were even higher. The issue of ELLE magazine was selling like crazy. A panoramic photo of Qin Guan was published on the back cover of the magazine. All the fashion shows Qin Guan had attended could show off his photos to the distributors.
Qin Guan's status in the domestic modeling circle had risen to a higher level. He was above B +, but still below A +. The director of the Marketing Department of New Silk Road was very happy. The rise of a star would elevate the image of the whole company.
Advertisements, shows and print events came one after another. Qin Guan's phone was ringing off the hook. All the companies that could choose New Silk Road were calling him directly.
In addition to Qin Guan's partner A. M., other 4A companies in the capital also rushed over. Few people could remember a face in less than 10 seconds, especially a male model.
The modeling companies were in a frenzy. The film and television companies, which were always paying attention to Qin Guan's movements, also took action.
When Qin Guan had acted in a small advertisement or acted in an insignificant supporting role, the big shots hadn't paid attention to him. However, when he had become familiar with 30% to 40% of the audience, it was a big deal.
He was even more popular than the second-tier stars who worked for regular film and television companies. If they let go of such a talent, the bosses of major entertainment companies wouldn't be able to tolerate it.
Sister Xue's phone was ringing 24 hours a day, as if the alarm had been switched on 24 hours a day.
There were interviews, magazine shoots, events, runway shows, film and TV contracts … Sister Xue was in a terrible fix.
That was just the most direct reaction to reality. A terrible force was spreading on the Internet.
"Haijiao's most beautiful male actor dressed in ancient costumes, turns out to be a model!" He had made up some news and started to spread nonsense.
"Watching Qin Guan's films, magazines and commercials" was a video clip made up by his fans. They had made up countless photos of Qin Guan according to their preferences.
"Qin Guan is a senior at our school..." That was a post from a traitor at the school. All the posts about Qin Guan were at the top of the Haijiao Forum.
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia The gossip section was full of posts about fans. It was the first time Qin Guan had experienced the trouble of being popular on campus. His classmates were familiar with him, and they had stared at him openly before, let alone now.
Wearing sunglasses and a baseball cap, Qin Guan met the real estate agent at Dongzhimen in secret. He let out a long sigh of relief. It was a wise decision to buy a car in advance. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get away from school, and his classmates would gossip about him.
The pedestrians on the street were more reserved. Those who recognized him just smiled at him in a friendly way. At most, they would ask him, "Are you from XX?"
They were much gentler than the students who followed him. They wanted to show off to others on the Internet, so Qin Guan became their target.
The agent looked at Qin Guan with a different expression than when Qin Guan had first come to look at the house. He was working for a star. Although he was just a star in an advertisement, he could show off to other clients.
I'm Qin Guan's personal agent. I'm his agent for more than 10 houses. I'm his agent. That sounds impressive and professional.
The agent picked up a thick pile of documents and put them in front of Qin Guan. He had gone to the streets, put up advertisements, distributed leaflets and fought with the neighborhood committee in the penthouse area just for this business.
Finally, his work had paid off. Within a week, he had found eight shanty areas with different layouts and sizes. He had gotten the number of the owners who wanted to sell them. That day, he would take Qin Guan to look at the houses in those areas.
They left as soon as they said they would. The two of them shuttled through the gray walls and green tiles of the bungalow district. Due to the age of the buildings, the houses in this area looked rather old.
Qin Guan followed the agent into a large courtyard. He saw a clothesline in the narrow yard. Messy sheets, clothes and diapers were piled up in the only open space in the courtyard.
The young man led him to a side door on the far right. Before he could take the key out of his pocket, he was stopped by a middle-aged woman who was picking vegetables.
"Hey! Where are you from, young man? Why are you opening the door of Mr. Zhang's house? "
"Ma 'am, I'm a real estate agent. The owner of the house asked me to sell it. I'm here to look at the house with a guest. "
The middle-aged woman didn't even bother picking vegetables. She patted the water off her hands and stood up. She looked up at Qin Guan.
"Oh, my god! Aren't you the one who's good for you, me and everyone? You're the one who acts in the commercials. I've seen cold medicine and biscuits. "
Qin Guan smiled foolishly.
The middle-aged woman cheered up. The young man looked even more handsome than on TV. I can't let him suffer a loss when buying a house.
The middle-aged woman followed the agent in high spirits. On the one hand, she wanted to help her old neighbor keep an eye on Qin Guan, and on the other hand, she was afraid that the agent would cheat Qin Guan.
They entered the house and saw the layout. It was a small house with one bedroom and one living room. There was a living room in front of the door, and a bedroom on the right.
It was a bit of an exaggeration to say that it was one bedroom and one living room. The kitchen was in the yard, and the toilet was outside. There was nothing to see at a glance.
The room facing east and west had an area of only 30 square meters. The layout was also so-so. To put it bluntly, a lonely bachelor could live there.
The middle-aged woman didn't think that the young man would buy it. The agent was also nervous. Qin Guan touched his chin and asked, "How much is it?"
"4,000 yuan per square meter. More than 120,000 yuan with the handling fee."
"Okay, I'll buy it. Let's look at the next house."
The agent and the middle-aged woman were stunned. You just took a glance at the house and bought it? You should at least lower the price and find something wrong with it, right?
When the middle-aged woman came to herself, the two men had already walked out of the yard.
"Hey, young man … Why didn't you choose carefully before buying a house? Mr. Zhang is really lucky. How could someone buy such a shabby house?"
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