Chapter 299 Warm Spring Day Chapter Like a Man (Ch 299)

Zhang Ruonan did not answer, but sent another exquisite invitation designed as a ticket.

Qi Jia smiled after reading it. The invitation was written in both Chinese and English.

“I’ll wait for you at the end of time”

There is a line of small words below: “This time, I will protect you until the end of time”

Newcomer: “Linger & Qiu Qian”

Time: November 22, Location: Cinema

“Same place, different place, no matter where you are,

Watch the same movie and eat the same wedding candy

Until the end of time”

In addition, there is also information such as seat number, duration, etc.

The invitations and wedding candies are both gifts for the premiere of “I’ll Wait for You at the End of Time”. It seems that this is an idea that Chen Yuwen came up with after listening to what she said last time.

At this time, Zhang Ruonan’s message came over.

“What do you think of this premiere?”

Qi Jiadi replied with satisfaction: “It’s very beautiful, especially the invitation. I didn’t expect it to be designed so beautifully.”

“Of course, that’s my idea,” Zhang Ruonan replied, then made a smug expression and continued,

“By the way, Sister Yuwen asked me to ask you when you have time to come back and talk about the roadshow and the national cultural promotion ambassador.”

The filming of The Untamed will probably take three more days. I don’t want to be friends with you. The crew will also be filming in Shonan for about a week.

He had about three days of free time, so Qi Jia told Zhang Ruonan about it. After chatting for a while, they went about their own business.

Let me talk about two things.

Yanghe City is hundreds of kilometers away from Qijia.

A black Odyssey drove out of the parking lot of the office building. Peng Yuchang sat in the back seat, and the person driving in the front was his assistant who had been following him for a long time.

Odyssey followed the traffic into the main road. At this time, the assistant asked,

“Brother Peng, if we terminate the contract with Huayu, what should we do next?”

Peng Yuchang looked out the window, a little bewildered. When he heard his assistant’s question, he shook his head and said,

“Just send me to the airport, then take a few days off. I’ll talk to you when I’ve thought it over.”

…

After the first day of adaptation and becoming familiar with Qi Jia, the other actors gradually regained their form and were no longer timid about acting with Qi Jia.

On the morning of the third day, with the last scene finished, Qi Jia finally finished filming successfully.

After having a meal with the crew, Qi Jia flew back to Shanghai with his assistant. However, Zhou Ye’s part had not been completed yet, so he had to continue to stay with the crew.

It was past eleven o’clock in the evening before I returned to my apartment in Shanghai.

I was startled as soon as I opened the door, because at this moment, Zhang Ruonan was sleeping with his head down, most of his body on the floor, and the other half lying on the sofa.

He was covered with a thin blanket, his brows were relaxed, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

This weird sleeping posture made Qi Jia laugh and cry for a while. He didn’t rush to pick her up, but took out his mobile phone to take a few photos with her.

After he was satisfied with the photos, he carefully carried her back to the room, put her on the bed, squatted beside the bed, looked at her quietly for a while, and gently touched her forehead.

Just as I leaned over to cover her with the quilt, I suddenly heard Zhang Ruonan say,

“If you plan to kiss me secretly while I’m asleep, I can pretend to be still asleep.”

Qi Jia’s hand froze, and when he looked over, he saw Zhang Ruonan looking at him cunningly, with the corner of her mouth raised in a nice arc.

“You woke up a long time ago?”

“I woke up when you carried me back to the room.”

As Zhang Ruonan was talking, she turned over and lay on the bed, supporting her chin with one hand, looking at Qi Jia with a smile on her face.

“It’s just that I thought you were going to kiss me secretly while I was sleeping, so I kept pretending to sleep.”

Qi Jia smiled. Zhang Ruonan was like the sunshine in spring, cheerful, warm, kind and gentle.

Bringing surprises and fun to his life all the time.

Zhang Ruonan didn’t know what Qi Jia was thinking. Seeing that he didn’t move, she asked curiously,

“What are you thinking about? Aren’t you going to kiss me yet?”

Qi Jia decided to tease her, so he shrugged and joked,

“Forget it, you’re already awake, I don’t want to kiss you anymore.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ruonan suddenly hugged his neck.

The warm lips pressed together, and a sweet breath floated into Qi Jia’s nose. After three seconds, it gradually drifted away.

Zhang Ruonan proudly lay back on the bed, covered with the quilt, with a proud arc on the corner of his mouth, and snorted softly,

“Humph, if you don’t kiss me, I will!”

…

The next day, the two returned to the studio together.

As usual, after greeting their colleagues in the studio, the three of them went into the meeting room together.

“How many copies have you prepared in total?”

Qi Jia took the wedding candy and the invitation and looked through them curiously. The wedding candy box was beautifully designed and contained 8 candies.

There are Forgotten Milk Candy, Little White Rabbit, Snowflake Crisp and Fruit Gummy Candy.

His favorite is the invitation. He didn’t look at the photo carefully at first, but now he sees the real thing.

There is actually quicksand inside the invitation, which turns upside down. When the quicksand floats down, it sparkles with pearls, and paired with the sky blue gradient color, it looks very dreamy.

The estimated cost would not be low, but compared to the box office, it is a small amount of money.

“We prepared 10,000 copies, leaving 1,000 for your roadshow, and the remaining 9,000 will be sent to theaters for random distribution. I think that’s enough,” Chen Yuwen said.

Qi Jia nodded. Although 10,000 copies were not a small number, there would definitely be many people who would not be able to receive them.

But this is the effect we want. Scarcity makes things valuable. If everyone has one, it would be meaningless.

After Chen Yuwen finished speaking, he took out another list and handed it to Qi Jia.

“Here is the time for the roadshow, the cities and the list of participants. Take a look.”

Qi Jia took it and looked at it, and found that the roadshow plan was for ten cities in total.

They are Shanghai, Jinling, Luzhou, Luoyang, Beijing, Yudu, Chengdu, Xingcheng, Yanghe, and Shenzhen.

From east to west, from north to south, several major first-tier cities are included.

Among the people who participated in the roadshow, except for himself, Zhang Ruonan and director Yao Tingting, the rest of the people were absent from the remaining cities except the first roadshow due to schedule reasons.

“Sure, no problem.”

Qi Jia nodded, not too concerned about the list. After all, in addition to himself, Zhang Ruonan and Fan Wei, there were only three people in this drama.

The rest of the people are basically just supporting roles and are dispensable.

“Then let’s talk about next year’s plans.”

Chen Yuwen said as he opened a PPT and projected it onto the big screen.

“Next year we have three goals: to become a billion-dollar movie star, to export our films overseas, and to become a national cultural promotion ambassador.”

As she spoke, she circled the last target with her infrared pen.

“In fact, when it comes down to it, the first two goals are all for the purpose of completing the third one.”

“For this purpose, I have set up a new copyright department to be responsible for discovering and purchasing script copyrights. Starting next year, our focus will be on self-produced films and TV series…”

Qi Jia and Zhang Ruonan listened quietly, occasionally asking questions.

After talking for more than half an hour, on the last page, Chen Yuwen summarized the three necessary conditions to become a [National Cultural Promotion Ambassador].

They are domestic influence, international influence, and “being famous”.

“Does the third one conflict with the first two?” Zhang Ruonan asked, tilting his head.

Chen Yuwen took a sip of water and shook his head.

“No conflict. The third red refers to that red.”

As she spoke, she pointed upwards.