Ye Huai'an was well-prepared, even bringing binoculars.
Qin Chuan smiled wryly at Ye Huai'an, who was pressed against the window, baring his teeth, his expression full of excitement. He looked like a fan.
He wondered which celebrity Ye Huai'an was a fan of.
The "My Fair Princess" cast had quite a few stars, like Zhao Weiwei, Lin Xinru, Su Youpeng, Zhang Tieling, and so on.
However, Qin Chuan felt that ninety-nine percent of men preferred pretty actresses.
"Wow, Zhao Weiwei is so beautiful!"
"Her sparkling big eyes make my heart pound!"
As Qin Chuan mused, Ye Huai'an, still hunched by the window with his rear end sticking out, shouted loudly.
"And Princess Ziwei, Lin Xinru, she has this air of vulnerability that makes you just want to hold her and cherish her!"
Hearing this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but tease, "Su Youpeng is also handsome, and Zhang Tieling is so manly, why didn't you mention them?"
"Get lost, what's so great about men!"
"I have everything he has, and things he doesn't! What am I looking at!"
Ye Huai'an retorted without looking back.
Qin Chuan was thoroughly amused. He had guessed correctly; men were indeed drawn to beautiful actresses.
However, he didn't fight Ye Huai'an for the binoculars. Instead, he leisurely lay on the soft silk bed, lit a cigarette, and blew smoke rings.
"Qin Chuan... Wait, aren't you curious about Zhao Weiwei and Lin Xinru?"
"They are celebrities, super beauties!"
Ye Huai'an noticed Qin Chuan's unusual reaction and asked.
"Curious about what? I'll not only see them soon, but I'll also be able to chat with those actresses face-to-face!"
Qin Chuan reclined lazily, continuing to smoke.
Ye Huai'an paused, then thought it made sense. He wasn't like those foolish fans outside, content with just catching a glimpse of their idols from afar.
As a young master, once he revealed his identity, those so-called actresses should be the ones trying to curry favor with him.
With this realization, Ye Huai'an stopped looking. He emulated Qin Chuan, lying leisurely on the silk bed and lighting a cigarette.
About fifteen minutes later, movement was heard in the corridor from the slightly ajar door – the sound of many footsteps.
"They're here! They're here!"
"Zhao Weiwei and Lin Xinru are coming!"
Ye Huai'an, who had been quiet for only a few minutes, jumped up from the bed and rushed to the door, peeking outside with a lascivious gaze.
Liu Kaihe and the two young employees also crowded around, drawing disdain from Ge Lan and Ye Meiyun.
In the corridor outside, a large group of people appeared on the expensive red carpet, surrounding several individuals wearing masks and sunglasses as they walked briskly.
Because they were so heavily concealed, it was impossible to see the real faces of the celebrities, much to the disappointment of those peeking through the door crack.
In the blink of an eye, the group entered the pre-booked hotel rooms and closed the doors.
"Damn it, even though these actresses covered their faces, their figures are amazing!"
"Those long, fair legs are so alluring!"
Ye Huai'an straightened up, still relishing the sight, smacking his lips with a lecherous grin.
*Slap!*
As he was still lost in his thoughts, he felt a smack on the back of his head. Ye Huai'an turned and glared angrily, only to find his own sister hitting him. He whined, "Sis, why did you hit me!"
The people standing around chuckled at the sight.
Ye Meiyun, exasperated by his lack of ambition, said, "Look at you, what kind of behavior is this? Out of everyone in this room, who else is as shameless as you when it comes to women!"
"Sis, they're actresses, super beauties!"
Ye Huai'an defended himself.
"So what if they're actresses? They're still women, do they have three heads and six arms?"
Ye Meiyun scolded, "If you really want a woman, then find a good match for our Ye family, produce an heir, and stop your parents from nagging you every time you come home!"
This time, Ye Huai'an was hit where it hurt, and he had no retort. He dejectedly returned to the bed.
Ye Huai'an was twenty-five years old this year, which was considered quite old for a man in those times. Most of his peers, in their early twenties, were already married.
This was in a big city. In rural areas, many married at sixteen or seventeen.
"Boss, Zhao Weiwei and the others have arrived. When should we go over?"
Ge Lan wisely changed the subject, alleviating Ye Huai'an's pressure.
"Let's wait a little longer. They've been traveling, they must need some time to rest and shower."
Qin Chuan said.
"Brother Huai'an, ask your friend if we can arrange to meet during lunch."
Ye Huai'an, who had been sitting on the bed looking dejected, immediately took out his phone and started making a call.
About ten minutes later, Ye Huai'an received a message and immediately said, "Qin Chuan, my friend sent a message saying that it's too crowded outside, so lunch is off!"
"Since they're not far, let's find a quiet place to sit together."
As Ye Huai'an finished speaking, everyone was stunned, followed by expressions of pleasant surprise.
This was an active invitation, a very good sign.
It showed that both sides were interested in cooperation.
"Everyone, hurry up and get ready. Also, borrow a quiet reception room from the hotel. We'll head over in ten minutes!"
Qin Chuan ordered immediately.
"Yes boss, I'll go right now!"
Liu Kaihe rushed out of the room, and within five minutes, he called back to say that a suitable reception room had been found.
"Let's go, departure!"
Qin Chuan straightened his clothes in the mirror and led everyone out of the room.
After they had been seated in the reception room for about twenty minutes, the closed door finally opened, and a man and a woman walked in together.
Qin Chuan and his party, who were seated in the reception room, immediately stood up. However, upon clearly seeing the newcomers, many of them frowned.
They saw only three people: a middle-aged man in his forties with a cultured air, a woman in her late thirties or early forties who was slightly plump but had fair skin and was well-maintained, and a sharp and capable man in a suit. This man exuded a strong aura, commanding attention just by standing there.
The expected big stars, Zhao Weiwei and Lin Xinru, were nowhere to be seen, nor were any minor characters.
The atmosphere shifted subtly right from the start.
Fortunately, everyone was composed and quickly regained their composure.
Ye Huai'an, with his rapid change of expression, immediately walked towards the sharp, charismatic man.
"Brother Yao, why have you, such a distinguished guest, come in person?!"
Ye Huai'an said with a hearty laugh.
"You, the esteemed Young Master Ye, have called me several times. I wasn't at ease, so I came personally!"
The man called Brother Yao laughed heartily, shook hands with Ye Huai'an, and then bumped shoulders with him.
From their intimate expressions and gestures, it seemed they had a very good relationship.