The next day, at the top floor of Shen Media.
Shen Que leaned back in his office chair, Su Qianqian's contract pinched between his fingers.
He picked up the phone on his desk and pressed a speed-dial key.
The call was answered almost instantly, Chen Feng's respectful voice coming through: "Young Master Shen, what are your instructions?"
Shen Que's voice was lazy, betraying no particular emotion. "The company is hosting a gala soon, right? The partnership negotiation banquet with the major European brands."
"Yes, Young Master Shen. It's scheduled for Friday at five p.m."
"We're preparing it according to the highest standards. The initial guest list has been drafted, consisting of the group's top executives and our most prominent artists."
"Hmm."
Shen Que made a sound of acknowledgment and continued, "I think for an occasion like this, it shouldn't just be the established faces of Shen Media attending. Some promising newcomers should also be brought along to broaden their horizons and expand their connections. Don't you agree?"
Chen Feng paused for a moment on the other end of the line before quickly catching on. "Young Master Shen, you mean…"
"That newcomer, Su Qianqian, has good potential. Cheng Yu seems to think quite highly of her too."
Shen Que's tone remained casual, as if he were merely mentioning it in passing. "She should be given this kind of opportunity."
Chen Feng's heart gave a little thud. A commercial gala like this, for a rookie? But he didn't dare question it and immediately replied, "Yes, Young Master Shen, I understand."
"I'll notify her agent right away and have Su Qianqian prepare."
"Hmm."
Shen Que gave a satisfied hum, then seemed to remember something and added, "Oh, right. Make it clear to her. This is an important company event, considered a work assignment. She must attend."
"Understood, Young Master Shen. I'll convey that precisely."
The call ended.
Shen Que tossed his phone back onto the desk and leaned back fully into his chair.
No matter how tightly Cheng Yu tried to protect her, that girl was diligent and dedicated to her work. She probably wouldn't pass up this chance.
In the living room of the Cloudtop Apartments, a classic cartoon played on the TV screen.
Dinner was over. Su Qianqian, freshly showered and smelling sweet, was soft and warm in her milky-white pajamas, curled up in Gu Chengyu's arms like a lazy kitten.
She chattered away non-stop, her voice soft and gentle as she shared funny stories from her day at school.
Gu Chengyu leaned against the sofa, one hand idly stroking her long hair, the other resting on her waist. Immersed in the comfort of holding her, his senses filled with her sweet fragrance, he didn't want to move a muscle.
He occasionally murmured an "Mhm" to show he was listening.
Just then, Su Qianqian's phone, lying nearby, lit up with a notification—a message from Brother Wang.
She reached over, picked up the phone, and opened it.
"Brother Wang says there's a very important company gala next Friday evening, for the collaboration with overseas brands. He wants me to attend too," she read aloud softly for Gu Chengyu. "He says many top-tier artists will be there, that it's a great opportunity…"
Not thinking much of it, assuming it was a normal work arrangement, she tapped on the screen with her fingertip and replied: "Okay, Brother Wang, I'll be there on time."
Gu Chengyu watched her finish replying before lazily extending his hand. He took her small hand, the one holding the phone, and using her hand, scrolled up and down through her chat list.
He scrolled a few times, his eyes scanning the contact names. Not finding his own chat dialog, he raised an eyebrow slightly.
He was about to return the phone to her when his gaze fell on the pinned chat at the top: [Su Su's Power Bank].
