Can't afford to pay for the takeout? Stunning CEO: Then pay with your body!

Chapter 105 Please Be My Spokesperson!

President's Office, Qingcheng Group.

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Nie Qingcheng held a newly printed business plan in her hand, her delicate brows furrowed.

"Is this the proposal your PR department came up with after three sleepless nights?"

With a "thud," the proposal was thrown onto the black walnut desk, sliding several meters away and almost falling to the ground.

Standing in front of the table, Zhao Gang, the public relations director, was covered in sweat, his back bent at a ninety-degree angle, barely daring to breathe: "President Nie... Mr. Nie, although 'Wangcai' is currently very popular, the online public opinion is a bit biased."

"Everyone says our resort is too 'hardcore,' like a military base, not a place for relaxation and wellness."

Zhao Gang wiped his sweat and forced himself to continue explaining: "So we suggested that we invite a sweet-looking female celebrity with high national recognition to be the spokesperson, to neutralize this tough guy image."

"This is called... a balance of strength and gentleness."

"A balance of strength and gentleness?"

Nie Qingcheng sneered, tapping her fingers on the table. "Then explain to me why you chose this Su Su?"

"She's asking for 80 million, and only wants a six-month contract."

"What, is her face made of gold, or studded with diamonds?"

Zhao Gang said with a bitter face, "President Nie, Su Su is a top star right now!"

"The nation's first love! Large fan base and strong sales performance."

"It's a bit pricey, but if she posts just one Weibo post, our resort's pre-sale tickets will definitely double!"

Zhang Yan, who had been sitting on the sofa playing on his phone, paused for a moment when he heard the name "Su Su".

This name sounds familiar.

I think I saw it on the trending topics a couple of days ago. It was about someone who cut their finger on a piece of paper on set, cried their eyes out, and was taken to the hospital where the doctor said the wound would have healed if they had come two minutes later.

"Alright."

Nie Qingcheng rubbed her temples, somewhat impatiently, "Have you made plans with anyone?"

"Let's make a date!"

Zhao Gang nodded quickly, "Miss Su's team is already on their way. They said they want to go to the construction site in the south of the city to see the actual site and get a feel for it."

Nie Qingcheng glanced at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan shrugged, put away his phone, and stood up: "Then let's go take a look."

"Perfect timing, I also want to see what this 'diamond-encrusted' female celebrity worth 80 million looks like."

……

Temporary reception center at the construction site in the south of the city.

Although it's a temporary prefabricated house, it's still a project by Qingcheng Group, and the interior decoration is quite impressive, complete with constant temperature air conditioning and genuine leather sofas.

But at this moment, the reception center was as noisy as a vegetable market.

"What a lousy place! It's all mud!"

A shrill female voice pierced through the door, "My shoes are the latest GUCCI design! Can you afford to pay for them if you get them dirty?"

As soon as Zhang Yan and Nie Qingcheng reached the door, they saw a group of people surrounding a young woman like stars around the moon.

The woman, with her exquisite makeup, wearing sunglasses larger than her face and a pink fur coat, sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, pointing at a tiny mud stain on the carpet with a look of disgust.

Several men and women who looked like assistants were standing nearby; some were fanning her, some were handing her water, and one was kneeling on the ground wiping her shoes with a wet wipe.

"Ms. Su, I'm so sorry, the construction site is still under construction, so the environment is a bit poor..." Zhao Gang greeted her with a smile, "President Nie will be here soon."

Su Su took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of beautiful but sharp-tongued eyes, and looked Zhao Gang up and down.

"President Nie? You've got quite the airs."

Su Su snorted and threw the mineral water bottle on the ground. "You made me wait so long, and the water's still cold. Are you trying to freeze me to death?"

"Hurry up and get me a new cup of hand-drip coffee, Blue Mountain, half sugar, and make sure the milk foam is three centimeters thick."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head and saw Zhang Yan, who had just entered the room.

Zhang Yan was dressed casually today, in a white T-shirt and jeans, and he was carrying Nie Qingcheng's thermos. He certainly didn't look like a boss.

Su Su didn't even lift her eyelids, and waved to Zhang Yan directly: "Hey, you there, what are you standing there for? Didn't you hear me? Go buy me coffee!"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Gang's face turned green instantly, and cold sweat streamed down his spine.

My goodness!

Is that someone you can boss around?

That's our CEO Nie's darling, a ruthless guy who can handcraft mechs!

Zhang Yan wasn't angry; he just found it funny.

He shook the thermos in his hand and slowly walked over: "Excuse me, big star, all I have is goji berry and red date tea. Would you like some?"

What's your attitude?

Su Su's manager, a rather effeminate man, immediately jumped out, his delicate fingers almost poking Zhang Yan's nose, and demanded, "Do you even know who our Su Su is?"

"Believe it or not, I can make you lose your job with just one phone call!"

"Oh?"

Zhang Yan raised an eyebrow. "That impressive?"

“Pah!”

A crisp slap interrupted the agent's rant.

Of course, it wasn't hit in Zhang Yan's face.

Nie Qingcheng walked over at some point, and without any hesitation, threw her Hermes bag, worth over ten thousand yuan, at the agent's face.

The metal buckle hit the agent squarely on the cheekbone, instantly causing it to swell and turn red.

"You dare to mess with my people on my turf?"

Nie Qingcheng, in her high heels, walked step by step to Su Su, looking down at her with a cold gaze as if she were looking at a pile of garbage.

"Who gave you the nerve?"

Su Su was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

She's used to being domineering in the entertainment industry, and she's always fawned over wherever she goes.

When have you ever been treated like this?

"you……"

Su Su stood up, trembling with anger. "You dare hit my people? I'll expose you!"

"I'm going to have my fans cyberbully you!"

"Cyberbullying me?"

Nie Qingcheng laughed, a laugh that made her body tremble, yet it sent chills down one's spine.

She reached out and pinched Su Su's chin, forcing her to raise her head.

"Well, I'm the one who pays you."

"But now it seems you won't live to earn that money."

Nie Qingcheng released her grip and wiped her fingers with a tissue in disgust: "Zhao Gang, see the guest out."

"From now on, all businesses under the Qingcheng Group will refuse entry to this actress."

"you!"

Su Su was furious, pointing at Nie Qingcheng and screaming, "Who do you think you are? You're just a boss with a bit of money!"

"Let me tell you, without my endorsement, your lousy resort is just waiting to go bankrupt!"

"With Su Su's current popularity, she could make even a pig go viral!"

"Without me, you are nothing!"

"I wouldn't even bother earning 80 million! We'll see!"

After Su Su finished speaking, she led the group of assistants and rushed out.

"etc."

Zhang Yan, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up.

He handed the thermos to Nie Qingcheng, stepped forward, and blocked Su Su's path.

"A good dog doesn't block the way! Get out of the way!"

Su Su was furious and raised her hand to push Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan dodged to the side, and Su Su missed her push. Her high heels twisted, and she did a split in front of everyone, crying out "Ouch!" as she collapsed to the ground, her skirt exposed, looking utterly disheveled.

"Wow, this big star has pretty good flexibility."

Zhang Yan squatted down, looking at Su Su who was grimacing in pain, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"You just said that without your endorsement, our resort would go bankrupt?"

"You still call yourself a top star, the epitome of good looks?"

Zhang Yan shook his head and waved a finger in front of Su Su.

"You think too highly of yourself."

"With your face that's had eight hundred surgeries, and that unmistakable sleazy vibe, you're not even fit to carry my wife's shoes."

"you……"

Su Su was so angry that tears came out and her makeup was ruined.

Zhang Yan stood up and didn't look at the clown on the ground again.

He turned around and looked at Nie Qingcheng, who had been standing to the side with a livid face.

At this moment, although Nie Qingcheng was angry, her innate domineering aura and beauty shone brightly in the sunlight.

The wind blew her long hair, a few strands sticking to her lips, and her beige trench coat outlined her perfect waistline.

This is true beauty.

"Wife."

Zhang Yan suddenly laughed, "Why would we spend 80 million to bring back a vase to worship?"

"Isn't the most beautiful spokesperson right here?"

Nie Qingcheng was taken aback: "You mean...me?"

"No, no!"

Nie Qingcheng instinctively refused, her cheeks slightly flushed. "I'm in business, not in the entertainment industry. What kind of talk is this, showing my face in public?"

"Who says you can't be a brand ambassador when you're doing business?"

Zhang Yan snapped his fingers.

The system notification sounded crisp and pleasant in my mind.

[Ding! Host detected a need to show off.]

[Temporary skill triggered: God-level Photography Mastery (including light and shadow composition, camera movement techniques, and million-level post-processing capabilities).]

[Task issued: Since someone is so arrogant, let's teach her a lesson with our skills. Please shoot a promotional video that will crush the entertainment industry!]

Zhang Yan took the professional SLR camera from Zhao Gang, which was originally intended for shooting behind-the-scenes footage, and skillfully adjusted the aperture and shutter speed.

"Director Zhao, clear the area."

Zhang Yan raised his camera, pointing the lens at Nie Qingcheng.

"Today, I'll show the whole internet what true 'stunning beauty' really means."

……

Half an hour later.

The core area of ​​the hot spring.

This is the most scenic spot in the entire resort.

Natural hot spring water gushes out from between the rugged rocks, rising into white mist, surrounded by transplanted ancient pines and red maples.

Su Su hasn't left yet.

She is not reconciled.

Sitting in her van, she looked out the window at the two people not far away, gritting her teeth as she posted on Weibo: "Some nouveau riche companies are truly rude, bullying their customers because they're big!"

"The environment is awful, and they even resorted to violence! Avoid this place!"

The accompanying photo was a selfie of her sprained ankle, along with a small mud stain on the floor of the reception center.

The Weibo post instantly garnered tens of thousands of comments, causing an uproar among fans who clamored for a boycott of the Qingcheng Group.

However, while her fans were still engaged in online battles...

At the hot spring.

Nie Qingcheng stood somewhat awkwardly on a blue stone.

She changed her clothes.

It wasn't some high-end designer brand; it was just a silk bathrobe that Zhang Yan kept in his car.

A deep red silk dress was loosely tied around her waist, with the neckline slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone and glimpses of her fair skin.

Barefoot, stepping on the dew-covered moss.

"take it easy."

Zhang Yan's voice came from behind the camera, deep and magnetic, "Don't treat it as a camera, treat it as me."

"Look at me, Nie Qingcheng."

"Look at me like you did last night."

These words instantly shattered Nie Qingcheng's shyness.

She recalled the madness of the previous night, and the fear and sense of security that this man had given her.

Nie Qingcheng's eyes changed.

She is no longer the aloof female CEO, nor the awkward model.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes hazy and deep, carrying a hint of languor, a hint of provocation, and an innate confidence that exuded control over everything.

She reached out a hand and gently scooped up the hot spring water. Water droplets slid down her slender fingers, dripped onto her collarbone, and then sank into the abyss.

Click.

Click.

The sound of camera shutters clicking was continuous.

Zhang Yan felt as if the camera in his hand had come to life.

There's no need to deliberately find the right angle, because this woman is breathtakingly beautiful from any angle.

Enveloped in mist, she looked like a fairy stepping out of a painting, or a goddess ruling over mountains and rivers.

That kind of beauty is aggressive.

It's the kind of thing that can make people willingly submit at first glance.

"Okay, keep that look in your eyes."

Zhang Yan quickly moved his position, capturing every moment.

Turn around, look back.

Nie Qingcheng obediently turned around and smiled back.

That smile was captivating.

Even Zhao Gang, who was watching from a distance, was stunned, and almost dropped the reflector in his hand into the water.

This is hardly a promotional video.

This is simply a work of art!

……

Two hours later.

A 15-second short video titled "This is the real flower of wealth and beauty" quietly appeared on the official account of Qingcheng Group.

There is no copywriting.

It has only one positioning: Tiangong Hot Spring Resort.

The video only features Nie Qingcheng.

Red clothes, black hair, white mist, hot spring.

The background music is a melodious and ancient guqin piece (played by Zhang Yan).

For the first ten minutes after the video was released, the comment section was dominated by Su Su's fans, filled with insults.

"Let these garbage companies go bankrupt!"

"Those who bully our SuSu, may they die a horrible death!"

"Even a dog wouldn't go to such a lousy place!"

However, ten minutes later.

The wind direction has changed.

Everything has changed completely.

A passerby came in.

A person obsessed with looks has entered.

The LSP army has arrived.

"Holy crap! Who is this woman?! I need all her information in three minutes!"

"That face...that figure...that aura...who is Su Su? I don't know her at all."

"My mom asked me why I was kneeling while looking at my phone. It's because I saw a fairy!"

"This isn't a resort hotel, it's practically tempting me to commit a crime! Is this the owner? Do you need a doorman? Someone with a college degree, please!"

"Don't even think about it, upstairs. Didn't you see the man's back that flashed by at the end of the video? That's her husband!"

It's trending on social media.

#The stunningly beautiful female CEO#

#This is what a true top influencer is#

#Who is Su Su?#

Su Su, who was originally trending at number one for accusing Qingcheng Group, was suddenly pushed down to number ten, and the comments section was full of mockery.

"This girl deserves to be called the nation's first love? Compared to the boss's wife, she's just a country bumpkin in the city."

"Hilarious! Su Su even said that the store was bullying its customers because it's a big business. I think she's just humiliating herself."

Inside the nanny van.

Su Su stared at her phone screen, her face ashen, her hands trembling like leaves.

It’s over.

This time, they really hit a brick wall.

Not only did he fail to make any money, he also became a laughing stock online, and all his previous scandals were dug up.

"Stop crying!"

The agent, no longer arrogant, was sweating profusely as he held the phone. "Call Mr. Wang right now! Only Mr. Wang can handle this!"

Su Su, as if grasping at a lifeline, dialed a number with trembling hands.

The phone rang three times before it was answered.

A gloomy middle-aged male voice came from the other end, accompanied by the sound of mahjong tiles clattering in the background.

"Hey? Baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Godfather..."

Su Su burst into tears, "I was bullied! In Jinghai, there's a woman named Nie Qingcheng, she... she not only hit me, but she also had people humiliate me online!"

"You must stand up for me!"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Then came a cold laugh, carrying a chillingly ruthless tone.

"Nie Qingcheng?"

"That bamboo viper who just sent his aunt to prison?"

"That's interesting."

"Alright, stop crying."

"Perfect timing, I was just planning to go to Jinghai recently to check out some land there."

"Since she's so disrespectful to me, Wang, then I'll go and meet her."

"By the way, let's see what it's like to be the woman who can outshine you, Su Su."

……

at the same time.

River View No. 1 Villa.

Zhang Yan was in the kitchen making ginger cola for Nie Qingcheng—she had caught a chill while filming earlier.

Nie Qingcheng lay on the sofa scrolling through Weibo, looking at the comments praising her, and laughed like a fool.

"Honey, look what this netizen said! They said my eyes can kill, hahaha!"

"And this one, saying he'd give me his life!"

Zhang Yan came out carrying a steaming hot Coke and shook his head helplessly.

"Alright, stop being so vain."

He handed her the cup: "Drink it while it's hot."

"I need to go somewhere tonight."

Nie Qingcheng sat up, holding her cup, and asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

Zhang Yan glanced at the gradually darkening night outside the window, his eyes becoming somewhat profound.

The time agreed upon in that mysterious text message is fast approaching.

Panjiayuan, the ghost market.

Zhang Yan touched the core of the "Black Tortoise Armor" that he had dug out from underground in his pocket.

"Someone wants to talk to us about what's buried down there."

"and……"

Zhang Yan paused, a cold smile playing on his lips. "If we don't go, some rats hiding in the gutter will probably have trouble sleeping."