"The recording of the second episode is about to begin, and the platform is communicating with the program team about the recording process and related details."
"Since Fu Xingzhou acquired Shangcheng Culture at the beginning of the year, the broadcasting platform under Shangcheng Culture was also replaced by Fu's holding company."
"When Fu Xingzhou entered the office area, he was followed by Raven, the project director and deputy director of the platform, as well as several staff members."
"This was the first time many new employees of the platform saw Fu Xingzhou. They were full of suspicion, afraid that they had made a major mistake - otherwise, why would the boss come to personally take someone away in the middle of the night?"
"The project director, who followed Fu Xingzhou, clearly understood the temper of the young chairman and didn’t dare to even look him in the eye."
"After stealthily observing the assistant Wen's expression, he hesitated to speak to the staff and the program group, 'This is Mr. Fu. Mr. Fu has come mainly this time to...'"
"Mainly to…"
"The project director wiped his increasingly balding head, and nervously sent a signal to raven for help."
"Raven smiled and continued, 'Don’t be nervous, everyone. Mr. Fu has prepared some benefits and supper for your hard work. They have been placed in the resting area, please help yourselves.'"
"Everyone present looked at each other."
"Raven added, 'Of course, Mr. Fu also came this time to understand the backstage process of the program.'"
"Although these words were articulate, the director and deputy director of the entertainment industry, who had been in the industry for many years, naturally understood the meaning in his words."
"The director immediately wiped his shiny forehead, 'Mr. Fu cares! The recording studio is over here, please!'"
"Thirty minutes later."
"Raven, who had copied all the internal data from the cameras, sent the files one by one to the Fu's technical team, and then completed the coordination with the public relations department."
"Turning around, he reported to Fu Xingzhou, who was sitting in the back row, 'Boss, it’s been found out. It should be a trainee named Gao Ming. By the way, he is also Prince Sang's roommate.'"
"Fu Xingzhou asked, 'Roommate?'"
"Raven nodded, 'Yes. He signed with the company, but after five or six years of mixing, he still hasn’t gained any fame. Maybe he wants to try his luck.'"
"Fu Xingzhou looked very cold and didn't speak."
"Raven was quite used to Fu Xingzhou’s low pressure, and thought for a moment, 'By the way, boss. The project director just asked if you would like to go to the trainee’s training room to see. Perhaps some trainees are still practicing.'"
"Fu Xingzhou raised his wrist and looked at the time."
It's nearly four o'clock in the morning.
Raven, of course, knew it was not early, but still asked tentatively, "If you're tired, shall I take you back first?"
Fu Xingzhou glanced at the misty night: "No need. Let's go."
The program "Your Stage" has been planned since last year and has gone through two sponsorships, so the budget is already sufficient. In addition, Fu's recent acquisition of the broadcasting platform means there is even more budget, so a whole office building was rented and converted into a practice room and dormitory for the trainees.
Floors one to six are used for practice rooms, floor seven for the cafeteria, and floors eight to fifteen for the dormitories. By the time Fu Xingzhou arrived, it was already past four o'clock.
The night was deep, but the practice rooms were still brightly lit. Perhaps it was because the first episode had just aired and the competition in the program had not reached its peak, or maybe it was simply because it was so late.
Several practice rooms appeared empty, with only the cleaners on the floor diligently scrubbing the wooden floors.
Raven followed Fu Xingzhou from the sixth floor to the first floor. Finally, at the entrance to the "F" practice room, they saw a person.
The person seemed to be doing splits.
Their long, fair left leg was raised on a pole and almost formed a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree angle with their straight right leg.
They were wearing a set of pajamas with Peppa Pig prints, and due to their posture, a slender waistline was revealed, along with two shallow dimples.
If it weren't for the fact that they were also holding a cup of bubble tea and drinking it with relish, Raven would have thought this person was particularly diligent.
It could be because the sound of footsteps outside the practice room was too clear in the quiet of the late night.
The person turned their head, their bright eyes spinning twice, "Eh? Chairman Fu! Assistant Wen!"
In just a second, Raven felt that their boss's mood had improved a lot, and even the low pressure had disappeared.
Fu Xingzhou stepped into the practice room with firm strides, his deerskin shoes appearing steady on the smooth floor. He stood next to Sang Qiao and paused, "Still not sleeping?"
Sang Qiao took a big, round pearl, nibbled it with his sharp little fangs, and smiled as he shook the cup, "This is the only time I can secretly order takeout."
Fu Xingzhou's expression seemed disapproving, "Milk tea isn't good for you."
Sang Qiao took another big sip, "Occasionally it's okay. Chairman Fu, why are you here? Don't worry, I wasn't caught!"
Although all the cameras in the practice rooms and corridors had been turned off when Raven informed Fu Xingzhou about his arrival, Sang Qiao's words still made Fu Xingzhou furrow his brow, "So what if you were caught?"
Sang Qiao changed his posture very naturally and turned to look at Fu Xingzhou, "It's not good for you, Chairman Fu. If someone thinks there's something improper between you and a little trainee like me..."
Fu Xingzhou's face darkened, "Isn't there?"
Sang Qiao: "?"
Sang Qiao opened his mouth, "Definitely not! Chairman Fu, don't worry! I know my place. Our relationship is very pure on the surface! I absolutely won't say anything!"
Fu Xingzhou: "..."
Fu Xingzhou's always expressionless face didn't reveal any emotion, and Sang Qiao, who didn't know Fu Xingzhou well, didn't have the ability to sense his aura like Assistant Wen.
Therefore, Sang Qiao tried hard to discern Fu Xingzhou's expression and said, "But... that time at the club."
Fu Xingzhou gave Sang Qiao a cold, noble look.
Sang Qiao couldn't read the meaning behind Mr. Fu's eyes and was distracted enough to stumble, almost tipping over with his tea and legs.
Out of instinct for self-preservation, Sang Qiao grabbed Fu Xingzhou's arm and wrinkled his obviously expensive light blue suit.
Sang Qiao quickly stood up straight and, in a very sycophantic manner, patted Fu Xingzhou's suit sleeve and carefully asked, "Oh, sorry, sorry Chairman Fu, I didn't mean to. Shall I get you a paper towel?"
Fu Xingzhou wasn't angry, and allowed Sang Qiao to fiddle with his suit for a while before asking, "What about the club?"
Sang Qiao slapped his forehead, "Almost forgot! That time at the club, Chairman Fu, you helped me a lot! Then my agent asked me, what's the relationship between us?"
Fu Xingzhou paused for a few seconds and looked over Sang Qiao.
Sang Qiao's beautiful eyes were full of playful meaning, with a hint of innocent charm, "I said I was being kept by you. Don't worry, my agent hates artists who are kept, I definitely won't say anything!"
Fu Xingzhou: "..."
Just as Fu Xingzhou was about to enter the room, a call from a overseas branch came in.
Raven turned the phone around, finished speaking to the branch office, and strode into the training room, only to be greeted by Sang Qiao’s lofty ambitions.
Raven: "......"
Raven looked at Fu Xingzhou skillfully, and his foot, which had just taken a step, swiftly withdrew.
He took a step back, keeping a safe distance of five meters from the training room.
Fu Xingzhou had been silent for a long time.
Sang Qiao couldn't figure out if Fu Xingzhou was pleased or displeased with his actions and didn't dare to speak rashly.
He obediently finished the remaining large half-cup of pearl milk tea, put his legs down, and said dejectedly, "Director Fu... If you have no other business, I'll, I'll be leaving?"
Fu Xingzhou suddenly said, "Would it be embarrassing for you to marry me?"
Sang Qiao: "???"
Sang Qiao sincerely said, "No, you are handsome, wealthy, and kind. How could it be embarrassing?"
Fu Xingzhou's voice was low and deep, "If that's the case, then why are you unwilling to tell others?"
Sang Qiao: "......"
Sang Qiao was stunned, thinking he must have misheard.
Unfortunately, Fu Xingzhou was standing opposite him, his unchanging gaze chilling, causing Sang Qiao to almost believe he had committed some outrageous offense.
Sang Qiao scratched his head and quickly speculated about the sequence of events. He ultimately surmised that his decision to act without prior notice must have hurt Fu Xingzhou's noble heart.
Sang Qiao hurriedly moved closer to Fu Xingzhou, trying to remedy the situation, "No, no, Director Fu, you've misunderstood!"
"You are of a noble status, the diamond king of the heavenly prodigy level, and I am merely a nobody. Even if I were to marry you, how could that be believable to others?"
Fu Xingzhou's expression was icy, causing Sang Qiao to shiver.
Sang Qiao tugged at his clothes, "I know this marriage contract was arranged by your grandfather and Mr. Sang, you respect your elders and don't want to go against their wishes, and Sang Qing ruined the agreement, so you had to marry me. I understand! I support you if you find true love in the future, but..."
Sang Qiao rubbed the back of his head and chuckled, "But, can you wait a couple of years before divorcing me? If I were to divorce you right after getting married, it wouldn't be proper for me to face the Sang family..."
His voice grew quieter.
The last few words were barely audible.
Possibly due to Fu Xingzhou's dark and even enraged complexion, he appeared as though he could pass judgment on the spot.
Sang Qiao finally became aware of the imminent danger and fell silent.
He wasn't sure which words rubbed Fu Xingzhou the wrong way.
Fu Xingzhou suddenly quirked his lips, "Sang Qiao, are you so certain that I'll definitely divorce you?"
Author's note: Fu Xingzhou: I'm sleepless because of my wife, but she wants a divorce.