I run a hotel in Huangshan

Chapter 63 Big Star's Concert

"Mr. Han, put it on. I'll tell you later why the boss said that." Xiao Zhang looked at Zhou Chenyu, then at Han Qingyue, and smiled meaningfully, very mysteriously.

The two got in the car, and after listening to Xiao Zhang, Han Qingyue realized that Zhou Chenyu had silently done a lot for her.

"Boss Han, do you know that in addition to secretly helping you and promoting the Qingxin Hotel to his friends, Boss Zhou also did some things that even he himself found ridiculous?"

His words interrupted Han Qingyue's thoughts, and she turned to look at him.

Xiao Zhang paused for a moment, then said with a half-smile, "Boss Zhou bought a lot of clothes, saying they were for you. He's looking forward to you becoming the mistress of his house one day."

What? Those clothes that made her mistakenly think he was a fickle scumbag were all prepared for her! He didn't have any women at all, but he was just infatuated with the idea that one day she would appear in his house as the hostess.

Han Qingyue couldn't bear to think about what kind of mood he was in when he prepared these clothes. Maybe he was helpless and lonely, or maybe he was full of expectations.

She turned her head away and looked out the window, trying not to let her tears fall.

"Boss Han, I think you should consider this. You will be very happy if you are with my boss. I will also treat you well!"

Han Qingyue was originally moved, but was amused by his last sentence. He was still being respectful, since she wasn't his elder.

Seeing Han Qingyue smile, Xiao Zhang naively thought that she was persuaded by him and was secretly happy.

There were not many cars on the road at night, and they quickly arrived at Han Qingyue's house.

She sent a message to Lu Siqing, telling him that she was home.

That night, Han Qingyue slept uneasily, waking up from time to time. The scene of Zhou Chenyu standing at the door to see her off lingered in her mind.

She couldn't bear to hurt him, but if she rejected him outright, it would be the greatest harm to him.

The next day, Han Qingyue got up early, made herself a sandwich, and called a car to go to the company. She felt a little dizzy and was afraid to drive herself.

That morning, she will meet with the general manager of Z Airline to discuss a collaborative project. Qingxin Hotel and Z Airline will jointly announce the launch of a new, exclusive, in-depth partnership: the Qingxin.Z Enjoyment Program, which will provide Qingxin Hotel VIP guests and Z Airline elite members with additional benefits and special privileges on flights and accommodations.

The signing of the contract with Z Airlines went smoothly. At noon, Han Qingyue hosted a banquet for the general manager of Z Airlines at a Chinese restaurant. Hotel executives were also present, and they had a great time chatting.

The general manager of Z Airlines admires and respects Han Qingyue. He doesn't see many bosses like Han Qingyue who are smart, steady, and business-minded at such a young age. What's more, she is very beautiful.

Towards evening, Han Qingyue received a call from Peng Ruilin. As soon as the call was connected, she heard him complaining: "Miss Han, Mr. Han, what are you busy with? You don't reply to WeChat messages, and you don't read text messages."

"Ah? I've been busy and haven't looked at my phone. Do you have something to talk to me about?" Han Qingyue asked.

"Of course I have something, something very important. I'm having a concert at the Beijing Stadium the day after tomorrow. Please come and support me."

Han Qingyue blinked in confusion. "You're holding a concert? Why so sudden? It's in Beijing, I'm afraid I can't go back!"

"I didn't tell you before, but we've been preparing for this for a long time. You know, I sang before filming, and the company wants me to develop in all aspects," Peng Ruilin explained.

"So, you're inviting me?" Han Qingyue asked with a smile. Peng Ruilin smiled, his voice light and cheerful. "Of course, I rarely take the initiative to personally invite people. The day after tomorrow at 8 o'clock, Beijing Stadium, I've reserved a ticket for you in the middle of the first row, which is a great seat that many people dream of."

Han Qingyue rarely went to concerts, especially being invited to one, which was the first time in her life. Thinking that she had something she needed his help with recently, Han Qingyue agreed.

She asked Liu Bowen to book her a flight to Beijing for the next day. She hadn't been home for a while and wanted to go home to see her parents and see Peng Ruilin's concert.

A day later, Peng Ruilin's concert was held as scheduled at the Beijing Stadium. He was very popular, and the entire venue was filled with cheers and applause from not only his fans but also his fans. Their enthusiasm was surging, engulfing the venue like a tsunami.

As the concert was about to end, Han Qingyue was taken backstage by Peng Ruilin's assistant and was the first to give him flowers.

"Congratulations, the concert was a great success!" Han Qingyue's face was filled with smiles.

Peng Ruilin didn't take the flowers. Instead, he put his arm around her shoulders and said to the assistant beside him, "Come, take a picture for us!"

As soon as the flash went on, a photo of the two of them appeared on the phone.

Han Qingyue frowned and stood on tiptoe to look at Peng Ruilin's phone screen. "Big star, what are you doing? Don't post random Weibo posts!"

Peng Ruilin put away his phone and jokingly said, "Do you think I'm a fool? Should I help you increase your popularity for free, or promote Qingxin Hotel?"

After saying that, he said to his assistant, "Everything is almost ready for the celebration banquet, right? Let's go now!"

Han Qingyue glared at him fiercely, but he ignored her.

Peng Ruilin chose a high-end club in Beijing for his celebration banquet, and he invited many friends in the circle.

Han Qingyue wasn't familiar with them, nor did she have any interest in pursuing a career in the entertainment industry, so she couldn't connect with them. She walked to the terrace with her wine in hand, enjoying the evening breeze and feeling quite relaxed and refreshed.

After a while, she took out her cell phone and checked Weibo, and found that Peng Ruilin had just updated a Weibo post with a photo attached, which was the one his assistant took for them.

"Oh my god, didn't he say he wouldn't help me promote the hotel for free to boost its popularity? Why did he post it on Weibo? What does he mean by this?"

Han Qingyue put away her phone and wanted to find Peng Ruilin to find out what was going on.

After learning that Han Qingyue was attending Peng Ruilin's concert, Lu Siqing and Zhou Chenyu, the two rivals, acted as if they had agreed to do the same thing: closely follow Peng Ruilin's Weibo. At the moment, they were both on business trips and not in Beijing; otherwise, they would have definitely gone to see Han Qingyue in person.

When Zhou Chenyu refreshed his Weibo and saw the photo, his expression changed. What was this man up to? Was he trying to create a scandal and increase his exposure? He was already so famous, and he still needed to rely on photos with Han Qingyue to attract public attention?
"Secretary Li, find a way to contact Peng Ruilin's agent and ask him to give a reasonable explanation for the photos to avoid misunderstandings about Han Qingyue."

Zhou Chenyu's first thought was to protect Han Qingyue. He had shares in the company Peng Ruilin was working for and could find the phone number of Peng Ruilin's agent.

At about the same time, Lu Siqing also saw Peng Ruilin's Weibo post, but his reaction was surprisingly calm.

"Mr. Lu, have you read the latest entertainment news? The photo of Mr. Han and Peng Ruilin is on the headlines of the entertainment section again. This is not the first time they have made the headlines." The secretary who had always had a crush on Lu Siqing seized the opportunity and ran over to report to Lu Siqing, more excited than if she had won the lottery.

(End of this chapter)