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Chapter 395 A Guest Delivered to Our Door
He Daqi was woken up by an itch.

The cool air from the air conditioner in the bedroom blew wave after wave up to the ceiling and then circulated back down. Zhou Huimin comfortably rested her head on He Daqi's arm and played on her phone. Her beautiful hair was spread out, with a few strands cleverly draped over He Daqi's neck. Although the air conditioner's airflow became extremely weak after passing through the ceiling, it could still blow a few strands of hair.

So these few strands of hair kept running back and forth on He Daqi's neck. He Daqi scratched his neck several times in his sleep but couldn't stop the itch, and was woken up by the itching.

"woke up?"

As soon as she sensed He Daqi move slightly, Zhou Huimin asked a question without even looking up, her eyes still glued to her phone screen, her fingers still swiping.

"Hmm." He Daqi felt his arm go numb from being pressed down, so he gently patted Zhou Huimin's forehead and then pulled his arm out from under her head.

Zhou Huimin arched her head up twice and then pressed her head against He Daqi's shoulder.

"What time is it?" He Daqi asked, rubbing his face.

"It's not even nine o'clock yet."

"Don't tell me you've been on your phone all night."

"No, I just woke up early. I've realized that I don't sleep well when I'm thinking about things. I went to bed so late last night and even dreamed about playing on my phone. As a result, I woke up before six o'clock this morning and heard my grandparents coming to pick up the child."

He Daqi chuckled and shook his head, teasingly saying, "I never expected you to be glued to your phone all day long."

After saying that, he got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom in his slippers.

"What time did you meet with Jackie Chan yesterday?" Vivian Chow asked loudly from her bed before he went into the bathroom.

"It's 10:30. After we finish our business, we can go out for a drink," He Daqi replied casually.

He yawned as he entered the bathroom, ran the water for a while, then stood in front of the sink for a moment without washing his face or brushing his teeth. After thinking for a moment, he turned on the shower and started taking a shower.

While he was taking a shower, Vivian Chow pushed the door open and came in. Seeing that Ho Tai-kei was taking a shower, she also stripped naked and came over.

"Are you going out too?" He Daqi asked as he rinsed her hair with the showerhead.

“I’ve been thinking about it, and I think it would be best if I went with you today, so that Cheng Long doesn’t lead you out for a wild ride. That Li Zongsheng isn’t a good guy either; if he tries to persuade you, you might end up going with him.” Zhou Huimin comfortably tilted her head back, enjoying He Daqi’s help washing her.

He Daqi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Forty minutes later, Ho Tai-kai, wearing slippers, a t-shirt, and shorts, jumped out of the van, followed closely by Vivian Chow.

The two of them felt a bit stuffy from the heat as they got out of the car, and hurried towards the elevator.

"It's so hot!"

After entering the elevator, Vivian Chow breathed a sigh of relief and complained.

"You're always at home with the air conditioning on, otherwise you weren't this sensitive to the heat when we were filming a while ago."

He Daqi chuckled and chirped a cricket, prompting Zhou Huimin to glance at him sideways and retort, "When we were filming, it was definitely not as hot as it is now. When we went out just now, it must have been at least over forty degrees Celsius."

"Maybe……"

With a ding, the elevator doors opened.

The couple smiled and nodded in response to the employees who greeted them as they walked toward their office.

Before even entering the office, I saw Liu Ying, Wang Jinghua, and Wu Nannan come out of Liu Ying's office.

"What a coincidence, you're all here today," He Daqi greeted them cheerfully.

"What coincidence? We waited here on purpose." Wang Jinghua shook her head with a smile.

He Daqi was slightly taken aback and asked in confusion, "Waiting for whom?"

"Zhang Yimou will be bringing people from the Olympic Committee over for a visit later. It was arranged several days in advance," Liu Ying explained.

Zhang Yimou had mentioned this matter to He Daqi before, but He Daqi rejected it without hesitation. After many days of silence, He Daqi thought he had given up.

Unexpectedly, Old Zhang was up to his old tricks. Instead of informing He Daqi, he contacted Liu Ying and the others. If He Daqi hadn't come today, he might not have even known that Zhang Yimou had secretly brought people over for a visit.

Observing that He Daqi and Zhou Huimin's expressions didn't seem to indicate that they had come for this matter, Wang Jinghua and the others were quite surprised. Liu Ying couldn't help but ask, "Daqi, what brings you here today?"

"I have an appointment to meet someone here. Tsk, when the IOC people arrive, Sister Liu, you can receive them. I won't show my face."

"Okay, we didn't expect to call you over in this hot weather. We thought you two came here specifically because you heard the news."

After clearing up the misunderstanding, He Daqi didn't chat with Liu Ying and the others for long. He hurriedly went into the office with Zhou Huimin to enjoy the air conditioning.

Coincidentally, half an hour later, Cheng Long and his group met Zhang Yimou and the Olympic Committee members in the underground parking garage. Both sides were taken aback for a moment, and then greeted each other warmly.

Cheng Long was quite familiar with this group of people, after all, he was an Olympic ambassador. The two groups, totaling about ten people, happily squeezed into the same elevator and went up to the third floor of Yonghui Qiming.

He Daqi saw the two groups arrive together through the glass of his office door. He immediately started acting like a pushover in his office, not even bothering to show his face outside, nor did he call Cheng Long to give him directions. It was Wang Jinghua who led Cheng Long and the others over and knocked on He Daqi's office door.

"Qi Zai, we've known each other for so long, and I still don't know where you usually live. You've been to my house, but when we arranged to meet, you asked me to come to your company instead."

As soon as they met, Cheng Long started complaining and then came over with a smile and punched He Daqi on the shoulder.

“My house is small and not very presentable, so I was too embarrassed to invite you to my home.”

Cheng Long dismissed He Daqi's words as mere a fart. He didn't know anything else, but he had heard that Zhou Huimin owned many properties in Hong Kong.

The couple both earned a good income, so how could they live in a small house? Cheng Long assumed that Zhou Huimin didn't want He Daqi to bring people home, and He Daqi was using the small house as an excuse to save face. With an expression of "I've been there, I understand," he put his arm around He Daqi's shoulder. Just as he was about to say a few words, he saw Zhou Huimin sitting smiling in her boss's chair. After noticing that Cheng Long had seen her, Zhou Huimin waved and greeted him.

Cheng Long swallowed his words, forced a smile, and greeted, "Little Jew is here too?"

"Yes, Daqi and I had things to do at noon, so I came over to keep him company and tell him not to forget."

At this moment, He Daqi began to greet the people who had come with Cheng Long. In addition to Li Zongsheng and Zhang Liangying, Cheng Long also brought one other person.

It just so happens that He Daqi also knows him; he's a rock singer named Wang Feng. They met once before when he was recording a song for CCTV and chatted briefly.

"Qizai, your big brother won't take advantage of you. You prepared one song for Brother Zongsheng, and this brother also prepared two more for you. However, he is still working on his song, so it's uncertain when he will give it to you. Don't worry about that. He definitely won't give you any random songs to fill the gap. He guarantees that they will be of above-average quality."

Perhaps noticing that He Daqi was puzzled by his bringing Wang Feng along, Cheng Long grinned and pulled Wang Feng's arm to explain to He Daqi.

He Daqi's confusion stemmed from the fact that it was strange that Wang Feng was hanging out with Cheng Long, rather than what Cheng Long had assumed.

As for what level of song Cheng Long mentioned, He Daqi didn't care at all.

The reason he agreed to give the song to Jane Zhang was actually very simple: he just felt that Jackie Chan was a decent person. He remembered what Jackie Chan had casually mentioned in the White Eagle and went to the trouble of sending a box of smartphones from the White Eagle to He Daqi.

"It's okay, brother. Anything is fine. Here, I've prepared the contract. I'll call a lawyer down in a bit, and we can sign it right here."

After speaking with Cheng Long, He Daqi turned around and handed several contracts to Zhang Liangying, then made a phone call to recruit people from Aoxin Law Firm.

While Zhang Liangying was reviewing the contract, He Daqi called someone in to bring tea, and the group sat down at the coffee table in the office and started chatting.

"Qizai, I saw people from the Olympic Committee when I came here. Is your company going to take on the opening ceremony work?"

"Sigh... not necessarily. With our level of expertise, how dare we act recklessly at the Olympics? It's purely that Director Zhang Yimou has lost his mind. Maybe he's just here for a visit, just taking a casual stroll."

He Daqi didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so after giving a perfunctory explanation, he changed the subject and asked about something else.

"Brother, you have a wide network of connections. Do you know any Hong Kong celebrities who had children in 03 or 04? Male celebrities, singers, actors, hosts, directors, it doesn't matter if they're famous or not."

Clearly, He Daqi's question took a rather unexpected turn, leaving Cheng Long, Li Zongsheng, Wang Feng, and even Zhang Liangying, who was reviewing the contract, momentarily stunned, and they all turned to look at He Daqi.

"Qizai, why are you asking this?"

"Next year, I plan to invest heavily in creating a variety show. I want to invite several celebrities to participate. It will be called 'Where Are We Going, Dad?' It will be a reality outdoor variety show, the first of its kind in China. The content will be about fathers taking their children to the countryside to experience life and do some simple tasks. We are currently in the process of finding guests, but director Zhang Yimou has already agreed to be one of the guests. In addition, I will also appear in the variety show, so I am not too strict about the status of the remaining celebrity guests."

Cheng Long hissed, and the others looked surprised. He Daqi said he would spend a huge sum of money, so it certainly wouldn't be a small amount. Besides, He Daqi said he would appear on a variety show, and the first guest was Zhang Yimou. Just hearing that made it sound like a big gimmick.

Of course, they didn't expect that He Daqi's appearance would be in the form of his father; they only thought that He Daqi would be a host or guest for a few episodes.

"Similar to those outdoor variety shows produced in South Korea?" Jackie Chan perked up and asked.

"Hmm, it does look a bit like it."

Upon hearing He Daqi's words, Cheng Long, if it weren't for the fact that his son was already quite old, would have liked to go on the show and show his face. He stroked his chin and began to think: "Oh, I see... Let me think, who did I give red envelopes to in 03 and 04? Let me think... Let me think... That's right! Wu Mengda! His youngest son was born in 03!"

“Wu Mengda? Um… I really hadn’t thought about him. Is it convenient for him to invite me?” Clearly, this name was somewhat unexpected for He Daqi, causing him to hesitate a bit when he spoke.

"Don't worry, he's very easy to invite. He'll come if you pay him, and his price isn't high. If you trust me, I can take care of this for you when I go back to Hong Kong," Cheng Long said, patting his chest and making a big promise.

"Then... thank you for your trouble, brother."

He Daqi hesitated for a moment before agreeing. He hadn't originally planned to invite someone too famous, and if Wu Mengda was suitable, that would be perfect. However, after imagining Wu Mengda's image, he was a little unsure how Wu Mengda usually taught his children, which was why He Daqi hesitated.

Seeing that He Daqi and Cheng Long had a break while chatting, Wang Feng, who had been smiling and silent since entering, spoke up: "Daqi, how many guests are you planning to invite for this show you're creating? What format will the actual filming take?"

He Daqi glanced at him and casually said, "For adults, it'll be five or six. We'll make the show into about a dozen episodes, each an hour long, and it should be filmed in about a month."

"Can I go? My child was born in 04."

Ok?
Does this work?
He Daqi was speechless. If it weren't for the song exchange today, would he have been able to find out about a suitable guest and meet such a suitable guest by chance?

When Wang Feng saw that He Daqi was silent, he was extremely conflicted, feeling as if a kitten was scratching at his heart, making him very anxious.

He actually has a casual relationship with Jackie Chan, just a casual greeting when they meet. However, he is close to Jonathan Lee and Jane Zhang. I heard that he was writing a song for Ho Ta-chi and he insisted on doing it. Just think about it. If Ho Ta-chi can sing his song, the popularity will skyrocket.

After arriving with these ulterior motives, he heard some major news, which made it impossible for him to calm down.

Just listen to what He Daqi is saying and you'll know how sensational this variety show is—it's the first of its kind in China!

He Daqi was silent for less than ten seconds, and Wang Feng had already rubbed his hands on the leather pants several times. He didn't know how it felt for him to wear leather pants in the hot weather. Anyway, when they first met, he saw He Daqi wearing a T-shirt, shorts and slippers, and He Daqi saw him wearing leather pants and leather shoes. Both of them were quite confused.

Just as He Daqi was about to agree, Wang Feng on the other end of the line launched into a rapid-fire barrage of messages: "Daqi, I happen to have several great songs on hand, absolutely top-notch. I'll pick the two best ones and send them to you, or I can sing a few verses for you right now, and you can choose one."

Didn't you just say you were going to go back and write it on the spot? How come you have another song? He Daqi felt that he had a vague understanding of Wang Feng's character.

"Okay, whatever." He Daqi immediately changed his tune and started acting nonchalant, avoiding any mention of the variety show.

"So what do you think about... variety shows?"

"No rush, no rush, filming won't start until next year. Let's talk about the song first. Once we understand the song, we can talk about the variety show."

Just then, the lawyer came downstairs, and He Daqi took the opportunity to get up with a smile and start talking to Zhang Liangying about the contract details.

(End of this chapter)