Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 241 Indulging in the Fantasy of Being a General
If I remember correctly, Yang Mi was also a spokesperson for Balenciaga after she became famous, right?
She made the black stockings with lettering incredibly popular.

Right now, Yang Mi is still just a nobody, an unknown actress. She played Guo Xiang in "The Return of the Condor Heroes," which is considered a slight breakthrough.

She truly became famous after starring in "Chinese Paladin III" in 2009.

Zeng Wenjie had a wicked idea. Before Yang Mi became famous, he wanted to spend a million or so to sign her to a ten-year contract. Wouldn't that be equivalent to a child labor contract?

Furthermore, how can Marleneia, as an international brand, not have a celebrity spokesperson? This is a loophole that needs to be examined more closely.

He made a mental note of this and planned to contact Yang Mi (the actress who played Yang Mi in her early twenties) when he was still a young actress, and then try to secure a long-term contract with her. After playing Guo Xiang, she had gained some fame.

Wang Hai raised his glass and took the initiative to drink with Zeng Wenjie, asking, "Mr. Zeng, if I want to expand and strengthen my 'Crispy Whistle' brand, what kind of novel advertisements should I create? How would you recommend shooting them?"

"Do you know Jin Sang Zi?" Zeng Wenjie glanced at him and asked.

“I know, Ronaldo is the spokesperson. They became famous after that ad,” Wang Hai said.

Zeng Wenjie found it amusing. What kind of endorsement was this? The boss just paid someone to dinner, tricked them into it, filmed a video, and that was it—an advertisement. When Da Luo returned to China, he was completely dumbfounded and then spent the entire time in court with Jin Sangzi.

Zeng Wenjie said, "The timing isn't right yet. You can start by selling online to open up some sales channels. Crispy pork rinds are still a niche food; we need a catalyst to promote them."

Wang Hai nodded.

Zeng Wenjie said, "Currently, the Chongshan government is vigorously developing tourism resources, which will attract many tourists from other places. You can set up a stall to sell your products first. When the time is right, ask a silly foreigner to shoot a catchy advertisement, and it will definitely become popular."

Wang Hai asked, "When will the time be right?"

Zeng Wenjie thought for a moment and said, "It should be soon."

The three of them drank and chatted, and after they had eaten and drunk their fill, Chen Lianfang called and booked a private room at a karaoke bar.

It's a convenience store not far away.

Chen Lianfang, who was used to singing at a karaoke bar, felt very uncomfortable coming to this kind of chain store. Damn it, she had to open the bottle herself, pour her own drink, and choose her own song. It was really not pleasant at all!

Wang Hai doesn't often attend such occasions, so it doesn't bother him.

As for Zeng Wenjie, with Mu Qingyang by his side, Mu would pour him wine and get him fruit platters, treating him very well.

Chen Lianfang could see Zeng Wenjie's smugness with his own eyes. He realized that this bastard was doing it on purpose, and was even happier than going to a massage parlor. After all, he didn't have a single female companion by his side and could only drink alone.

"I'll sing you a song," Zeng Wenjie said.

"Okay!" Mu Qingyang nodded happily.

Zeng Wenjie requested a song by Jacky Cheung called "Your Name, My Surname," a very affectionate and flavorful dialect song with quite romantic lyrics.

Chen Lianfang was extremely frustrated. This bastard was having a great time singing, flirting, and playing around, while he and Wang Hai, two grown men, could only drink and had to applaud and cheer after he finished singing.

He dared not not clap, because he felt Zeng Wenjie was too vengeful. What if he didn't clap and Zeng Wenjie held a grudge?
Zeng Wenjie experienced what it's like to be a general. After finishing his song, he glanced around and decided to see which little karaoke dared not to applaud. He was immediately assigned to be a close-up observer of the nuclear explosion.

His skill level is still there, but it's definitely not as good as the English rap he often does. However, that's about all he's good at rap; if he does any more, his true abilities will be exposed.

Zeng Wenjie had a great time at the KTV for two hours, while Wang Hai and Chen Lianfang spent two hours being sullen little karaoke girls, clapping and drinking non-stop.

"I've had a great time today, so let's call it a day. Thank you for the invitation, Mr. Chen!"

Upon exiting the KTV, Zeng Wenjie accepted a cigarette from Chen Lianfang, and then shook hands with him and Wang Hai.

Chen Lianfang smiled and said, "President Zeng, I'll start planning the advertisement later. I hope you can give me some advice then."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Want me to give you a good idea for free?"

Chen Lianfang said, "Please speak!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "The provincial TV station is planning a music variety show called 'The Voice of China,' and they are currently recruiting advertisers. You can place your ads there. The tagline is very simple: Watch 'The Voice' and eat spicy strips. It's simple and easy, and it will keep the audience brainwashed."

After hearing this, Chen Lianfang nodded and said, "I'll look into it later."

Although provincial leaders are very optimistic about the show "The Voice of China", the ratings of Chongqing TV are abysmal, making it difficult to attract advertisers.

Zeng Wenjie felt he was really going to great lengths for his good senior, even helping him get advertising deals.

“Then we’ll head back to school. Mr. Chen, please make yourselves at home,” Zeng Wenjie said.

"Okay, Mr. Zeng, take care!" Wang Hai said with a smile and waved.

Chen Lianfang was stunned. Damn it, she was so angry! This little brat is a college student!
Zeng Wenjie pulled Mu Qingyang back to the parking lot and then told her to drive home.

Mu Qingyang immediately tensed up and asked, "Isn't this car too big? I don't think it'll work!"

The Audi A8 is a proper D-segment car, over five meters long, and Mu Qingyang felt she couldn't handle it. She now felt she could only drive the training cars at driving school.

“It’s okay, you have insurance, what’s there to be afraid of? I’ll sit in the passenger seat and guide you,” Zeng Wenjie said.

Drink a car but don't drive alcohol, and don't drink a car while driving alcohol.

Zeng Wenjie is a person of good character. Driving under the influence of alcohol can easily lead to accidents and bring tears to the eyes of loved ones.

Mu Qingyang took a deep breath, adjusted her seat, and almost leaned over the steering wheel—a typical female driver's posture…

"Step back a bit, extend your hand, and the ideal distance is when your wrist is directly above the steering wheel," Zeng Wenjie said patiently, lighting a cigarette.

Mu Qingyang nervously adjusted his position, and Zeng Wenjie said, "Shift gears, slowly release the brake and accelerate, keep your hands firmly on the steering wheel, don't grip it so tightly."

The Audi A8 slowly started moving.

Women are generally not very sensitive to mechanical things, even the academically gifted Xiao Mu is no exception.

“Yes, look further ahead, that way you can drive straight. And remember to check your rearview mirror every time you change lanes,” Zeng Wenjie said lazily, leaning back in his chair and smoking.

He appeared calm, but inside he was incredibly nervous.

He was especially startled when Xiao Mu turned left and then right.

You absolutely must not scold her at this time. The more you scold her, the more nervous she will become, and she will make mistakes in her haste.

"Do you see that pedestrian up ahead?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"I saw it." Mu Qingyang nodded.

"Run him over!" Zeng Wenjie said.

"Huh? Isn't that illegal?" Mu Qingyang exclaimed.

"Then why aren't you slowing down?" Zeng Wenjie sneered.

Mu Qingyang then slowed down the accelerator and applied the brakes, his expression turning somewhat awkward.

As they approached the university town, Zeng Wenjie asked, "See that red light?"

Mu Qingyang said, "I saw it."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Let's get through it."

Mu Qingyang stopped talking, consciously slowed down and braked, and came to a steady stop at the red light.

"Could you...stop being so sarcastic?" Mu Qingyang couldn't help but say.

“I wasn’t being sarcastic or sarcastic; I was just speaking normally,” Zeng Wenjie said, raising his head.

Mu Qingyang dared not criticize too much, for fear of being scolded.

After a close call, we drove the car into the university town, found a spacious parking space, and drove right into it. Mission accomplished.

That's how novice female drivers are; they just plunge into any parking space they see without thinking about backing in and then driving out.

"call!"

Mu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief after turning off the engine, only to find that the steering wheel was covered in sweat.

Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "Isn't it exciting?"

Mu Qingyang exclaimed, "Exciting!"

“I also find it exciting.” Zeng Wenjie’s smile instantly turned bitter.

Mu Qingyang got out of the car awkwardly, pulling her scarf to cover her pretty face.

Zeng Wenjie took her hand and said, "I'll find a chance to take you for a drive on the national highway later to hone your driving skills. Getting a driver's license and being able to drive are two different things."

"Oh~"

Mu Qingyang nodded obediently, then pushed his forehead and said shyly, "You smell strongly of alcohol!"

As she spoke, she took a piece of fruit candy out of her pocket and stuffed it into Zeng Wenjie's mouth.

(End of this chapter)