Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 279 Taming Senior Sister Da Yuan
"Mr. Zeng, is there anything I can help you with?"

Unexpectedly, when the person in charge stepped forward, he asked Zeng Wenjie in a very polite manner.

The address "General Manager Zeng" was no different from Sun Wukong's somersault cloud, instantly setting him apart from the foolish college students present.

Zeng Wenjie pointed to the audition stage with a dark face and said, "I'm asking you, where's the advertising I sponsored? There hasn't been a single bit of promotion?"

Upon hearing this, the person in charge was startled and hurriedly said, "It must have been an oversight by the props team. I'll stop the auditions right away and get the setup done!"

Zeng Wenjie holds a high position within the entire production team. Despite his youth, the key ideas he brings up in meetings are things that outsiders would never come up with, no matter how hard they try.

With the strong support of leaders Zhuang Aimin, He Jianguo, and Ye Yixuan, no one dared to trip him up.

"Stop, stop, stop for a moment. Where are the props team members, the sponsor's trademarks and brand advertisements?" The person in charge immediately went to question the props team with a dark face.

Tian Ming stared in disbelief at the scene, his jaw almost hitting the ground.

Xue Xiangyao was delighted. His father had invested in this very program, and Zeng Wenjie was the title sponsor!
Yuan Xiuqin glanced at Tian Ming with a hint of schadenfreude. After all, she had been thoroughly humiliated by Zeng Wenjie, so she was naturally happy to see others suffer the same invisible yet excruciating slap.

Luo Xiaoyu was a little shocked. Was Zeng Wenjie really that powerful, with such a large business? He was actually the title sponsor of such a large-scale program?!
The props team leader rushed over and apologized to Zeng Wenjie repeatedly. She was a woman about the same age as Feng Xiao, and tears were welling up in her eyes as she spoke.

She knew how much the leadership had high hopes for this program, and it had never made a single mistake along the way. But today, a problem had arisen with her, and if she were held accountable, she would never be able to recover for the rest of her life.

"Just don't forget next time. Since it was unintentional, I won't pursue it." Zeng Wenjie, playing the role of a stern-faced devil and domineering CEO, waved his hand and let the props team off the hook.

Marlenia's advertisement was immediately placed in the most prominent position on the audition stage, along with a photo of the brand's spokesperson, Yang Mi.

The person in charge kept apologizing to Zeng Wenjie, fearing that he might escalate the matter in a fit of anger, which would be a huge mess.

Zeng Wenjie waved his hand and said, "Alright, even the wisest person can make a mistake. Just don't make this small error again. I'm not the kind of person who holds a grudge."

"Thank you, Mr. Zeng, thank you, Mr. Zeng... Come, Mr. Zeng, please sit here." The person in charge said with an awkward smile.

"No, you guys go ahead with your business. I just happened to be passing by and wanted to drop by." Zeng Wenjie said, then turned and left.

The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and told the staff to get ready to continue the preliminary selection process.

The scene was packed with people, and the students from Chongqing University looked at Zeng Wenjie with some shock in their eyes.

This freshman from the School of Wind and Rain looks a bit like a supermodel, doesn't he?!

Yuan Xiuqin's eyes lit up as she said to Zeng Wenjie, "Junior, so your brand is the title sponsor of 'The Voice of China'?"

Zeng Wenjie nodded slightly and said, "I didn't want to lose my temper, but they were too careless. They didn't even put up my ad. Taking money and not doing the job is not good."

Tian Ming was a sensible person; he immediately shrank back, turned around, and left.

He did have an urgent urge to swear, but he also knew that doing so would be too low-class.

If you act like a clown from beginning to end, swearing a few more times will only make you seem even more petty.

"So you really did participate in the official recording of the show? Which mentor did you choose?" Xue Xiangyao asked.

“Guess!” Zeng Wenjie said.

Xue Xiangyao coldly said, "The riddle teller, get out of Gotham!"

When she was the riddle solver, Zeng Wenjie responded in the same way.

This made Zeng Wenjie laugh, and he said, "Of course I choose Teacher Liu."

After listening, Xue Xiangyao nodded and said, "Indeed, Professor Liu is probably the most professional and has the most impressive resume among the four mentors!"

That kid doesn't tell the truth at all.

"Wenjie is amazing!" Yuan Xiuqin couldn't help but exclaim. "Our classmates are still participating in the auditions, and you've already gone on stage to record, and even successfully joined the mentor's team."

After this massive publicity campaign, "The Voice of China" has begun to show results. At the very least, the locals in Fengzhou are eagerly anticipating the show's broadcast.

In fact, many enthusiastic fans would camp out at the hotels where the mentors were staying every day, hoping to get autographs or photos with them.

"Could you get me an autograph?" Xue Xiangyao asked.

“Your dad is an investor, and he put in ten million. Just ask him to get it for you; it’ll be done in no time,” Zeng Wenjie said.

Xue Xiangyao chuckled coldly twice, too lazy to say anything more.

Yuan Xiuqin glanced at Xue Xiangyao, then smiled at Zeng Wenjie and said, "How about you get me one? I really like Teacher Harlem! I listen to 'Spring Mud' every day."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Okay, go find me a poster or album later, and I'll ask Harlem to sign it for you."

After being tamed, Senior Sister Da Yuan lost Xue Xiangyao's arrogance and became quite adorable. She jumped up with joy.

Zeng Wenjie had a gentlemanly gaze, his eyes moving up and down, only looking at what he should look at, and ignoring what he shouldn't.

“Xiao Xuan will definitely be envious after she sees that I got the autograph,” Yuan Xiuqin couldn’t help but say.

"Probably not. Once she's in the General Administration of Radio, Film and Television, she'll have plenty of opportunities to meet all sorts of big stars," Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

Yuan Xiuqin did not detect any displeasure or aversion in his tone, and immediately felt that Zeng Wenjie, this junior from the neighboring school, was not only exceptionally intelligent, but also of excellent character.

Then, Yuan Xiuqin began to reflect on herself and realized that she shouldn't have judged people with prejudice; grades don't represent everything.

So, feeling a little ashamed, I started to self-motivate.

Yuan Xiuqin and Qin Yixuan, these two campus beauties from Chongqing University, are quite interesting. One went from being arrogant to docile, while the other went from being charming and charming to being unruly.

The changes in people's hearts are indeed very interesting.

Zeng Wenjie had no way of noticing the complex emotional changes in Senior Sister Da Yuan, as he was focused on watching the auditions. It has to be said that the overall quality of the female students at Chongqing University was indeed much higher than that of the students from the School of Wind and Rain, especially those from the art department who could sing and dance.

"Remember to post the photos I took for you in the buyer's show section to support me. If you feel uncomfortable showing your face, just edit the photos a little." After looking at them for a while, Zeng Wenjie prepared to leave.

Xue Xiangyao turned to Zeng Wenjie and said, "I forgot to tell you, Wang Xuelian is planning to apologize to you and would like to invite you to dinner."

Zeng Wenjie shook his head in refusal, and said rather sarcastically, "A wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat, forget it!"

He only said half the sentence, but everyone knew what the second half was—

A dog can travel a thousand miles and eat shit.

Anyway, Zeng Wenjie had no good feelings towards Wang Xuelian. He only teased Yang Jingqi a little, but this woman was completely shameless.

If Hu Guohua is just playing around with her, that's fine, but if he gets serious, Zeng Wenjie will really beat him up with her fists the size of sandbags.

No man wants to hear his wife explain after giving birth by saying, "The baby's condition was caused by drinking too much soy sauce during pregnancy, right?"
"Who is Wang Xuelian? He seems to dislike her very much."

"A best friend I've known since childhood."

"Surely he doesn't dislike you that much?"

"Sigh, her family used to be well-off, but then something happened."

Yuan Xiuqin shrugged and didn't ask any further questions.

Zeng Wenjie vaguely overheard their last conversation and just chuckled to himself. Family troubles are no excuse; he suggested they take a look at the life of Mrs. Feng.

Feng Xiao's life was trampled into mud, but she still managed to get up from the mud and even made a foxtail flower out of mud.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but make a phone call to Feng Xiao.

"What!" Feng Xiao asked fiercely.

"I'm asking if you've gone home yet," Zeng Wenjie said.

"You've figured me out," Feng Xiao said.

"So, in your eyes, all I ever think about is this?" Zeng Wenjie retorted angrily.

"Go home."

"You didn't even call to express your gratitude after you got home?"

"Tch, you think a case of Lafite will make me cry my eyes out? I used to drink Romanée-Conti."

Look at this, what the hell is this called ingrained nobility?
Zeng Wenjie felt heartbroken; he had never drunk Romanée-Conti in either of his lives!

But the next second, Feng Xiao said gently, "Thank you, brother."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Okay, drink slowly, and let me know when you're done."

Feng Xiao smiled and said, "Okay."

Zeng Wenjie said, "I have to go to the countryside on Friday. Please keep an eye on the shop and the company."

Feng Xiao snorted coldly and said, "You capitalist dog!"

On Friday, Zeng Wenjie and Mu Qingyang had a simple lunch in the cafeteria before setting off with her.

(End of this chapter)