NIP Chapter 117 Tang Yan's Invitation
Chapter 117 Tang Yan's Invitation
On February 2, Fu Yibai and Liu Yan returned to China to attend the annual meeting.
As for the post-production team he brought, there was no other way but for them to stay at Industrial Magic Light to learn.
In February, the air in Beijing is dry and cold, and your breath immediately condenses into white mist.
Liu Yan followed behind, her face still showing the fatigue of the long flight, but she was in good spirits.
"Mr. Fu, shall we go straight to the company or go home first?"
"Go home first, take a shower and change your clothes."
The company's annual meeting is tonight, no rush.
The car was already waiting in the parking lot; it was a driver sent by the company.
An hour later, the car entered the villa area.
Fu Yibai pushed open the door and went in. Because someone had cleaned the room, it was very clean.
Fu Yibai went upstairs to take a shower and changed his clothes. When he came down, Liu Yan was standing in the kitchen making coffee.
"Mr. Fu, the coffee will be ready soon."
"Um."
Fu Yibai sat down on the sofa and picked up his phone.
There were a bunch of unread messages on the screen, and he read them one by one.
Fan Binbin: "Are you back? I hope I'll see you at the company's annual party tonight?"
Hu Jing: "Was the journey smooth?"
Zeng Li: "Xiao Jing said your company has its annual meeting today, can I go?"
Gao Yuanyuan: "I heard you're coming back today. Are you free tonight?"
Fu Yibai replied to each of them, then leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.
6 PM, at the annual meeting venue.
This year's annual meeting booked the largest banquet hall in the Kunlun Hotel, which can accommodate 800 people.
Chenxi Media currently has over two hundred employees, and with the addition of employees from Lieyang Investment and Xinghe Cinema, representatives from partners, and media friends, quite a few people came.
When Fu Yibai arrived, the banquet hall was already bustling with activity.
Dozens of round tables were filled with people, the stage was brightly lit, and the staff were making final adjustments.
"Mr. Fu!"
Zhao Qi was the first to greet them. Today she was wearing a dark red dress, her makeup was exquisite, and she exuded a capable and efficient aura.
"You've finally arrived. This way, please; the main table is at the front."
Fu Yibai nodded and followed her inside.
Along the way, people kept greeting him, with calls of "President Fu" echoing everywhere.
He nodded in response, occasionally pausing to exchange a few pleasantries.
The main table is at the front and can seat twelve people.
The company's executives were already there, and they all stood up when they saw him arrive.
"Please sit down."
Fu Yibai sat down in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over everyone at the table.
Zhao Qi, Wang Peng, Lin Wei, Xu Liang, Chen Mo, and Qi Yuan have all arrived.
"The company's performance this year has been good; thank you all for your hard work."
Fu Yibai picked up the teacup in front of him and drank tea instead of wine.
"It's all thanks to General Manager Fu's excellent leadership."
Wang Peng smiled and responded, and everyone raised their glasses.
The annual meeting officially began at 7:00 AM sharp.
After the host gave an opening speech, he invited Fu Yibai to the stage to give a speech.
Fu Yibai walked onto the stage and took the microphone.
The audience fell silent instantly, and hundreds of eyes were fixed on him.
"Without further ado, Dawn made a few films this year, and luckily, they all came to fruition."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the audience.
"This is all thanks to everyone. The company will give you every bonus and reward you deserve."
Applause and cheers erupted from the audience.
"Work hard, and next year, Chenxi will be even better."
After he finished speaking, he handed the microphone back to the host and walked off the stage.
Afterwards, the group began to wander around and chat in the venue.
The highlight of the annual meeting was still the lucky draw.
The award criteria are the same as last year, only the number has increased.
After all, there are more employees than last year.
The atmosphere at the scene grew increasingly enthusiastic, with cheers rising in waves.
Fu Yibai sat at the main table, and occasionally people would come over to exchange pleasantries with him.
The company's artists sat separately at two tables.
Several women sat at a table, chattering away.
Huang Bo, Lei Jiayin, Wang Baoqiang and several other male actors were sitting together, drinking together.
Fu Yibai withdrew his gaze, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip.
At 9:30, the annual meeting was drawing to a close.
Fu Yibai stood up, greeted the senior executives, and prepared to leave.
Just as I reached the door, I heard hurried footsteps behind me.
"Mr. Fu!"
He turned around and saw Tang Yan standing a few steps away, her cheeks slightly flushed, whether from drinking or something else, he couldn't tell.
"Tang Yan? Is something wrong?"
Tang Yan bit her lip and took a step forward.
"Mr. Fu, are you... are you free right now?"
Fu Yibai looked at her without saying anything.
Tang Yan felt a little nervous under his gaze, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes, and her voice became softer.
"I... I would like to invite you to my place for a visit."
I have some questions for you.
She paused, then added, "It's not about work."
Fu Yibai remained silent for two seconds.
"Let's go."
Tang Yan was stunned for a moment, then a smile bloomed on her face, and she quickly took two steps to catch up.
As the two stepped out of the restaurant, the night wind blew in their faces, carrying the chill unique to winter.
Tang Yan wasn't dressed warmly, just a thin woolen coat, and the wind made her hunch her neck.
Fu Yibai took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.
"Put them on."
Tang Yan was stunned for a moment, her face turned even redder, and she whispered "thank you" before wrapping her coat tighter around herself.
The car was parked in the underground parking lot. Fu Yibai was driving, and Tang Yan was sitting in the passenger seat, her fingers gripping the seat belt, her gaze occasionally falling on his profile.
"address."
After receiving the address, the car drove into the night. The car was very quiet, with only the slight sound of the air conditioning vents.
Tang Yan's home is in a residential area near the company. It has two bedrooms and one living room, and the decoration is simple and cozy.
The door opened, and the entryway light turned on automatically.
"Mr. Fu, please come in."
Tang Yan stepped aside, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension.
As Fu Yibai stepped into the room, a faint fragrance wafted in the air, like the scent of some kind of flower, or perhaps the smell of laundry detergent.
The living room wasn't large, but the sofa was soft, a bouquet of flowers sat on the coffee table, and several of her photos were on the TV cabinet.
"Please have a seat, I'll get you some water."
Tang Yan walked quickly to the kitchen, and Fu Yibai sat down on the sofa.