wavenovel Chapter 451 10th Anniversary Meeting
Chapter 451 10th Anniversary Meeting
Zhu Yilong walked over from the table next to him.
He wore a dark gray suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he had a dignified and gentle demeanor. Standing under the light, he resembled a slender bamboo.
"Mr. Fu, I salute you."
He held his wine glass, his posture respectful but not servile.
"Thank you for entrusting me with the role of Mei Changsu."
Fu Yibai clinked glasses with him.
"The character of Mei Changsu has a wide range, from a spirited young marshal to a sickly strategist, and his state is different at each stage."
Seek advice from your teacher; it will benefit you in playing this role well.
Zhu Yilong nodded earnestly, memorizing every word.
He tilted his head back and finished the wine in his glass, then bowed slightly to Fu Yibai before returning to his seat.
Bai Yu followed Zhu Yilong over.
His temperament is completely different from Zhu Yilong's; he is more outgoing.
He grinned as he offered a toast, revealing a row of neat white teeth.
"Mr. Fu, I salute you."
Thank you for casting me in "Yu Zui".
"Have you finished reading the script?"
"I've finished watching it."
"Mr. Fu, this notebook is amazing!"
"Then perform well."
Fu Yibai patted him on the shoulder.
"This is a web series, and it's more explicit than a TV drama, so it will be a test of your acting skills."
Don't let me down.
"Don't worry, Mr. Fu, I definitely won't let you down."
Bai Yu finished his drink, bowed to the other executives at the main table, and strode back.
After Bai Yu went back, Tang Yixin tugged at Zhang Ruoyun.
"Idiot, hurry up and offer the toast."
"oh oh."
Zhang Ruoyun quickly got up.
Zhang Ruoyun held a wine glass, while Tang Yixin stood beside him, holding a glass of juice.
The two stood together, one shy and the other reserved, with half a fist's distance between them.
Zhang Ruoyun spoke first.
"Mr. Fu, I salute you."
Thank you for giving me the opportunity to play Qin Ming and Li Zhi. I learned so much from both dramas.
Fu Yibai clinked glasses with him and then looked at Tang Yixin.
Tang Yixin held the juice cup forward and handed it to him.
"Mr. Fu, I can't drink alcohol, so I'll have fruit juice instead."
Thank you again for the opportunity.
Fu Yibai clinked glasses with the two men.
"If you think Chenxi is good, you can contact General Manager Lin and sign with the company."
"real!"
"Of course, you're a good candidate, and the company has many projects that would suit you."
"Thank you, Mr. Fu!"
After the two returned to their seats, several more newcomers came over to offer toasts.
Fu Yibai dealt with each one, and he couldn't remember how many cups he drank.
He leaned back in his chair, picked up his teacup, and rinsed his mouth.
Zhao Qi, who was standing next to Wang Peng, was discussing the schedule of several projects for this year, while Lin Wei was discussing the release plan for artists' music albums with Chen Mo.
The atmosphere in the banquet hall had completely relaxed, and another group of singers came up on the stage. The music, the clinking of glasses, and laughter filled the entire space with a lively atmosphere.
Fu Yibai put down his teacup and stood up from his seat.
Just as the person next to him was about to get up, he waved his hand to indicate that they didn't need to follow, and walked along the side corridor of the banquet hall toward the restroom.
The restrooms are outside the banquet hall; just turn the corner and you'll find them.
This corridor was much quieter than the banquet hall.
Pushing open the bathroom door, the cool light inside was brighter than in the hallway.
He walked to the urinal, and just as he unzipped his pants, the door behind him was pushed open from the outside.
The sound of high heels clicking on the floor tiles was very soft, but it was exceptionally clear in the spacious restroom.
Yang Tianbao slipped inside and locked the door behind him.
The latch clicked, echoing through the narrow space.
The moon-white cheongsam she wore today gleamed with the unique sheen of silk under the cool light of the bathroom.
The pearl buttons at the neckline and the high slit on the side are the two most striking design elements of this garment; the former makes you want to unbutton it, and the latter makes you want to explore it.
Fu Yibai turned and glanced at her.
"How did you get in?"
Yang Tianbao did not answer.
She took a few steps forward, stood in front of Fu Yibai, tilted her head back, put her hands on his shoulders, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him directly.
Her lips still carried the aftertaste of red wine, her tongue deft and eager.
Her entire weight was hanging on Fu Yibai, her body pressed tightly against his chest beneath her moon-white cheongsam.
Fu Yibai's hand slid down her waist and landed on her hips, which were covered by a cheongsam.
Yang Tianbao let out a low moan, and his movements became even more urgent.
After a long while, Fu Yibai pried Yang Tianbao apart.
There are still people outside.
"I can't take it anymore, I love you so much."
Give it to me now.
Yang Tianbao pulled Fu Yibai into the innermost cubicle.
The cubicle door closed, and the space suddenly became cramped. Yang Tianbao turned around, his back to Fu Yibai.
She lifted the back of her cheongsam, the moon-white silk piling up in her hands, revealing her fair and slender legs and the more hidden scenery below.
She turned around, her cheeks flushed and her lips slightly parted.
"Director Fu, hurry up."
Fu Yibai stepped forward and placed his hand on her waist.
Her waist was very thin; you could feel the outline of her ribs through her cheongsam.
The sounds inside the cubicle were kept very low.
Yang Tianbao bit his lip, but occasionally a soft moan escaped from between his teeth.
Her hands rested on the partition, and the hem of her cheongsam swayed gently with her movements.
Occasionally, footsteps would pass by in the corridor, each approach making her tense and even more sensitive.
The whole process lasted less than ten minutes, but the thrill of being discovered at any moment made every second feel incredibly long.
Afterwards, Yang Tianbao leaned against the partition, panting heavily. The hem of his cheongsam slipped from his hands and covered his legs again.
She reached out and tidied her disheveled hair, her fingers still trembling slightly.
"Director Fu, you should go back first, so that no one will notice."
Fu Yibai straightened his clothes, opened the door to the cubicle, and went out.
He washed his hands again at the sink, checked himself in the mirror to make sure there was nothing wrong with him, and then opened the door and left the bathroom.
The corridor remained quiet, with faint music and laughter drifting from the direction of the banquet hall.
No one knows what happened in the restroom just now.