Rebirth: How A Loser Became A Prince Charming Chapter 226

Zhuchuan fixed his eyes on him for a long while, losing himself in his memories. After a full ten minutes, he stood up and smiled. "You are right."

There was a 20-centimeter height difference between the old man and the young man, but their backs were in harmony as they walked out. It seemed like they were old friends.

When the two enigmatic men left, Sister Xue and Shanchuan began to debate right away. After three pots of tea and five portions of Chinese dessert, they stopped, contented and aware that the real heroes were not back yet.

They exchanged a doubtful glance and stood up together. Their rumpling stomachs betrayed their appet.i.te. They changed the topic awkwardly. "Where did they go?"

"It's meaningless for the two of us to talk, Sister Xue. We’d better find the two decision-makers." With a faint smile on his face, the steward led them around the greenhouse and into the master living room.

They found the two men in the open hall.

They were playing Go calmly. Qin Guan was using the black pieces and Zhuchuan the white ones. It was a stalemate.

Sister Xue and Shanchuan didn’t dare interrupt them. At Zhuchuan’s indication, they approached and stood by their sides.

"Finished?" Zhuchuan pressed a piece onto the chessboard. Shanchuan bowed reverently. "Yes!"

"It's time for chatting. I know the Chinese like to discuss business affairs during their leisure time. I know that. My mother is Chinese, so I’m half-Chinese myself."

Shanchuan was surprised. He hadn’t known about that secret part of his life. He tried to concentrate and lower his voice. "Yes!"

Nothing could bother Qin Guan though. He moved another piece.

Staring at the board, Zhuchuan said, "It's difficult to decide about the advertis.e.m.e.nt in j.a.pan, but I can make a decision about the Asian branches."

He picked up a white piece from the chess basket and threw it down again. Shanchuan wanted to speak, but on second thought he didn’t. Then he said, "I’ll invite Qin Guan to our show. Let’s take it easy. The amba.s.sador should carry out his duties. I don't care about the headquarters in j.a.pan. We are in charge of the Asian market, so it’s better to have a long-term perspective."

If we look at this from a long-term perspective, we should go with Jincheng Wu. He’s half-Chinese, half-j.a.panese after all.

"That’s my final decision. Tell me about your price level, my little friend." Zhuchuanlongfu saw that he was losing, so he threw the piece back with a smile.

Qin Guan looked at Sister Xue and sat up straight. "Five million a year."

Shanchuan nearly spat out blood. That's blackmail! Aflame with indignation, he said, "Impossible! Our superstar Fantingyas.h.i.+ asked for two million RMB a year! That’s too much!"

Qin Guan looked at him as if he was an idiot. "Five million j.a.panese Yen. I was talking in your currency."

Shanchuan calculated quickly in his mind. That's only 300,000 yuan. Great!

The j.a.panese were always polite. Shanchuan changed his att.i.tude right away. He bowed before Qin Guan and said, "I’m really sorry for my impatience. I’m clear about your price now."

He glanced at Zhuchuan and saw his boss nod slightly, thankful for the prices of Chinese stars. They had the right to make their own prices according to the trends of the market-oriented economy.

They couldn’t have signed a contract with a second-line j.a.panese star at such a low price. Jincheng Wu wouldn't agree to such a price, but it would be a surprise to hire Qin Guan.

One year would be alright for him. A year later, he would go to the US and leave the Asian market. It was a win-win situation.

Qin Guan and Sister Xue escorted them out and saw them drive away in the distance. Then they high-fived each other in celebration.

Shanchuan sat beside Zhuchuan and inquired respectfully, "If you made a decision, I’ll report back to the headquarters and wait for their reply."

Zhuchuan nodded and stared at the scenery outside, which was retreating slowly. "You must be curious about why I’m so interested in an unknown Chinese star."

Shanchuan lowered his head and replied, "I wouldn’t dare question you."

"Qin Guan reminded me of my mother. She was as beautiful as the young man in the pictures..." He was lost in memory.

Shanchuan dared not raise his head. He had to hide his expression from his boss. Liar! If your mother was as elegant as Mr. Qin, why are you so ugly? It’s terrible to beautify memory so much!

Zhuchuan rested his jaw gently on his hands. "My mother was like Qin Guan. She was born in an ancient n.o.ble family. That's why she could bring me back to j.a.pan."

That’s impossible, Mr. Zhuchuan! Judging by your surname, you have nothing to do with royalty. How could a rich young lady marry a peasant in Kanagawa?

"Mr. Shanchuan, Citizen is in danger. We had only one office in Hong Kong back in 1987, but the sales volume had reached one million that year. These days though? More than 10 years have pa.s.sed, and our sales volume has dropped to no more than 100,000!"