Chapter 126: Pulling Sponsorship with Qin Nan

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Chi Enen had no idea she was already under someone else’s control.

The next morning, as soon as she arrived at the company and had yet to put down her bag, Qin Nan handed her a file, “Here, take this. The last order of the month is today noon, OK?”

Chi Enen pulled out the file, looked it over, and gave her an OK gesture.

“I heard from Wei Ting and the others on the night shift that this boss is tough to handle. Hopefully, we get lucky and have to drink less,” Qin Nan said, completely drained at the mere thought of drinking.

“Forget it, don’t even dream about it. If our ‘beauty of the broadcasting station’ Wei Ting says he’s tough, he’s definitely more than just tough. I just hope I don’t get drunk.”

Chi Enen rolled her eyes at her, even more exhausted.

There was no way around it; what she despised most was socializing. But in the car radio business, it’s not about listener numbers, it’s about the quantity of advertisement sponsorships. Their monthly income was tied to the sponsorships they pulled in; if they didn’t meet the company’s required sponsorship amount, their salary would be docked. The fewer sponsorships they got, the more severe the docking! Now completely reliant on this income for her family, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go through with it, regardless of her dislike.

Noon, 11 o’clock.

After Qin Nan made a phone call to the other party, they took a taxi to the Chengnan Xinghe Shijia.

Upon arrival, a waiter led them to the Second Floor, to a private room at the corner, and politely stated, “Misses, here it is.”

“Alright, thank you.”

The waiter left.

Chi Enen and Qin Nan exchanged glances, confirming that both were ready, then with smiles plastered on their faces, they opened the door to the private room.

Inside the room, a dozen or so people were seated, with dishes already served, and the drinking was in full swing.

Seeing their entrance, a bald middle-aged man stood up and lasciviously leered over the two women, his gaze settling on Chi Enen, he asked, “Which one of you is Xiao Qin? Come, come, sit.”

Qin Nan quickly stepped forward, took his hand, and greeted him warmly, “President Wang, what an honor to meet you. I am Qin Nan from BBC Radio, and this is my partner, Chi Enen.”

After speaking, she turned her head and introduced with savvy, “Enen, this is President Wang I’ve told you about, a very good man.”

“Hello, President Wang,” Chi Enen immediately greeted him cordially.

Bald Director Wang nodded with a broad smile, “Hello, hello, Miss Chi really is a top beauty.”

His remark came abruptly; worried the atmosphere might become awkward, Qin Nan quickly added, “President Wang, you’re too biased. Am I not a beauty as well?”

Bald Director Wang, while still holding her hand and not letting go, patted the back of her hand twice, chuckling, “Xiao Qin is certainly a top beauty as well. Who from BBC broadcasting isn’t attractive? You all agree, right?”

The people at the table all acquiesced to give him face, echoing his sentiment.

Bald Director Wang laughed even more heartily, his mouth reeking of alcohol, hardly able to close, as he beckoned Qin Nan and Chi Enen to sit, “Xiao Qin, Enen, please take a seat.”

Chi Enen moved to an empty seat and only when she sat down did she clearly see the person opposite her. She blurted out in surprise, “Qianci?”

“You know each other?” President Wang asked with curiosity.

Before Chi Enen could respond, the woman opposite stood up, took the White liquor bottle, and filled the wine glass in front of her to the brim. Her charming, seductive eyes sparkled as she leaned toward Bald Director Wang and playfully chastised, “Are only you allowed to know beauties, President Wang, while I’m not? That’s too unfair.”

“I didn’t mean that, Qianci, please don’t misunderstand me,”

“Drink up, President Wang, and I won’t misunderstand,” she said.

Then, she extended the wine glass in her hand to Bald Director Wang. The inviting glint in her captivating eyes drew the men to gulp down Saliva.

Without hesitation, he accepted the wine glass she handed to him and gulped it down. Then, while no one was watching, he slapped her shapely bottom, “I’ve drunk, Qianci. Are you not mad anymore?”