Chapter 60: I Lied About My Impotence

When Manager Chen explained the situation regarding sponsoring the New Year’s Eve Gala on Eastern Satellite TV to Director Yang, the latter agreed immediately. After all, since they planned to aggressively capture the yogurt market from Tianyou Group, they needed to invest heavily in advertising at the outset. This was a battle! If they were going to fight, they had to be willing to spend. Yu Zhile’s song and the advertising campaign had already given them the upper hand from the moment the campaign launched, so if Yu Zhile wanted his wife to participate in the gala, it wouldn’t hurt for them to sponsor the event as well.

Therefore, Manager Chen called the number Yu Zhile had given her and got in touch with Yang Bing.

…

At noon, Yang Bing felt as if a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders! He had lived up to expectations and did not waste the opportunity Yu Zhile had created for him—he successfully and smoothly secured the sponsorship of the New Year’s Gala by Mengniu Yogurt!

Director Li, seeing his excited expression, quickly asked, “Did it work out?”

“It did!” Yang Bing replied, both proud and thrilled.

“How much is the sponsorship fee?” Director Li inquired.

“Forty million,” Yang Bing answered.

A gasp ran through the group—their recently concluded show “I Am a Singer” had only brought in a seventy million yuan sponsorship for the entire season. Yet this was just a single night’s New Year’s Gala, and Mengniu Yogurt had offered forty million? That was outrageous!

Yang Bing understood their shock and possible doubts, so he added, “But they have a few conditions.”

“What are the conditions?” Director Li asked.

“First, Qin Haiyu must participate and perform ‘Sweet and Sour, That’s Me.’ Second, the stage design must fit their product’s style, and, in addition, we have to invite Peng Yan,” Yang Bing explained.

“Peng Yan? Why do they want Peng Yan?” Director Li asked curiously.

Yang Bing clarified, “Sister Li, Peng Yan is the spokesperson for Mengniu’s pure milk.”

“No wonder…” Director Li mused. “With a forty million sponsorship, we could easily invite two more A-list stars on top of the original lineup, but the problem is whether those artists are available! For example, Qin Haiyu—we’ve tried inviting her several times with no definitive answer.”

Yang Bing replied, “I should be able to invite Qin Haiyu. As for Peng Yan, if we pay enough, he probably won’t refuse.”

A colleague, surprised, asked, “I heard the station tried to invite Qin Haiyu several times today but failed. Why are you so confident? Do you know her?”

“Well, not exactly,” Yang Bing answered. “But at least we graduated from the same university, so my chances should be much better. It just depends on whether the bosses are willing to pay more to invite her.”

Yang Bing did not reveal that he actually knew Yu Zhile. After all, as long as Yu Zhile hadn’t revealed his identity, Yang Bing intended to keep it secret for him.

Director Li said excitedly, “This is a forty million yuan sponsorship! Even if we spend half on inviting Qin Haiyu and Peng Yan, we’ll still have enough left for several other popular stars! Xiao Yang, we’re counting on you this time! You must persuade Qin Haiyu—her popularity is now on par with A-listers, and other stations are probably eyeing her too!”

“I’ll do my best!” Yang Bing said. “I’ll go report the results to Director Zhang now!”

…

At noon, while the baby was napping, Xu Ling decided not to be a third wheel anymore and bid farewell to the couple.

On the big bed in the bedroom, Yu Zhile cuddled his wife, planning to enjoy a nap and catch up on some sleep.

Qin Haiyu lay on her side, staring at Yu Zhile. “Honey, with you holding me like this, I can’t sleep at all! And could you move your leg? It’s making mine numb!”

Yu Zhile suggested, “Why don’t we swap positions and try?”

“Alright!” Qin Haiyu immediately wrapped her arm around Yu Zhile’s waist and rested her left leg over his thigh. She looked at her husband, who had his eyes closed, puckered her lips for a kiss, and whispered, “Sleep~~”

At that moment, the phone chimed with a new message.

With a sigh, Qin Haiyu rolled over, grabbed the phone from the bedside table, and said, “Honey, you’ve got a message.”

“Mm.” Yu Zhile opened his eyes and, out of habit, draped his right leg over his wife’s.

He took the phone Qin Haiyu handed him and saw a message from Yang Bing: “Mengniu Yogurt is offering forty million yuan for the sponsorship, provided your wife and Peng Yan both participate in the New Year’s Gala, and your wife must perform the theme song ‘Sweet and Sour, That’s Me’ on stage. I’ve accepted the task. The station’s bottom line is that, even if it costs twenty million, they must secure your wife and Peng Yan. Peng Yan can probably be invited for five million; they don’t know we’re acquainted, so I can get a fifteen million appearance fee for your wife. What do you two think?”

Yu Zhile was a bit surprised and typed back, “Fifteen million? Are you sure the station is willing to offer such a sky-high fee?”

“No problem!” Yang Bing replied. “Initially, Director Zhang thought twenty million for the sponsorship would be enough! Now Mengniu Yogurt is offering forty million, and their biggest demand is your wife’s participation. If it weren’t for Peng Yan being added at the last minute, they’d still be willing to spend twenty million just for your wife—unless an even bigger sponsor turns up!”

Yu Zhile replied, “I’ll ask my wife.”

After sending the message, Yu Zhile gave Qin Haiyu a playful swat and said, “Honey, it’s news from Eastern Satellite TV—they still want you for the New Year’s Gala.”

Qin Haiyu opened her beautiful eyes and looked at her husband. “Should I go, then?”

“It’s up to you,” Yu Zhile replied, his hand wandering mischievously. “If you want to do it, do it. If not, then don’t.”

Qin Haiyu blinked. “So why did you have Lingling stall them before—waiting for a higher offer?”

Yu Zhile said, “I was testing to see how much Eastern Satellite TV was willing to pay for your appearance.”

Qin Haiyu was curious. “So how much are they offering this time?”

“Fifteen million,” Yu Zhile said.

“What!” Qin Haiyu’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Fifteen million? Are you kidding me?”

Yu Zhile looked serious. “It’s true! I swear! If I’m lying, I’ll be impotent!”

Qin Haiyu was dumbfounded. “Are they crazy? Fifteen million could invite several A-list stars! I’m not even in the B-list—why would they spend so much on me?”

Yu Zhile explained, “Because Mengniu Yogurt wants to sponsor the gala, and they’re paying forty million. Their condition is that you must participate, so after failing several times to invite you, the station is going all in and offering fifteen million.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Haiyu immediately got out of bed and headed for the wardrobe to pick out clothes.

Yu Zhile couldn’t help but laugh. “Honey, what are you doing? Weren’t you going to nap?”

“How can I sleep now?” Qin Haiyu urged, “Honey! Say yes to them—right now! I’m getting dressed and going over to sign the contract!”