Chapter 374: A Man Can't Say No

"Xiao Fan, what time is our flight?" Pei Moyan asked the female assistant standing beside her.

"12:30 AM." She glanced at the time and replied quickly.

"12:30 AM..." Pei Moyan pondered slightly, then nodded and looked at Zheng Qian and Su Yuanshuang. "I am departing for France shortly. There are only three hours left before the plane officially takes off."

"I am very fond of French culture, and I especially like the pianist Ferdinand."

"He is about to perform at the Shenzhen Grand Theater, but unfortunately, I won't be able to watch it in person. It's very close to the airport from here, but if I go there and then come back to the airport, it definitely won't be in time, and I am in a hurry."

"So..."

Before she could finish, Zheng Qian smiled and said, "So, if I can bring the pianist Ferdinand over here to perform for you privately within an hour and a half, you will give us this opportunity, right?"

Pei Moyan's eyes lit up, and she drank a glass of wine noncommittally.

With the red wine down, her cheeks flushed slightly.

This made Su Yuanshuang have to sigh; although they were both women, she was truly exceptionally charming. She didn't know if it was because of her immense wealth or her naturally refined temperament. In short, Pei Moyan was truly a stunner.

Leaning back on the sofa, the front of her Chanel suit opened naturally.

Zheng Qian's body jolted.

That snowy white... Hmm... Could it be... was she... "vacuum packed"?

Afraid of being mistaken for a pervert, Zheng Qian quickly retracted his gaze and thought about the feasibility of this matter.

"Give me a moment." After saying that, Zheng Qian pushed open the room door and walked into the hallway.

"Holy sh*t..." "Ouch..." Having nearly bumped into Xu Yehan, who was eavesdropping at the door, both of them exclaimed in surprise.

The latter's face was extremely awkward, but he quickly adjusted his state and looked at Zheng Qian, who had walked out, with a look of disdain.

"Heh, if I'm not mistaken, you've been given the boot, right?"

"Let me tell you, Pei Moyan isn't someone who just lets anyone cozy up to her and be treated as an honored guest. Me, see this? I'm the young master of the Xinghe Group, the owner of this hotel, and she... she wouldn't even let me in!"

"Not to mention a bumpkin like you!"

Zheng Qian rolled his eyes and simply ignored him.

Impatiently pushing him aside, he lit a cigarette and handed the task over to Xia Xixi.

Soon, he received a few WeChat messages.

[Tonight's performance is the first stop of Ferdinand's Asian tour.]

[So all parties are paying close attention to this, especially the Shenzhen Grand Theater. The organizer is Ganglong Technology, which wants to leverage Ferdinand's influence to launch their AI music production website; the current response is quite good.]

[Ferdinand's personality is very stubborn. Once he accepts an invitation, he doesn't change it easily.]

[I think that even if you gave him 100 million directly, he wouldn't agree to cancel the performance and come to your place.]

Xia Xixi was truly a master of gathering information; she quickly reached this conclusion for Zheng Qian based on the existing intelligence.

Presumably, Pei Moyan also understood Ferdinand's personality very well. To put it bluntly, this matter could be considered an intentional difficulty.

Zheng Qian took a deep drag of his cigarette, his brows furrowed tightly. Was there really no other way?

If 100 million couldn't move him, what about 1 billion? Or even 10 billion?

"Heh, Pei Moyan asked you to bring Ferdinand here?" Xu Yehan heard Zheng Qian's phone call from the side and said with a smile, "I advise you not to indulge in wishful thinking. In another fifteen minutes, the performance will start. He is a man of his word and will never give up the performance to come over."

"In fact, I started trying days ago, but he didn't give me a chance at all. It was useless when I approached him so long in advance, let alone you now! Hahahaha! Give up on this idea!"

He hated Zheng Qian to the core now. Finally having caught a moment to gloat, he naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass.

Ferdinand's personality was extremely eccentric; perhaps that was precisely why he could become a world-renowned piano master. Not only could he play classical music, but he also had the ability to compose his own music.

Tonight, he would perform his brilliant new composition — "Dream and Garden".

Pei Moyan had been looking forward to it, but a problem arose at her French winery that required her personal attention. Comparing the two, she ultimately had to leave with great reluctance, and she had been depressed about it for a long time.

Even if she didn't attend this charity gala and went straight to the Shenzhen Grand Theater, it would definitely be too late.

Xu Yehan had originally thought it was a rare opportunity and wanted to arrange it days in advance. But Ferdinand was impervious to reason; even when he threw huge sums of money at him, the man didn't even bat an eyelid.

He even considered the idea of kidnapping him. Therefore, he was convinced that Zheng Qian would definitely not succeed.

"Just because you can't, doesn't mean I can't." Zheng Qian took a deep drag of his cigarette, grabbed Xu Yehan's arms tightly with both hands, and said, "Remember, promise me, a man can never say he can't!"

Zheng Qian's grip was incredibly strong; Xu Yehan was caught by him and didn't dare to make a sound. Moreover, the former was a head taller than him, and he listened in a daze, thinking that Zheng Qian had gone crazy.

After speaking, Zheng Qian dialed the number of the person in charge of the performance. [Hello?]

[I want Ferdinand to come to the Xinghe International Hotel, Shenzhen Center branch, right now. Name your price.]

"Pfft..." Upon hearing this, Xu Yehan almost spat out his drink. He looked at Zheng Qian as if he were a madman. Who did he think he was? Just because he wanted Ferdinand to come, the man would obediently come? Had his brain short-circuited, or was he possessed? Why was he starting to talk nonsense?

[Are you Zheng Qian, the chairman of the Qianhe Group? Your secretary contacted me earlier and said... you would inject 100 million in capital? And, you would give Mr. Ferdinand an appearance fee of 100 million separately?]

[That's right. I know your technology company is in urgent need of funds; I can transfer the money at any time.]

[But... um... uh...] [Spit it out!]

[I just communicated with Mr. Ferdinand, and he flatly refused. He even scolded me for not keeping my word...]

[Damn it... this foreigner...] Zheng Qian frowned. He hadn't expected that someone could actually be indifferent to 100 million.

So he quickly said, [200 million is also fine, no... 500 million. As long as he nods, I'll pay 500 million!]

[F... 500 million!?] [That's right, go ask him for me immediately. Be quick!]

[Please wait a moment!] He didn't hang up the phone and hurriedly trotted to Ferdinand. Unable to suppress his inner excitement, he said with a trembling voice, "Mr. Ferdinand, if someone is willing to pay 500 million to invite you to perform, would you now..."