Chapter 375: It's too difficult for you

No one understood why a technology company would host Ferdinand's piano recital.

They had been planning it for a long time.

After much trouble, they finally clicked with Ferdinand and secured the rights to host his Asia tour in Kyushu.

However, Zheng Qian's words had deeply moved them; it was simple—it was all about money.

Their goal in doing this was nothing more than to generate buzz and attract the attention of investors during the process.

They hoped to seize the opportunity to get a large amount of investment to help with company operations.

And Zheng Qian was actually willing to inject over a hundred million in capital directly, which could be said to have perfectly solved their problem.

As for whether Ferdinand would ultimately perform or where he would perform, that was no longer their concern.

Holding the phone, the person in charge, Chen Xudong, looked nervously at the French piano master before him. He hoped so much that this man would agree.

That way, it would be a win-win situation for everyone.

When he had received a call from Xia Xixi earlier, he had once been skeptical.

But after immediately looking up the relevant information on Qianhe Group, he felt relieved, knowing that the other party couldn't be lying.

The company had a market value of over a billion and had recently purchased several cruise ships in succession; their strength was immense.

"Mr. Chen, I have already said it."

Ferdinand was preparing to go on stage. He glanced at the time and said sternly, "I take this performance very seriously, and what I value most is my credibility. Please, do not say anything more."

"But..."

"There are no 'buts.' I do not wish to hear such words again."

With the help of an interpreter, Ferdinand gave a few brief instructions, checked his equipment one last time, and prepared to perform.

"This..."

Chen Xudong's face was full of helplessness; he even had the fleeting thought of kidnapping Ferdinand.

Zheng Qian, on the other end, also heard the interpreter's words.

Frowning deeply, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. He immediately hung up the phone and found someone else.

[Manager Nie Kai, your entertainment company often collaborates with musicians. Do you know Ferdinand?]

[Ferdinand... that French pianist?]

[Yes, that's right. For certain important reasons, someone really wants to enjoy his performance right now. But due to special circumstances, they cannot go out. Remember, money is not an issue. Neither for him, nor for you.]

[Young Master Zheng... well, I can only try my best, but I can't guarantee anything. Give me some time.]

[Five minutes.]

After speaking, Zheng Qian hung up the phone and checked the time.

The performance was about to start in a little over ten minutes; he couldn't afford any delays.

"Kid, I advise you to stop daydreaming."

Xu Yehan walked over, looking at Zheng Qian with a smirk, "I don't care where you're from or which city's young master you are, but remember, this is Shenzhen. Never mind that you can't invite Ferdinand; even if you did, it would be useless."

"How so?" Zheng Qian took a drag of his cigarette and said indifferently.

"Because Pei Moyan is not someone you can reach! Before I decide to deal with you, you'd better leave quickly."

Xu Yehan narrowed his eyes, his words full of a threatening atmosphere.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Qian laughed, his eyes full of disdain.

"Believe it or not, if you put me in a bad mood, I will have you fired from the company?"

He said it very seriously.

So seriously that it made Xu Yehan feel like it might be true.

He was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, shaking his head contemptuously, "You bumpkins from out of town really are stubborn. I am the young master of The Group; who is going to fire me? Did you get water in your brain or something?"

"If, um... I mean, if I bought Xinghe Group, would I be able to fire you then?"

Zheng Qian said indifferently, glancing at him with a smirk.

Xu Yehan froze slightly.

Before he could organize his words to counterattack, Zheng Qian turned and left, returning to his room. Just as Xu Yehan was about to follow him to argue, Zheng Qian slammed the door shut, almost hitting his nose.

"What a damn weirdo..."

"He wants to buy my Xinghe Group? He must be out of his mind!"

Back in the room, Zheng Qian saw Su Yuanshuang sitting there, at a loss, her eyes full of anxiety.

Pei Moyan seemed to have no intention of speaking to her either; she was just leaning on the sofa, eyes slightly closed, deep in thought.

Things in France had been bothering her lately; if she could see Ferdinand's performance right now, it would be a good remedy.

"Qian... how did it go?"

Su Yuanshuang instinctively held Zheng Qian's hand and asked in a low voice.

Her hand was cold, showing how worried she was.

Zheng Qian squeezed it gently and took a sip of red wine, "Miss Pei, I don't know what problems you encountered in France. If it's possible, or rather, if it is within my power, I hope I can help you ease your worries."

Pei Moyan slightly opened her long, slender eyes.

Her eyes were large and beautiful, but they were often kept in a slightly half-open, half-closed state.

It seemed that there was no one in this world worth her careful scrutiny.

"I don't want to discuss this issue right now, and I don't think you have the ability to ease my worries. There is less than ten minutes left until Ferdinand officially goes on stage."

"Thinking about it, I feel that this matter was a bit too difficult for you; you don't need to take it to heart."

"Xiao Fan, turn on the TV."

Assistant Xiao Fan hurriedly turned on the living room TV.

This was a special exclusive channel customized by the hotel, which could tailor programs according to the needs of VVIP clients.

Of course, in this day and age, not many people want to watch TV, let alone busy people like them.

The reason for the existence of such customized programs was specifically for performances of this kind.

That is, to allow programs that were originally not allowed to be broadcast on television to successfully appear on their screens.

Ordinary people couldn't imagine it.

This, of course, was not piracy; there was a dedicated team at the Shenzhen Grand Theatre responsible for filming and recording the performance, just converting it into a signal that could be broadcast on TV.

The image appeared.

The theater was packed, and from the occasional camera shots, one could see that the front rows were filled with socialites.

There was only a piano on the stage, waiting for its master to arrive.

Five minutes later, Ferdinand slowly appeared.

Thunderous applause erupted in the hall.

Su Yuanshuang held Zheng Qian's hand, trembling even more uneasily.

She sighed slightly in her heart; perhaps... she shouldn't have held out too much hope for Zheng Qian.

Although she didn't know much about Ferdinand, it wasn't hard to tell from Pei Moyan's words that it must be very difficult to accomplish.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have made such a request of the two of them.

[Knock, knock, knock—]

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly rang out.