Magic Doctor CEO Lady's Humble Husband (Fade Chen)
Chapter 910

After sending Winnie and Yoko home, Fade received a phone call from Fatty. "Brother Fade, I dug up some information about Efrian." "Go on!" Fade urged.

Scott replied, "He was a big hit after acting in a web series. Two days ago, quite a number of companies in Dragonville invited him over for collaborations. He's invited to several launching ceremonies and a few companies hired him as their ambassador. Currently, his net worth is over several million yuan."

"The most important collaboration is the ambassadorship for a sundry company called Cleanary Company. I heard that the contract is twenty million yuan for a span of two years."

"They should have come to an agreement. They'll officially sign the contract tomorrow morning and hold a small press conference after that."

Fade pondered for a moment and instructed, "I need you to tell all the companies in Dragonville that they're not allowed to cooperate with Efrian. If anyone asks, tell them I called the shot." Scott immediately nodded and answered, "You mean boycotting Efrian in Dragonville? I

understand."

"Yeah, also, get me the address of the press conference. I'll drop by tomorrow."

"Alright, I'll send you the address right away."

The next day, a press conference stage was set up in front of Cleanary Company.

There were still two hours left before the press conference. Yet, thousands of fans gathered at the entrance. All of them held up posters and signs. They were chanting Efrian's name frantically.

Most of the fans were young girls. Their cheeks were flushed in the cold buttheir eyes were glowing with enthusiasm.

Fade arrived at the venue in casual attire. He stared at the excited young girls and he felt sorry for them. Fade had nothing against their fascination for celebrities. Nevertheless, it would be a different case if the said celebrity was an ill-mannered guy like Efrian.

At ten in the morning, a fleet of Mercedes-Benz limousines arrived at the venue. The fans went crazy. They waved the posters and screamed hysterically.

"Efrian, Efrian!" "Efrian, I love you!"

"Efrian is the best! We will always support you!"

Efrin was welcomed warmly by his fans. Yet, he ignored them as the car drove into the building.

Inside the company, Efrian and Bianca got out of the car with bodyguards by their side.

Bianca waved at the staff of Cleanary Company and declared, "Tell your boss that Mr. Tuan doesn't have enough time and he can only stay for half an hour."

The staff members frowned immediately and one of them retorted unhappily, "We agreed that he'll stay for an hour. Before signing the contract, there will be a brief interview and a meet and greet session with the fans. Half an hour is not enough!" Bianca was unsympathetic. She scoffed, "Mr. Tuan is a busy man. He has other matters to attend to after this. Anyway, half an hour is all we got. If that's not enough, then come up with a solution. If worse comes to worst, you can cut off a few programs. Those mini- games and interactive events are just a waste of time anyway."

The staff member wanted to argue but Efrian checked his watch promptly and concluded, "The clock is ticking the moment I stepped out of the car. You have twenty-eight minutes left. Hurry up." Although the staff members were furious, they could only glare at Efrian and Bianca as they hurried away to continue their work. Time was limited and they had to report it to their boss.

Shortly after, the boss of Cleanary Company, Connor Zu, appeared. He was displeased as he spoke to Efrian, "Mr. Tuan, we had an agreement. If you're only staying for half an hour, then we cannot complete the event."

Efrian frowned and retorted, "We only agreed to an hour verbally. In fact, I mentioned that my time is very precious and there would be last-minute changes, right?"

"You..." Connor was a little furious.

Bianca chipped in arrogantly, "Mr. Zu, it's only a signing ceremony, so half an hour is more than enough. We'll have enough time if you cut off those irrelevant programs." Efrian added, "Mr. Zu, my time is very precious. Let's begin."

Connor was furious. Yet, he recalled that the company made a lot of preparations to secure Efrian's endorsement. The company would suffer a huge loss if Connor gave up, hence he decided to follow through. Connor hissed between gritted teeth, "Let's go."

He turned to his subordinate and instructed, "Tell the staff to cut short the interview and the meet and greet session. Tell them to be quick about it."

Everyone went to the venue hurriedly.

The time of the event was cut short. Thus, the host announced the theme and itinerary of events swiftly and began the interview with Efrian.

In the interview, the host would ask Efrian some questions about his daily problems. He was supposed to relate his answers to Cleanary Company's product to promote their products.

However, Efrian was uninterested as he brushed off every single question with fillers like 'Nope', 'Meh' and 'It's a secret'.

Therefore, the very brief interview session came to an end awkwardly.

The upcoming event should be a mini- game session. A few lucky fans would be chosen to interact and play games with Efrian on stage.

It was not surprising that all of Efrian's fans were looking forward to it.

The fans started shouting hysterically before the session even began. The venue was very lively.

However, the host announced that the event was replaced with an autograph session. The host asked Efrian to select a few lucky fans to receive his autograph.

The fans were dumbfounded at the sudden change of event. Despite their disappointment, they tried very hard to squeeze forward in hope that they would be chosen. "Efrian, I love you. Choose me!"

"Efrian, I am a long-time fan. Pick me!"

"Pick me! Choose me!"

The crowd cheered.

Efrian started giving out his autographs under the close watch of his bodyguards.

After signing a few autographs expressionlessly, Efrian turned around to head back to the stage.

His fans went berserk and rushed towards the stage madly.

A thin young girl stood among them. The sixteen-year-old girl held a sketchbook in her arms. She struggled desperately to get to the front and opened the sketchbook. She screamed, "Efrian, I'm your fan. I drew over thirty pictures in this sketchbook. I want you to have it. I hope you like it."