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Chapter 63 - 0062 This is Called Brotherhood (Adding one extra - out of three for Annie going out without bear Alliance Leader)

Chapter 63: Chapter 0062 This is Called Brotherhood (Adding one extra Chapter out of three for Annie going out without bear Alliance Leader)

Qi Hao came back after drinking and saw Zhang Nan looking heavy-hearted in his room.

"I just drank a little, didn’t get drunk. It was right next to the hotel, and I didn’t drive..."

Qi Hao sneaked out to have fun behind his manager’s back, feeling somewhat guilty inside.

"Something big happened!"

Zhang Nan showed Qi Hao the news online. Qi Hao silently looked for a while, then went to the bathroom to wash his face and sober up.

"I need to donate some money..."

In the face of disasters, often, an individual’s strength is very tiny.

Qi Hao, having enjoyed public attention and made quite a bit of money as a celebrity.

Now, taking out part of it to help those in need would at least make him feel better.

"Yes, we need to donate some money."

Zhang Nan wasn’t worried. He knew Qi Hao was a very kind-hearted person.

Just sponsoring poor children for their education costs a lot every year, not to mention he has been doing it for several years.

"How much should we donate?" Qi Hao asked.

In such matters, Old Tian always made the decision before, and Qi Hao was somewhat spoiled by Old Tian.

"Let’s wait a bit; An Yu said we should watch first. In such cases, you can’t be too high-profile, or you’ll easily attract hostility from the whole industry."

Zhang Nan was also helpless.

An individual cannot arbitrarily compete against the power of a group.

No matter who his father is, it’s the same.

"At this time..." Qi Hao sighed but nodded: "I understand. Let’s see how the big shots donate."

Zhang Nan breathed a sigh of relief and continued to follow up on the matter.

He didn’t just need to keep an eye on the situation over there but also on the dynamics of other people in the entertainment circle and maintain communication with the company at all times.

Qi Hao saw the new book Zhang Nan bought for him.

Zhang Nan is a very good employee; he’s the King of Competition and hopes the leader is like him too.

Qi Hao often asks him to buy some books.

He doesn’t expect Qi Hao to read every book; if Qi Hao can flip through one out of ten, it’s considered a good improvement.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t really immerse himself in the books.

While Qi Hao was staring blankly at the words, his phone rang.

"It’s Wu Jing..." Zhang Nan picked it up, glanced at it, and handed it to Qi Hao. Ever since he took over the manager role, he naturally made a detailed understanding of Qi Hao’s interpersonal relationships.

Qi Hao once took a minor role in Wu Jing’s starring "Tai Chi Grandmaster."

When the crew invited everyone for dinner, he shamelessly went to join, resulting in quite some attention because of his impressive drinking skills.

Of course, looking back now, drinking while still a minor was undeniably wrong.

Due to his drinking capacity, he found a job with the crew.

He followed the crew to many places, leaving only after the filming was finished, during which time he became acquainted with many actors.

Later, when Qi Hao was in trouble and tried to borrow money.

He was rejected by a few, and with little hope, he turned to Wu Jing, who directly gave him eight hundred yuan.

Gradually, they became familiar with each other.

During those years of taking minor roles, Qi Hao often borrowed money from Wu Jing.

Later, Qi Hao gradually became a leading man, and his career soared while Wu Jing remained unnoticed, achieving little fame in the Xiangjiang entertainment circle.

So, it turned into Wu Jing frequently borrowing money from Qi Hao.

Fortunately, neither of them is a deadbeat; no matter how much they borrowed, they always repaid it on time, even if they repaid today and borrowed again tomorrow.

To speak of friendship, there wasn’t really much.

After "Tai Chi Grandmaster," they hadn’t collaborated again.

When they met, it was either borrowing money or drinking.

Even when chatting, they might not be on the same wavelength.

Wu Jing would complain about the difficulties in the Hong Kong Circle, only being able to play supporting roles and villains, while Qi Hao lamented that roles he’d agreed upon were snatched away.

Wu Jing called at this time to borrow money.

"How much do you need? I’ll have someone transfer it to you."

It was the era of internet banking, with popular U-key verification.

"A million would do. I actually have money, just lent it to someone else. I’ll definitely repay you this year."

Wu Jing knew Qi Hao didn’t lack this amount of money.

"Why do you need money now?" Qi Hao heard his serious tone and asked out of curiosity.

"Isn’t there a situation? I plan to buy some supplies and send them over."

"Deliver personally?"

"Yes, tents, folding beds, medicine, drinking water, etc., over a million can buy several large trucks."

"Wait a minute, aren’t you planning to donate together with others? If people find out, there’ll be trouble."

Qi Hao sat up straight, feeling a sudden urge.

"If they don’t find out, it’ll be fine. Even if they do, what does it matter? As long as I don’t say how much I donated, can they promote it for me? By the time they come to a decision, who knows when that will be."

Wu Jing was bold and stubborn.

And like Qi Hao, he wasn’t very educated.

Qi Hao had the advantage in appearance, with Old Tian helping to build a cool guy persona, so his career developed better and better.

"Hold on, don’t hang up yet..."

Qi Hao didn’t think Wu Jing’s words were reasonable; at least the timeline was exaggerated. Within two or three days, there would surely be a result, but following the big names’ donations, not overshadowing them is impossible to change.

If Zhang Yimou donates 100,000 and you dare to donate a million, that’s a slap to his face, repeatedly at that.

Of course, Qi Hao is in no position to decide how much others should donate.

He just detests such social niceties.

Without keeping it from Wu Jing, he asked Zhang Nan, "Can I take leave in these two days?"

"In the next few days, it’s all your scenes, so taking leave won’t be easy."

Zhang Nan spoke honestly. He didn’t want Qi Hao to take the lead, but if Qi Hao insisted, he would make sure everything was arranged nicely.

"Are you planning to go too? When can you finish filming?" Wu Jing could hear their conversation.

"In about three days; if filming goes fast, two days should suffice." Zhang Nan answered closely.

"That’s enough. I need to find friends to help procure, then load the trucks; leaving by the night after tomorrow would be great."

"Okay, Old Wu, help me procure supplies worth a million... no, two million."

Qi Hao turned to Zhang Nan, "I want to go personally, definitely in the most low-key way, ensuring no one knows I was there."

In these situations, celebrities will go, and quite a few.

They go like tourists; the good ones bring supplies, and many don’t even bring any, just take pictures with others’ supplies.

The so-called condolences and help are actually just grandstands.

Some celebrities even bring their photographers to pose for various shots and extensively promote afterward.

"There won’t be any danger. I’ve been before. You can’t get in, at most doing a little assistance outside."

Wu Jing was pleased that Qi Hao also wanted to go. That was truly like-minded; that was truly brotherhood.

"Alright, I’ll arrange it."

Zhang Nan started considering the difficulties Qi Hao would face doing this and how to resolve them.

Moreover, he needed to discuss it with Old Tian.

In reality, Qi Hao’s trip was truly low-key.

Taking Zhang Nan with him, they left for a week and returned to Hengdian, with no one knowing Qi Hao had left.

Although Qi Hao looked exhausted, his spirit was highly energized.

On this trip, all he did every day was unload supplies, wearing a cap and mask to avoid being recognized and minimizing contact with people as much as possible.

His face was tanned, and blisters formed on his shoulders, hands, and feet.

There was still much work over there, but he returned early because he had work—he couldn’t delay the wrap-up of "Chinese Paladin 3."

It wasn’t his responsibility; he didn’t need to bear it.

Just one’s effort is enough.

The crew didn’t know what he went to do, only wondering why he got tanned.

Now, he had to apply some basic makeup for filming.

Just as Qi Hao and Zhang Nan predicted, in the days following the incident, donations trickled in from the entertainment circle.

Yes, Feng Xiaogang and his spouse donated 100,000.

And Liu Dehua, who attended the event with them, also "had to" donate 100,000.

But he then participated in a charity show in Xiangjiang and rewrote Beyond Band’s song "Sea of Freedom" into the song "Promise," raising 39 million in donations through the event!

Qi Hao performed mediocrely on the list.

Huang Xiaoming donated 150,000, so he followed suit with 150,000.

Others participated in recording "Promise," but because Qi Hao was busy carrying supplies, he couldn’t join; after returning, he recorded a solo version and posted it online.

He participated in other charity activities that he could join.

When netizens questioned him for donating too little, he teamed up with Little Flying Stick for a joint donation of five million.

He promised Little Flying Stick that after this stage of endorsement, he would renew at the original price.

In any case, it’s impossible to donate too much money on a personal level.