Chapter 29 Embarrassment

Chapter 29 Embarrassment

Chapter 29 Embarrassment
After ordering himself a cup of Americano, An Rusong sent the waiter away and frowned slightly at the woman sitting opposite him. For some reason, he looked at this woman and seemed to have a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen her somewhere before. An Rusong had a good memory, and he felt that his feeling should be correct.

"Is this the product that An is going to promote in the variety show?" As if sensing the gaze from the opposite side, Cui Li'e moved her gaze away from the Screaming Chicken and fell on An Rusong's face. She didn't see the other party frowning, but just asked curiously, and then said, "Can you introduce its details?"

"Of course," An Rusong collected his thoughts and handed the other party a document he had prepared earlier, saying, "We have temporarily named this toy 'Screaming Chicken'. It is a decompression toy. As the name suggests, it is a toy that helps people relieve their emotions and release stress in a social life where pressure is increasing dramatically."

Cui Li'e listened to his introduction while looking at the information in her hand. After An Rushong finished speaking, she did not say anything directly, but continued to look at the information. At the same time, she reached out to take the "Screaming Chicken" on the side and said, "Manager An, are you sure that the product selling point your company has decided on can..."

The information provided by An Rushong includes a detailed description of the "screaming chicken", including its ability to call.

But Cui Li'e obviously didn't fully understand the sound of this thing, so when she got the "screaming chicken", she squeezed it a little hard.

Then, in the quiet atmosphere of the coffee shop, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly broke out.

“Ah~~~Oh~~~”

Cui Li'e didn't pay attention when she pinched it. After being frightened by the scream, she subconsciously retracted her hand quickly. As a result, the ugly yellow chicken in the net bag screamed and then let out a long, sad cry as if it was gasping for breath.

Cui Li'e was not the only one who was startled. Five or six tables of guests who were drinking coffee in the restaurant were startled by the scream. The waiter who was originally guarding the bar was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked over here.

Cui Li'e obviously realized her abruptness. She stood up with an embarrassed look on her face and bowed to the guests at the other tables, apologizing repeatedly. After bowing all the way and saying more than a dozen apologies, she returned to her seat with a red face.

At the moment when her buttocks touched the seat, she did something that left An Rusong speechless. No one knew what this woman was thinking. The first thing she did after returning to her seat was to reach out and take the ugly yellow chicken and squeeze it hard again.

Pinch it again!
The sharp and piercing scream exploded again, this time it was louder and sharper than the previous one.

At this moment, Cui Li'e herself was stunned. She seemed unable to understand how the chicken came into her hands and why she had to pinch it.

Feeling the attention from all around, her plump lips trembled, and she pretended to be calm as she put the yellow chicken aside, and then took a sip of the coffee in front of her. Although she wanted to act as if nothing had happened, this was too embarrassing. After she trembled and put the coffee cup back on the cup holder, she couldn't help but raise her hands to cover her face.

The waiter finally came over. He glanced at Cui Li'e who was pretending to be dead, and said to An Rusong: "Sir, what are you doing?"

"Sorry, sorry," An Rushong had no choice but to put his hands together and bow to the waiter. Then he stood up and bowed to apologize to the guests in the hall, imitating Cui Li'e's example.

At least he was not kicked out of the coffee shop. An Rushong finally coaxed the waiter away. When he turned around, he saw a blonde girl with a bun on her head who had stood next to the booth. She was biting her right thumb and looking at the ugly yellow chicken on the inside of the table with curiosity and desire.

"Eileen?" A blonde woman in a white suit leaned over and waved at a booth not far away. She seemed to be the girl's mother.

"Mommy, Irene likes this ugly rooster. Can you help me take it home?" The little girl looked about five or six years old. She was small and spoke in a baby voice, but her English was very authentic, well, better than most Koreans.

The little girl's childish voice brought good-natured laughter from many customers in the cafe. The blonde woman stood up from the booth with a smile, trotted over, nodded apologetically at An Rushong, then bent down to pick up the little girl and take her away.

"Mommy, I don't want to leave. I want to take that rooster home. I don't want to leave." The little girl refused to leave immediately. She twisted and turned in her mommy's arms, making a lot of noise and refusing to leave.

The blonde woman was obviously quite doting on her daughter. She tried to coax the child, but seeing that it had no effect, she stood up and looked at An Rusong in embarrassment and asked, "Sir, would you mind giving me this toy? I can pay for it. Or, could you please tell me where you got it from? My Irene likes it very much and I don't want to disappoint her."

The blonde woman spoke Korean haltingly, and some of her meanings had to be guessed with great effort.

"This is a new product of our factory. It has not yet been put on the market." An Rusong stood up, took the Screaming Chicken in his hand, and said with a smile, "However, I can give this as a gift to..."

He squatted down, handed the yellow chicken to the little girl, and continued: "Give it to this little angel. I hope she will be happy every day."

He spoke in English with standard pronunciation. The crying little girl suddenly became happy. She took the toy from An Rusong's hands with both hands, looked at it curiously, and then took a step forward and kissed An Rusong on the right cheek. She said in a baby voice, "You are such a gentleman, brother. If it weren't for my dad, Jia Silin would definitely like you."

She said this so crisply and loudly that the café was immediately filled with laughter.

Jia Silin was obviously the girl's mother. She rubbed her daughter's head lovingly, glanced at the yellow rooster with a net bag in her hand, and suddenly said to An Rusong, "Thank you very much, sir. I want to know if this very creative toy is going to be launched on the market in the near future?"

She spoke in English this time. An Rusong nodded and said, "Yes, if nothing goes wrong."

"Well, sir, can you give me a business card?" Jaslin said, "My, ah, I mean my husband, he is the head of a trading company, and toys are on his shopping list. I think he should be interested in this toy of yours."

"This is really good news for me," An Rusong bowed to the other party and said, "But I'm very sorry that I don't have my own business card. If you don't mind, I can leave you a phone number through which your husband can contact me at any time."

"Thank you," Jaslin said, smiling and nodding.

After hearing the other party's reply, An Rushong quickly asked the adaptor for help, asked for a note and a pen, wrote down his mobile phone number and name, and handed it to Jia Silin with both hands.

After taking the note, Jaslin first looked at the contents on it, then politely thanked An Rushong again, and then took the satisfied Irene back to his seat.

After watching Jaslin and her daughter leave, An Rushong let out a sigh and sat back in his seat.

In fact, he didn't care much about what Jaslin said. After all, the Screaming Chicken toy had just come out and had not yet been truly tested in the market. Even if Jaslin's husband really contacted him to purchase a batch of Screaming Chickens, the quantity required would not be too large. For now, the market that An Rushong valued was still in South Korea.

"Thank you, you relieved my embarrassment," Cui Li'e, who had been pretending to be dead, "resurrected" again after seeing him sit down opposite her. She held her forehead with one hand and said softly.

"You're welcome. After all, your embarrassment comes from the toy I provided." An Rusong was very open-minded. He shook his head and smiled, "I should have explained its characteristics to you in advance."

Cui Li'e picked up the document at hand and shook it at An Rushong with a wry smile, implying that the features of the toy had been clearly described in the product description and she just didn't read it carefully.

"Well, Cui BD," not wanting to continue being polite with the other party, An Rusong took a sip of coffee, changed the subject, and asked, "What do you think of ours?"

Having said that, he pointed to the documents in Cui Li'e's hand.

"No problem." Unexpectedly, Cui Li'e agreed very readily this time. She nodded and said, "I have just seen your advertising placement plan. Combined with the characteristics of your toy, I think this plan is very good. It can add some laughs to our program. There should be no reason for the commune to refuse it."

"Thank you so much!" An Rushong bowed while sitting on the chair.

"You're welcome. After all, we do charge advertising fees," Cui Li'e said with her hands covering her mouth.

She had a good impression of the man in front of her, not only because he was good-looking, but also because he was talented. Just listen to his fluent and authentic English.

In addition, his gentle and elegant demeanor was also an attractive highlight. Among the advertisers Cui Li'e had contacted in the past, few were as young and elegant as him.

As the BD of the Radio Advertising Commune, Cui Li'e must have a certain say in the advertising project. Since she thinks this advertising plan is very good, the subsequent advertising placement should not be a problem.

However, she did not discuss the issue of advertising fees with An Rushong, only saying that they would have to wait for the commune to make a decision.

(End of this chapter)