Translator: _Min_
Gu Huiyan looked at the pink skirt on Little Bai, and now it was his turn to fall silent.
He really had been thrown for a loop.
Pixiu was a mythical creature only found in legends, and modern people only bought Pixiu sculptures for their homes as a symbol of wealth and protection.
If Pixiu really existed, how could this young lady be so poor?
âSo here is the situation, young lady,â Gu Huiyan got to the point, âIâd like to ask you for a favor. Thereâs a youth cultural exhibition in the Western Continent that requires participation from young people under 20.â
âThe theme is open, and the type is not limited. I am not worried about traditional painting and calligraphy, as Heaven Earth Alliance has already contributed. Whatâs left is embroidery. Could you embroider a piece for us?
Something to dazzle the foreigners.â
Si Fuqing paused, her gaze narrowing slightly.
This old man, indeed a sly fox, had seen right through her skills.
âAlright,â Si Fuqing bit into a piece of fried chicken, âJust this once, Iâll help you, no need for anything in return.â
âNo, no, itâs proper to offer something when asking for a favor,â Gu Huiyan nodded, âI asked your fans, and they said you like coke, so Iâve prepared some for you, and this vase too.â
Little Bails eyes lit up, and it dashed towards the vase.
âThis vase is too valuable, I canât accept it,â Si Fuqing said firmly, âIf I did, Iâd probably donate it to a museum. You keep it, Elder Gu.â She stood up to grab the eager Pixiu.
Little Bai clung to the gold-inlaid vase, unwilling to leave.
Si Fuqing mercilessly pried its claws away.
Little Bai looked tearfully betrayed.
Gu Huiyan stroked his beard.
Although it wasnât a Pixiu, it shared the same love for wealth.
The pet must have picked up its masterâs traits.
After sending Si Fuqing off, Gu Huiyan slowly returned to his desk and flipped open his notebook, ticking off the first item.
The first step in recruiting a disciple, successful.
Elsewhere.
Feng Peizhi finally arrived in MO City to bail out Cen Xiaosi from the police station.
Cen Xiaosi, was trembling when she left the police station. She couldnât believe she had ended up in a police station just for attending a promotional event.
She had no idea if the paparazzi had caught her.
If she had hit trending, her entertainment career would be over!
âCen Xiaosi, youâve really outdone yourself,â Feng Peizhi took a deep breath, unable to contain her anger, âYou managed to get yourself into a police station.
Why donât you just finish yourself off? Huh?!â
Managing five people, only Meng Xue gave her peace of mind.
Tears fell again from Cen Xiaosiâs eyes, âSister Feng, I didnât know, okay? When I was a trainee abroad, I used to do this to her all the time. Who knew sheâd be so tough this time?â
âSister Feng, I need to hurry. I have a show to record.â
âWhat show?â Feng Peizhi scoffed coldly, âThey called yesterday, saying you were unreasonably late. Theyâve cut all your footage!â
Cen Xiaosi was incredulous, âHow can they do that?!â
âStop talking nonsense and get back. I donât have time for you,â Feng Peizhi turned and walked away, not wanting to waste another word on Cen Xiaosi.
She thought of what Manager Luo had said and frowned.
Deep down, she did want to continue managing Si Fuqing, considering her popularity and potential.
Even if she couldnât match Meng Xue, she would become a major asset for Tianle Media against Shengxing Entertainment.
But the problem with Si Fuqing was her disobedience, always going against the grain.
Feng Peizhi decided to soften her approach towards Si Fuqing.
If Si Fuqing still remained uncooperative, then she would have to follow the companyâs plan.
Noon, Si Fuqing returned to Lin City.
Jiang Changning was heading back to her hometown, so they parted ways.
Si Fuqing had Shang Lu load all the coke Gu Huiyan had given her onto Yu
Xihengâs private plane.
Feng San found it strange, âWhat are you doing?
âAh? Oh,â Shang Lu straightened up, âThis is the coke that the director of Heaven Earth Alliance gave to Miss Si. She asked me to take it back to
Lincheng. â
âCoke given as a gift, huh? Thatâsââ Feng San nodded, then paused, âWho did you say?â
âThe director of Heaven Earth Alliance,â Shang Lu repeated, âGu Huiyan. You donât know him?â Feng San:
Of course, he knew.
One Thousand Army Alliance wasnât enough, and now there was Heaven Earth Alliance?
Was the idea to eventually gather the four major alliances for a game of mahjong?
What kind of body did Miss Si have?!
Feng San quickly glanced at Si Fuqing, who was already dozing off by the window..