Chapter 92: Chapter 92 - 92: Don I t You Know Why We Chose Si Fuqing? (3)

Translator: _Min_

“Miss Si, here’s the thing,” the assistant director said with enthusiasm, “I’ve checked, and the last episode of ‘Youth With You’ is on May 24th. Our show starts on May 26th. You’ll even have a day to catch the flight!”

Si Fuqing paused.

Are all capitalists keen on exploiting us laborers?

“Back-to-back filming is too exhausting,” Si Fuqing still declined. “If you could move it to July, I might consider.”

“Miss Si, it’s a lifestyle reality show, it won’t be tiring at all, ” the assistant director insisted. “You just fish a little, pick some fruit, and we’ve even got room and board covered. Think of it as a paid vacation. Doesn’t that sound great?”

“A reality show like that exists?” Si Fuqing pondered, rubbing her chin. “What’s the pay? How many days off?”

“The filming fee is two million!” the assistant director stated. “The pay is a bit on the lower side since it’s a charity program. All the money the show earns will be donated to children in disaster-stricken areas.”

Si Fuqing fell silent.

Sensing her hesitation, the assistant director hurriedly added, “We can still negotiate the fee!”

“Enough, stop crying. You’re giving me a headache,” Si Fuqing sighed, “I’ll go on the show, and you can donate my fee.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The assistant director was stunned. “Miss Si?”

“I’m busy,” she glanced at the time, “Let’s discuss more at 7 p.m. My WeChat ID is my phone number. Add me.”

“I can’t thank you enough, Miss Si!” The assistant director was suddenly full of

life. “You’re truly my savior.”

After she hung up, she sank into a deep silence.

Yu Xiheng glanced over.

She was leaning her chin on the table, her petite body curled up like a fox nesting in its den.

He paused, his fingers hovering.

“Qingqing, you’re so kind,” Yu Tang was moved to tears. “The money you earned got taken away by the company, and yet you still think of helping others. You’re my one and only idol.”

Si Fuqing snapped back to reality, “Ah, someone helped me like that before.” She turned her gaze toward the window.

Clouds were shifting in the sky, and the wind left no trace as it passed. Only leaves fell one after another, making everything peaceful and serene. Her palm slowly clenched into a fist as she silently murmured, “Sister…” Some people were gone, but she was still here.

She would keep going, finish what they couldn’t, and kill those who caused their deaths.

Revenge.

She had never forgotten that word.

At that moment, she felt a slight coolness above her head. “Let’s eat.”

Si Fuqing snapped back, suppressing her murderous intent as she smiled,

“Boss, dont think you can touch my head just because I was lost in thought.”

“I didn’t touch your head while you were lost in thought,” Yu Xiheng paused, looking her in the eye. “I did it openly.”

Si Fuqing stared at him for a few seconds before swiftly reaching out and touching his waist.

She withdrew her hand just as quickly. “Then I did it openly too.”

Feng San, who had been watching the whole time, thought to himself.

I didn’t see anything.

Over at the Great Xia TV Tower.

The assistant director patted his belly. “Ah, I can finally take a few days off.”

“Um, sir, didn’t you get that wrong?” The planner scratched his head. “We’re not a lifestyle show, we’re a survival show. One word makes a big difference!” Lifestyle probably involves some cooking competitions or something.

Survival…

That meant staying alive.

The assistant director gulped.

Oh no.

Right, they were a survival show.

He’d merely simplified his description.

The assistant director grew anxious, fearing that Si Fuqing might come and beat him up when she found out.

Hethought for a second, “What are the preliminary projects we’ve planned?”

The planner flipped through his notebook. “Well, we have ‘Escape from a

Primitive Tribe’, ‘Crossing Crocodile Lake’ , ‘Climbing Knife Mountain’, and

‘Collecting Eggs from a Python’s Den’ for now. ”

The assistant director staggered, clutching his heart. “Help… I can’t breathe.” The planner looked clueless.

Regaining his composure, the assistant director wiped his sweat. “If Miss Si asks later, just tell her that it was the director’s decision, and I only found out later. ”

Smart move—shifting the blame onto the director ensured he wouldn’t be the one getting hit.

The planner grimaced, then as if he had thought of something, he hesitated for a moment, then said. “Should we mention this to… Xu Dingliu?”

He opened the artists’ preference records. “Xu Dingliu’s team doesn’t like interacting with idol-positioned stars. The last time there was a big fight because the idol team was maliciously riding on his fame, creating couple hype and scandals.”

“No need,” the assistant director waved his hand. “This is survival. Who’s got the time to create scandals when we’re all struggling to stay alive?”

The planner nodded.

True enough.

The planner couldn’t help but think back to the photo of Si Fuqings bare face, and his heart quivered for a moment.

With looks like that, even ifshe were involved in a scandal, who wouldn’t like

Anyone who wouldn’t must be blind..

At the headquarters of East Moon, just past 7 p.m., a guest arrived—Yu Yao.

East Moon’s headquarters was located in Lin City. The city, adjacent to the river, had a heavy atmosphere of mist and rain. Even the promotional photos would be taken here.

The general manager didn’t recognize Yu Yao, but after seeing his business card, he spoke respectfully, “Ah, Young Master Yu, what brings you here? Do you have important business?”

“A minor matter,” Yu Yao nodded slightly. “I heard you’re in need of a spokesperson. I happen to have a recommendation—what do you think of Xia Sheng?”

The general manager was stunned. “Excuse me?”

“The spokesperson you’ve chosen—I know her,” Yu Yao stated calmly. “In every aspect, she’s quite unsuitable.”

“Young Master Yu, I understand where you’re coming from,” the general manager said cautiously. “But hasn’t Miss Si already done a makeup removal livestream? If you still have this opinion, we’re a bit confused.”

Yu Yao frowned. “She removed her makeup?”

Realizing from Yu Yao’s expression that he hadn’t seen the livestream, the general manager understood that even the harshest critics couldn’t fault Si Fuqing’s natural beauty.

The only thing left to say would be that Si Fuqing had gone abroad for plastic surgery.

But the general manager understood very well.

For a scion of a grand family like Yu Yao, even the highest-flying figures in the entertainment industry wouldn’t catch his eye.

Those moguls who back the stars in show business would also have to show deference to the Yu family.

It’s just that the companies under the Yu family’s umbrella hadn’t ventured into the entertainment industry.

The general manager pulled up the recording of yesterday’s live stream:

“Please take a look, then you’ll understand why East Moon chose Miss Si..”