Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 1142 - 1120 The Real World [83] I am Ye Liu (4 updates)

Ye Liu is undoubtedly a great god in the literary circle with that pen name.

"All Gods Blue Sky" is a top-grade novel, whether in terms of friendship, battles, or the overall plot.

The sheer number of fans following the book is evidence enough.

Ye Shaohua knew the weight of that pen name; even Ye Liu’s rarely used Weibo account had over ten million fans.

When those people find out that Entertainment Circle’s top-grade traffic is actually Ye Liu.

Ye Shaohua could even imagine that Weibo would be more explosive than when she got her M University degree, and the programmers on Weibo would lose a few more hairs.

Sister Jiang was originally applying a facial mask, feeling refreshed as she browsed through Rong Fei’s Weibo updates.

Upon seeing Ye Shaohua’s message, she was so startled that her facial mask almost fell off.

Without replying on Whatsapp, she immediately made a call, "What’s wrong with you?"

Ye Shaohua had been choosing her words, wondering how to delicately reveal to Sister Jiang that she was behind the pseudonym Ye Liu.

As for the fact that she was the CEO of Xiangyang Group, Ye Shaohua didn’t plan to tell Sister Jiang just yet. Nor did she intend to make it public for the time being. Apart from Old Pan and a few others, no one knew she was the CEO, or that she was also the boss of Xiangyang Group’s Engineering Department.

She feared that the financial world would be overwhelmed if it found out.

Sister Jiang’s words snapped Ye Shaohua out of her daze, "It’s okay, don’t rush, I haven’t done anything reckless."

Ye Shaohua always had a good sense of proportion and saying she hadn’t been reckless meant she definitely hadn’t.

With Sister Jiang’s mood relaxed, she continued to lay back on the sofa, leisurely patting her masked face, "Alright, what else could possibly make me panic?"

Ye Shaohua thought about how she had already chatted with Professor Rui En right in front of Sister Jiang.

So she felt that the identity of Ye Liu might not be a big deal to Sister Jiang at all.

"Actually, it’s nothing much," Ye Shaohua switched the phone to her other hand, "Just giving you a heads-up so you won’t panic if some new news comes out someday."

"Good or bad?" Sister Jiang asked.

Ye Shaohua spoke lazily, her head tilting slightly, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed, "Naturally good."

"As long as it’s beneficial to you, I would be too happy to panic," Sister Jiang scoffed with disdain, "When have you ever seen me panic?"

"That’s good then," Ye Shaohua said, ready to hang up after giving the reminder.

Just then, something suddenly occurred to Sister Jiang, "Wait, don’t hang up. Do you know that the rights to the Divine IP have been sold?"

"Yes," Ye Shaohua found a wall to lean against, meanwhile adjusting her mask.

Thinking that she was the one who had split personalities and sold those rights.

"I heard that the scriptwriters of Xiangyang Group have already finished the TV and film scripts, and the open auditions will take place within the next half month," Sister Jiang said seriously, "You should read the novel these days and go for the audition. The whole Entertainment Circle is buzzing because of the audition for this novel; I don’t need to remind you of its importance to you, do I?"

Ye Shaohua was silent: "...Okay."

She had a copy of the script on her.

**

On the third day, Ye Shaohua and Guozi arranged to meet at a Xiangyin Club.

Guozi had chosen this location after much deliberation, guessing that God Ye Liu might not be able to show up for some reason, so the privacy measures were very well done.

Ye Shaohua, fully armed with a mask, a baseball cap, and sunglasses, wore a black cloak,

which concealed her overly slender figure.

Just as she arrived at the club’s entrance, her phone rang.

She and Guozi had already exchanged numbers, and Ye Shaohua saw "Guozi" on the caller ID.

Picking up, she headed towards the reception desk.

"Guozi?" she murmured, lowering her stance, sounding very clear.

Guozi was startled, then regained composure, "Sorry, miss, could you pass the phone to the person next to you?"

Ye Shaohua told the club’s staff the name of the private room.

Then she spoke leisurely to the person on the other end of the phone, "Looking for trouble, kiddo?"

By now, Guozi was certain that he hadn’t dialed the wrong number.

And... and such a pleasant, young voice?

Guozi took a while to snap out of it.

Until a staff member escorted someone to the private room.

The person was fully dressed, with a mask on the face and a baseball cap pulled down low.

Bowing slightly, the cap brim covered most of the face, showing only the black mask.

And snow-white earlobes set against black attire.

The person reached out to take off the black coat and casually handed it to the respectful and icy-faced young lady following behind.