The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 382 - : 364, admit it yourself, it’s over, shall I give my brother a pinch on the face? [1 more update]
Chapter 382: 364, admit it yourself, it’s over, shall I give my brother a pinch on the face? [1 more update]
Only a fool wouldn’t take advantage of the hype.
Reporters and paparazzi also have performance targets; it’s a good time to push harder and earn a bonus.
A few reporters were specifically brought in by Chen Li.
Because she was certain that the assistant she saw couldn’t possibly be Ying Zijin.
Not to mention Chen Li, even the netizens who had watched the program “Accept the punishment of the Academic God!” couldn’t believe that Ying Zijin would become an assistant for Yun Heyue.
It’s seven in the morning now, not many people are online, and even fewer are watching live streams.
But that doesn’t matter much, as these reporters and paparazzi will later edit the live footage into a video and post it online.
The reporter was merely asking as a formality, having expected a negative response.
An Academic God paying attention to the entertainment industry?
They probably don’t even know who Yun Heyue is.
Ying Zijin took a slight step back and pulled her scarf down, then reinserted her hands into her pockets.
The girl’s face was now fully exposed to the camera.
Those reporters and paparazzi who had been lurking around the entertainment industry for years had seen all types of beauties.
But indeed, they hadn’t seen someone like Ying Zijin this close before.
Unlike Xie Manyu’s big-screen face, this was a genuine 360-degree flawless beauty.
Once magnified by the camera, she was so stunningly beautiful it was almost unbearable to look at.
“Yes, it’s me,” Ying Zijin raised her eyes to the camera, her tone even, “I’m from a poor family, I work to make money, is that a problem?”
This response caught the ready reporters and paparazzi off guard.
“Excuse me, please move aside,” Ying Zijin said after responding, showing no desire to linger, “Thank you.”
The reporters and paparazzi dumbly cleared a path, having lost their ability to speak.
It took them a long while to snap back to reality, and then they walked away with their cameras.
Zuo Li was too far away to hear.
He only saw Ying Zijin say something, and the reporters and paparazzi seemed to be struck by lightning.
Out of curiosity, Zuo Li asked, “What’s wrong with them?”
“Idiots,” Ying Zijin yawned dismissively, “Don’t bother with them.”
Zuo Li: “…”
He felt she was also calling him an idiot.
Zuo Li couldn’t be bothered to care about whatever the reporters and paparazzi were up to, and asked with concern, “Did you get caught in the rain yesterday? It was so heavy that even a piece of glass from my home broke.”
The rain yesterday was odd and didn’t match the weather forecast, catching many people outside without umbrellas and drenching them entirely.
Ying Zijin shook her head: “No.”
“That’s good, that’s good,” Zuo Li expressed relief, “These days, weather forecasts really can’t be trusted.”
**
At ten o’clock in the morning, a new topic appeared in the trending search column.
#GodYing, Assistant to Yun Heyue#
The video was an edited version of the morning’s live broadcast, posted by an entertainment blogger with twenty million followers.
Ye Xi’s fans rushed to the scene.
[This is the so-called Ying Zijin? She just looks okay, not as well-dressed as our Xixi, right?]
[She’s not from the entertainment circle, plus gentle reminder, the scarf around her neck is the new limited edition New Year’s design from S brand, priced at thirty thousand US dollars [smile]]
S brand is a luxury fashion brand and also a part of Venus Group’s enterprises.
[Haha, it must be fake. This Ying Zijin is indeed from Verdant and is on a scholarship, but her family is really poor. Can she afford a thirty-thousand-dollar scarf? What a joke.]
Ye Xi’s fans seized every opportunity to ridicule until in the video, the girl pulled down her scarf.
[…]
[Qin Lingyu is a fairy among humans, and God Ying really is a goddess, right? This beauty is exceptional.]
[Exactly, only President Fu is worthy of her, I’m going to wave my Divine Medicine flag high.]
[What’s this weird thing mingling in here???]
Inside the video, the girl’s voice was cool, each word clear.
“What, is there a problem?”
“Working to earn money.”
All the comments disappeared instantly, leaving no trace.
Nothing was more shocking than Ying Zijin admitting it herself.
Ye Xi’s fans lost their courage to even stay, and all ran away.
[Sorry, God Ying doesn’t need to be jealous of Ye Xi’s looks; Ye Xi is not on the same level as her. Even doing a part-time job, she gets slandered—beauty indeed brings troubles.]
[Ye Xi is truly revolting, do you, a twenty-four-year-old adult, really need to smear a student? Maybe you’ve done something wrong and this is retribution, huh?]
But the fans of the program “Accept the punishment of the Academic God!” weren’t focused on this.
[Ying Yaoyao, stop working, your sister will support you!!!]
[My God Ying can’t even afford to eat and has to work? Can’t the ISC training camp include meals? Aren’t you just bullying a kid?]
Having seen this, Zuo Li finally understood why the reporters and paparazzi looked as if they had been struck by lightning that morning.
He looked up with a ghost of a smile, eyeing the girl, “Working, earning money? Don’t we feed you?”
He clearly remembered the question on Quantum Mechanics from the International Physics Center, which came with a reward of one million US dollars.
Ying Zijin had solved it in just one hour.
How much could she make as an assistant?
A little rich girl, having the nerve to say she came from a poor family.
He fell for her lie.
Ying Zijin thought for a moment, then changed her tune, quite seriously, “I went to join in the fun.”
Zuo Li: “…”
**
Inside the hotel,
Fu Yunshen also saw the video.
He was initially just focused on the girl’s face until he noticed a comment in the live feed.
[All of you in front, move aside! When it comes to who can support God Ying, look no further than President Fu. Do any of you have as much money as President Fu? My God Ying is so precious, she needs to be well taken care of!]
The comment was quickly drowned out by others.
Fu Yunshen’s eyebrows lifted as he leaned back in his chair.
He chuckled softly after a while.
At least someone possessed discernment, though such individuals were exceedingly rare.
He had joined the ‘Divine Medicine Couple’ fan group over two months ago, and the number of members had just breached three hundred.
He checked the new posts every day, but, regrettably, they were pitifully scarce.
As fans of other couples would say, they were in a drought without any ‘food’ to feast on.
After all, both he and Ying Zijin preferred to keep a low profile, showing their faces only when necessary,
Fu Yunshen looked lazily amused, took a screenshot of the comment, and sent it to the only pinned chat on his phone.
[Kid, someone said we are a good match.]
[And indeed, I am supporting you. No one else could afford it, those slices of pork liver that day… they were actually worth thousands.]
[Look, don’t you think you should reward me? Maybe let your brother squeeze your face?]
When Ying Zijin saw these three messages, she was explaining a problem to Teng Yunmeng.
After reading them, her lips curved ever so slightly, a minute angle hardly noticeable.
But soon, her expression faded and her aura cooled down again.
Teng Yunmeng felt something was off and looked at Zijin with puzzlement, “What’s wrong, Zijin?”
She always felt that Zijin was different this time around, seemingly more vibrant and not as aloof and detached as before.
They could get close to her, but never to her heart.
“Nothing,” Ying Zijin replied, flipping her phone upside down calmly, “I met someone who only knows how to sweet-talk, a con artist in love.”
After a pause, she added indifferently, “Who fools everyone, he’s even fooled a dog.”
Sometimes this man’s words were truly unbelievable.
Teng Yunmeng: “???”
What kind of tactic is fooling a dog?
Confused, Teng Yunmeng returned to the physics problem.
She found out that solving problems was more joyful.
**
At that moment, at the Skywalk Entertainment Headquarters,
Chen Li and Ye Xi had been summoned to President Luo Wenbin’s office.
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Both were pale, sweating profusely, and could barely stand.
“Chen Li, what did I say?” Luo Wenbin bellowed furiously, “Didn’t I tell you to keep a low profile? Look what you’ve done now, how could you stir up this mess?”
He violently threw the documents onto the table, nearly laughing from anger, “You call yourself a top agent? Splendid, really, you’re just great at getting slapped in the face, is that what you call a top agent? Huh?!”
Chen Li’s teeth grinded audibly, her face turning even paler, “Luo, President Luo, that’s simply, simply…”
The words “not logical” were impossible for her to utter.
Why would an Academic God who was supposed to participate in international academic competitions be an assistant at Yun Heyue?!
It was an absurd joke.
Yet the undeniable fact was right in front of her eyes, Yun Heyue could not have possibly bribed an Academic God.
After seeing the video online, Chen Li’s mind buzzed incessantly and she still couldn’t recover.
“Shut up!” Luo Wenbin roared again, “You’ve messed everything up. Do you know how much the company has invested in Ye Xi to push her to A-list status? And look at how she’s being trashed online now!”
“Do you see? Huh?” he pointed to the computer, his face ashen, “If you can’t see it, do you need me to read it out for you?”
Upon checking, Ye Xi finally collapsed to the floor.
