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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?

“So here is the situation, young lady,” Gu Huiyan got to the point, “I’d like to ask you for a favor. There’s a youth cultural exhibition in the Western Continent that requires participation from young people under 20.”

“The 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. What’s left is embroidery. Could you embroider a piece for us?

Something to dazzle the foreigners.”

Si Fuqing paused, her gaze narrowing slightly.

This old man, indeed a sly fox, had seen right through her skills.

“Alright,” Si Fuqing bit into a piece of fried chicken, “Just this once, I’ll help you, no need for anything in return.”

“No, no, it’s proper to offer something when asking for a favor,” Gu Huiyan nodded, “I asked your fans, and they said you like coke, so I’ve prepared some for you, and this vase too.”

Little Bails eyes lit up, and it dashed towards the vase.

“This vase is too valuable, I can’t accept it,” Si Fuqing said firmly, “If I did, I’d probably donate it to a museum. You keep it, Elder Gu.” 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 wasn’t a Pixiu, it shared the same love for wealth.

The pet must have picked up its master’s 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 couldn’t 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!

“Cen Xiaosi, you’ve really outdone yourself,” Feng Peizhi took a deep breath, unable to contain her anger, “You managed to get yourself into a police station.

Why don’t you just finish yourself off? Huh?!”

Managing five people, only Meng Xue gave her peace of mind.

Tears fell again from Cen Xiaosi’s eyes, “Sister Feng, I didn’t know, okay? When I was a trainee abroad, I used to do this to her all the time. Who knew she’d be so tough this time?”

“Sister Feng, I need to hurry. I have a show to record.”

“What show?” Feng Peizhi scoffed coldly, “They called yesterday, saying you were unreasonably late. They’ve cut all your footage!”

Cen Xiaosi was incredulous, “How can they do that?!”

“Stop talking nonsense and get back. I don’t have time for you,” 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 couldn’t 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 company’s 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

Xiheng’s private plane.

Feng San found it strange, “What are you doing?

“Ah? Oh,” Shang Lu straightened up, “This is the coke that the director of Heaven Earth Alliance gave to Miss Si. She asked me to take it back to

Lincheng. ”

“Coke given as a gift, huh? That’s—” Feng San nodded, then paused, “Who did you say?”

“The director of Heaven Earth Alliance,” Shang Lu repeated, “Gu Huiyan. You don’t know him?” Feng San:

Of course, he knew.

One Thousand Army Alliance wasn’t 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..