Chapter 3 [Changed] They're really rich! ...

When Su Yunruo recalled those three breathtaking missions, her mind went blank.

He only snapped back to reality when he heard someone calling from outside the door: "Miss Su, are you planning to hide in the kitchen forever to escape reality?"

She quickly cut the cake and came out of the kitchen.

Seeing that Jiang Chunrou was still frowning, he took the initiative to go up to her and coax her, "Chunrou, my darling, are you hungry? Are you tired?"

"I have a few good business contacts who have been bothering me for over a year now. Let's go to the study and take a look together."

No, no, no, no.

Su Yunruo loudly refused but received no response, so she immediately raised her hand to cover her eyes and pretended to cry, "Waaah, I just finished running around promoting my new drama, working from dawn till dusk and I'm about to get pimples, Chunrou, you're so cruel!"

"..."

Peeking through her fingers, she saw that Jiang Chunrou remained unmoved, and cried even louder, "Waaaaah!"

"..."

The crying grew louder, and he lunged at Jiang Chunrou's shoulder with a bull-like force.

Jiang Chunrou nearly dropped her laptop from the impact, and raised her arm to push her away, saying, "Stop fooling around."

Su Yunruo exaggeratedly pressed closer, only to be pushed away and then leaning in again, "Waaaaah, I went for a checkup a few days ago, and the doctor said I'd die of overwork if I kept working like this day and night! My stats this quarter are even worse than last quarter, and if they keep going like this..."

"What has it become?"

"Your blood pressure is 1! 1!"

“That’s great. If I were to take my blood pressure now, it would be 100 higher than before. Based on my condition, it’s more serious than before. So, in order to fulfill my last wish, could you please work properly?”

"..."

"..."

Just as the two were wondering who was more speechless than the other, a cell phone rang in the living room.

The boy's youthful voice sang a cheerful and energetic song. His technique may not be perfect, but the song is truly popular in every shopping mall. The melody is simple, easy to remember, and incredibly catchy. Even if you don't hum along, the lyrics will silently pop into your head.

Su Yunruo's gaze was fixed on Jiang Chunrou's pocket, and Jiang Chunrou asked her in return, "Why are you looking at me?"

The image of Tang Sanzang started reciting in her mind again.

[Ou Yuyu, the assistant to the female lead in the original novel. A hater of Su Yunruo, and a devoted fan of Lin Xingsen.]

Su Yunruo's gaze slowly shifted to Xiao Ou's face.

Xiao Ou, biting her fork, trembled as if it were a cork, stammering, "This...this is...this is..."

Jiang Chunrou interrupted her and added fuel to the fire, saying, "This is Lin Xingsen's song. He publicly told reporters that he hates you."

"I...I just set it up randomly."

Xiao Ou felt desperate.

How embarrassing! My boss found out I like her boyfriend on my first day at work. Do I even have a chance to keep this job?

However, Su Yunruo just buried her head in thought, looking very troubled.

Xiao Ou looked up at her and suddenly realized that Su Yunruo actually had many legitimate opportunities to be angry, but she never showed any negative emotions.

She is far too kind for a female celebrity who is adored by everyone.

Is she really Su Yunruo, who is rumored to have princess syndrome?

Just when Xiao Ou thought the matter was over, Su Yunruo suddenly pouted, "I don't like him."

Jiang Chunrou looked away from the computer screen, her eyes slightly surprised. "You actually know him."

"..."

Instead of answering how she knew about Lin Xingsen, Su Yunruo leaned over to Xiao Ou and pointed at the phone, saying, "I'm feeling resentful. My darling Xiao Ou, between him and me, you can only like me."

"I...I...I..."

Jiang Chunrou's laptop beeped, like a WeChat notification.

"What's it to you who other people like?" She snapped her laptop shut. "Xiao Ou, I'm leaving."

"Where are you going? You just got here! You haven't even had any cake yet."

Since we can't persuade you, we'll have to go back to the company and continue the meeting.

Jiang Chunrou was really leaving. She put her laptop in her bag and stood up. The tables had turned. Su Yunruo tried to stop her but couldn't. She obediently saw her to the door, biting her handkerchief and watching them get into the car with longing eyes.

[Host, you should fire her immediately to prevent her from using your weaknesses against you and helping Ruan Rourou.]

Ruan Rourou is the female protagonist of the original book.

As the car disappeared into the lush green lawn, Su Yunruo finally composed herself and asked, "Was it that scary?"

The system almost screamed: "Isn't this just putting a spy right next to you?!"

“That’s my dear little assistant, a good girl who’s afraid of breaking paintings.” She looked to her side, as if there really was someone called “System” standing next to her, and grinned. “Her cousin has been by my side since I first started out. She’s never made a mistake at work. Now she’s pregnant and had to switch to an administrative department to take care of her pregnancy. She still has to raise her child. How could her cousin, whom she strongly recommended, be a spy? I don’t believe it.”

*

Leaving the iron gate and passing the lake that had just amazed her, Xiao Ou had the illusion that nothing had happened.

The beautiful scenery flashed by, and my phone kept vibrating in my pocket, with messages popping up constantly.

She glanced at it.

Several close female friends saw her post in the group chat and messaged her privately to ask about the details, mainly wanting to know how she managed to infiltrate the "inside".

For seasoned fans like them, the "insider" has a magical power, like the desire of those who cultivate immortality to become immortals or the desire of the poor to become rich overnight. When they see someone around them succeed, they try every means to follow in their footsteps. After all, the way rich women spend money is not suitable for ordinary people like them.

However, one thing did remind her.

Some of her friends asked her why Su Yunruo doesn't accept business deals.

That comparison picture has recently gone viral. While some are mocking her, others are curious why a female star like Su Yunruo, whose every drama is a hit, doesn't accept advertising endorsements. They haven't even seen her appear outside of dramas, including various high-profile private banquets and magazine galas.

If she had been involved in frequent commercial activities, Xiao Ou wouldn't have only just realized today how tall Su Yunruo was; she could easily have been a model.

She has a great figure.

Her skin is also good.

She has a lovely personality too.

"Sister Jiang, it's very convenient to borrow dresses from big brands when you're a spokesperson. You can also receive gifts, credit cards, and magazine covers from time to time. Nowadays, female celebrities are all about getting more cover appearances and endorsements. Miss Su has none of these things and has been completely outshone by others."

After hesitating and agonizing for a long time, Xiao Ou finally chose a less obvious answer and asked it.

Jiang Chunrou turned the steering wheel but didn't answer for a long time.

After driving through most of the city, I turned a corner and encountered a traffic jam ahead, forcing me to stop.

This is the busiest commercial district in the city and a must-visit spot for tourists from other provinces.

It has its own name, but locals and tourists alike prefer to call it Block A, because the building that is simply referred to as Block A in this commercial complex has a unique and dominant presence.

The fifth floor and above are all luxury brands, and celebrities often hold events there. Rich women line up to buy bags, while ordinary people don't buy anything but come here to soak up the atmosphere of wealth.

A netizen's daily dream: If I were to be reincarnated in my next life, my first choice would be the owner's family in Building A.

Xiao Ou was even more eager for an answer, turning to Jiang Chunrou and asking, "Is there some complicated reason? Did Miss Su offend a big shot in the fashion industry? Or has she been blacklisted by a major company in the industry?"

Jiang Chunrou finally spoke, "You seem to know a lot about the rumors circulating online about Miss Su."

"I...I'm a fan of Ms. Su, and I've seen a lot of negative things about her online..."

"Being a fan of Miss Su is not easy."

Xiao Ou: "..."

That's incredibly difficult.

Just look at how Su Yunruo's fans are treated in the gossip group. They get criticized by other groups while their idol doesn't do anything. I don't know what they're after by being fans of Su Yunruo.

"However, you don't need to worry about Miss Su's career development. As you just saw at her home, she has no intention of pursuing an international award to become a Best Actress."

Xiao Ou asked curiously, "How could that be? Isn't this the common ideal of female celebrities?"

Jiang Chunrou raised an eyebrow. "You're not still a fan of her career, are you?"

Black Fan Xiao Ou: "..."

"I advise you to give up the idea of ​​letting her pursue an acting career as soon as possible. Her ideal is to work less and earn more, and make money while lying down. Besides, she already achieved her ideal the day she was born."

"ah?"

While Xiao Ou was still silently lamenting Su Yunruo's lack of ambition, Jiang Chunrou bent down and looked up at the tall buildings outside the front window, "Do you see Building A ahead?"

Xiao Ou looked out the window at Jiang Chunrou's request, "Look, I see it."

"One of the businesses wholly owned by her family."

"Miss Su's home?"

Xiao Ou was just repeating Jiang Chunrou's words without thinking them through, so she hadn't realized anything yet.

As your gaze sweeps across the large plaza below Building A, a stone statue is bathed in sunlight, its surface gilded.

That was Mr. Su Zhongyuan.

S City, a city that has long been known in history, has produced countless famous historical figures, but in the hearts of modern people, the most representative one is Mr. Su Zhongyuan.

Su Zhongyuan.

Su Yunruo.

After a two-second pause, Xiao Ou jumped up in surprise and bumped his head on the roof of the car.

"Bang"

"ah"

She clutched her head with trembling hands, looking at Jiang Chunrou in disbelief: "This...this...this...this..."

The navigation system indicated a green light, but the cars in front of us didn't move.

This place is far too bustling.

Its traffic volume is so high that it is well-known throughout the country.

The traffic jams are also notorious throughout the country.

Xiao Ou swallowed hard, calming herself down, "Really?"

"Um."

"Really?" she asked again, incredulously.

"You can find out by searching online that the owner of Building A is surnamed Su."

Having said all that, Xiao Ou had no choice but to believe her, but then asked, "Can you really tell me something so secret?"

"..."

"Is it really true?" I asked for the third time.

"Um."

"Her family is so powerful, why would she want to enter the entertainment industry? There are also rumors online that Miss Su graduated from a vocational high school and has a sugar daddy."

Jiang Chunrou tapped the steering wheel and said indifferently, "Labeling female celebrities with 'bad girl' labels, accusing them of having a vocational school diploma, and spreading rumors are all common tactics used by marketing accounts to smear female celebrities."

"Why doesn't Miss Su clarify this?"

"Don't get caught in the cycle of self-proof. Providing evidence won't end the rumors; it will only raise suspicions that you donated money to get into college. However..."

"Um?"

“Not many people know about these things. If it suddenly starts spreading outside…” Jiang Chunrou grinned, revealing a cold smile, “We were originally planning to promote a young lady from an Ivy League school to your position in the secretariat. It was only because your cousin strongly recommended Miss Su that you agreed.”

Xiao Ou wasn't stupid; she could vaguely detect a "threat" in his words.

"Make the most of this opportunity. Being an assistant doesn't mean you have to stay an assistant forever. If you want to become an artist or a manager in the future, the company will fully support you."

"Yes, I will work hard."

Regardless of whether the offer was real or not, Xiao Ou suddenly realized that her cousin had recommended her to this place, and if she really shared the inside information with those women, not only would she lose her job, but her cousin might also be affected.

She quietly took out her phone, switched WeChat accounts, and decided to temporarily stop using this alternate account.

*

Back to Su Yunruo's side.

After sending the person away, she had nothing to do, so she summoned the system and reread the novel.

A month later, she will get engaged to the male lead of the original book, while the female lead of the original book will sign with a company and participate in a B-grade web series being prepared by Orange Video.

The show was a historical romance drama, directed by a newcomer, and starred the male and female leads. It was supposed to be a flop from the start, but due to various special reasons, it became an overnight sensation, even surpassing the ratings of the show that Su Yunruo had just finished airing not long ago.

Su Yunruo pointed to the web series, which was only described in a hundred words in the book, and began to make plans.

Investing in B-grade dramas on video platforms is not easy. Giving money directly is like labeling yourself a "sucker." There are many people in the production team who try to slack off, and only 30% of the million-dollar investment is actually used for filming. Then you have to invest more money, which completely squeezes the profit margin.

Tsk... I wish she had shares in Orange Video.

Because of the high level of exposure in the entertainment industry, her family's money never flows into this circle, so she is powerless to do anything about it.

Now the situation has changed. If she wants to make money by relying on the original female lead, she has to break into the capital circle.

As darkness fell, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the floor like gold in a safe.

Snap

Su Yunruo clasped her hands together, took out her phone, and sent a message in the WeChat group "All of Su Yunruo's Brainless Fans".

[Is there anyone in need of my help lately?]