Chapter 207

"I'm already 26, kid, you should call me auntie."

After saying that, she took the opportunity to secretly glance at Pei Yan.

Sudden.

“Dongdongdong——”

There was a knock on the door. It was the makeup artist. "Mr. Pei, do you need a makeover or... a change of clothes before going on stage?"

Pei Yan crossed his legs and asked leisurely, "You are a professional, what do you think?"

The makeup artist looked Pei Yan up and down.

To be honest, Pei Yan's suit and tie were too formal. He didn't look like he was here for a blind date, but more like a big boss holding a meeting with his employees.

However, no matter how inappropriate the outfit he was wearing was, the makeup artist didn't dare to ask him to change.

After all, for someone like Pei Yan, the clothes here might not be as expensive as the rags he uses to clean the floor. How could he dare to let a man wear them?

"I think your outfit is quite nice, Mr. Pei. You are naturally good-looking, so you don't need any makeup at all."

The makeup artist was not lying about the latter sentence. Pei Yan's appearance was indeed outstanding.

But Xiao Taozhi suddenly jumped down from the sofa and said, "Uncle, can you think of a way to make my dad look uglier and poorer?"

"?"

This was the first time the makeup artist had heard such a request.

He had heard that some people asked her to put on makeup to look nice and handsome, just to leave a good impression on the audience and guests when she went on stage. This was the first time she had to put on makeup to look ugly.

The makeup artist looked at Pei Yan, waiting for the man to speak.

Pei Yan smiled and asked, "Little guy, are you deliberately not wanting me to win? Cheating is not good."

"Zhizhi is not playing tricks!"

Xiao Taozhi's expression was very serious: "Dad, think about it, you are so rich and so good-looking. If you go on stage, what if some aunties just want your money, or they just want to hold your hand because of your pretty face?"

Zhao Jie, who was standing next to him and had her thoughts exposed, suddenly had an unnatural look on her face.

"So, if you can, Daddy, you can temporarily become a little ugly and a little poorer, so that the aunt on the stage won't come after Daddy's money!"

Pei Yan pondered for a moment.

He suddenly felt that what the little guy said made sense.

If he tells everyone directly about his identity, status and financial resources as soon as he comes to power, there is no guarantee that people will be attracted by his material conditions.

Even if I succeed in holding hands and win over Xiao Taozhi in the end, it would be very boring.

Thinking of this, Pei Yan nodded and readily agreed to Xiao Taozhi's proposal.

He said to the makeup artist, "Then do as my child asks. Can you please make me look uglier and poorer?"

"Okay." The makeup artist nodded.

No matter how impossible it is, you can do what the big money boss asks for!

It was really eye-opening for him. Do all rich people play like this?

Ten minutes later.

Pei Yan walked out of the dressing room, having completely changed his outfit.

He took off his high-end suit and shiny leather shoes, put on a cheap short-sleeved shirt that was a little too big after washing, and put on a messy wig.

Everything that money brought him, those gorgeous packaging, disappeared at this moment.

The makeup artist even did some work on Pei Yan's face, deliberately applying a layer of powder to cover up his fair skin, sticking on some fake beard, and putting on a pair of bulky glasses.

He looks like an ordinary IT guy, the kind that you can't even find in a crowd.

Pei Yan deliberately lowered his voice and called out to Xiao Taozhi, "Little friend, do you want your uncle to take you out to play?"

Little Taozhi's bright black pupils shrank, and her chubby little face instantly deflated. She took two steps back in fear: "Strange... strange uncle..."

Pei Yan was amused by her reaction, and he returned to his original voice: "Xiao Taozhi, it's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Xiao Taozhi gradually felt relieved. Her big eyes flickered as she stared at the man in front of her, and she said in a surprised tone, "Dad?!"

"Yes, it's me."

Little Taozhi gave the makeup artist a thumbs-up: "Uncle, you're so awesome! My dad has really become ugly and poor!"

Pei Yan: “…”

He was a little puzzled.

Why is this little guy so happy even though he is ugly and poor?

The makeup artist wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "It's just a trivial skill. Keep it low-key."

Pei Yan instructed the makeup artist, "Talk to your supervisor and don't reveal my identity. As for the personal information VCR or something, just make one. This shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

The makeup artist said repeatedly: "No problem."

When his superiors arranged for him to come here, they repeatedly reminded him to meet all the requirements put forward by President Pei.

"Boss Pei, let me first discuss your request with the person in charge. Once everything is arranged, I'll come back to check the information with you."

Pei Yan nodded: "Yeah."

After all, it was the sponsor's request, so the technical department did not delay for a moment and immediately made a formal VCR for the model as quickly as possible.

"Boss Pei, in these VCRs, you come from an ordinary working-class family and work in IT. Regarding your relationship experience, you can also tell us about your true situation. We can change it later."

The gossipy spirit of the technical department guy suddenly ignited: "May I ask you...how many relationships have you had?"

Regarding Pei Yan's love affair, if his public relations team had not intervened for him, he would probably have been a regular guest in the gossip newspapers.

It’s not that we don’t dare to make it public, but it’s not good for the company’s development to see this kind of newspapers appearing every other day.

But Pei Yan didn't intend to hide it. After thinking for a moment, he said casually, "Five."

In fact, having five relationships is not a big deal. After all, there is also Aquaman on their show, and some have experienced more than a dozen relationships. Pei Yan's case is not that uncommon.

Besides, there are many rich people who change their partners more frequently than they change their clothes.

The tech guy suggested, "Then we can just fill in that you've been in three relationships, is that okay?"

"It's up to you," Pei Yan said nonchalantly, "but when I say five, I mean five within this year."

This year, Ms. Pei Rao has been keeping a close eye on him, even occasionally sending paparazzi to follow him, taking pictures of him in a romantic way while also asking the paparazzi to call him home for dinner at a fixed time.

Moreover, Ms. Pei Rao urged him to go on blind dates every few days, so he had no time to go out.

But generally speaking, he would not take the initiative to have fun, and the drinking parties were always set up by others.

There were some people he didn't want either, but for the sake of their face, he could only go along with it. Once the drinking party was over, he usually gave them the money and let them go.

If you really count carefully, he doesn't seem to have many women.

Technician: "..."

He really doesn't understand the world of rich people.

(End of this chapter)