Kong Yanqing learned that Xia Yiqian was coming to Parkson this morning, so he got himself ready early in the morning and waited at the door leaning against the wall.

When Xia Yiqian and Assistant Zhang arrived, they saw Kong Yanqing with his hair gathered back with hair wax. He was wearing a flashy burgundy suit that perfectly outlined his figure. He had a black mask covering half of his face. He was leaning against the wall, looking around as if he was expecting something.

Assistant Zhang's mouth twitched unconsciously when he saw the little girls around him covering their mouths and constantly glancing at Kong Yanqing.

This guy... seemed to have changed his clothes, or it seemed like he had changed into a useless costume. His flamboyant temperament was too obvious, and there was no girl around who couldn't recognize him.

Miss Xia had just woken up, how did she know him?

Xia Yiqian didn't care how many people around were looking at Kong Yanqing. She opened the car door and walked straight towards him.

Although the fat peacock looked like it would ooze oil when roasted when it was drawn as a circle, it was always popular among young girls and wives when it was transformed into a human form.

Kong Yanqing naturally also saw Xia Yiqian, and his eyebrows immediately curved. He stood up leisurely and walked towards Xia Yiqian with his long legs.

"Come? Come upstairs with me."

Xia Yiqian nodded, "Okay."

He looked up at the skyscraper in front of him, his face expressionless, but he exclaimed in his heart: It's so tall, much taller than the buildings of their era.

If two zombies were to fight here, I wonder if this thing could withstand the disaster?

As a little princess of the dynasty who cares about her reputation, Xia Yiqian, even if she has many thoughts in her mind, her face remains calm, making it impossible to tell what she is thinking.

Kong Yanqing never thought that the zombie next to her had already thought about the battle between monsters and modern society, and was standing next to her and introducing their company to him.

"Parkson has been established for over a decade and is one of the best in the entertainment industry. Currently, the only company that can compete with it is Xingyue.

But as long as we are willing to allocate resources, it will definitely not be a problem to produce a superstar."

Xia Yiqian is not very interested in superstars. The entertainment industry is just a means for her to gain faith, but not her ultimate goal.

She tilted her head and thought, "How can I gain more people's faith as quickly as possible?"

Kong Yanqing stopped, turned around and looked Xia Yiqian up and down. He really wanted to tell her that having face was enough, just like him.

But when he thought about the time when Xia Yiqian participated in a talent show, and how she had a stunningly beautiful face but was criticized by netizens because of her straightforward temper, he immediately shut up.

In fact, he didn't understand why this zombie of theirs was so good-looking and so popular?

After a moment of silence, not wanting to discourage his child, he could only change the way he said it: "You need to find a professional to help you customize a plan that suits you, don't worry too much.

I've found you a good-tempered agent, so you can just be yourself."

Xia Yiqian nodded. The answer given by Kong Yanqing was similar to that of a sucker.

As expected, she had been scolded by netizens before, not because her metaphysical skills were bad, nor because the network automatically disconnected when she opened the ghost gate, but because her method was wrong.

Every profession has its own expertise, so just find a professional to study it with.

The two walked forward while talking. Assistant Zhang, who had an expressionless face and was feeling speechless, was hanging behind them as he listened to Kong Yanqing fooling around with the zombies. They soon arrived at a lounge.

Kong Yanqing walked over to the refrigerator and looked at the two of them, "Just make whatever you want. What do you want to drink?"

Although he said so, his hand had already reached out to a cup of milk tea filled with animal blood, ready to give it to Xia Yiqian.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yiqian sat on the sofa and said expressionlessly, "Coke."

Kong Yanqing: ...?

Kong Yanqing never expected that a zombie would not ask for blood, but instead wanted to drink sparkling sugary drinks!

He turned his head and looked at Xia Yiqian with complicated eyes, "I prepared duck blood for you, would you like some?"

Assistant Zhang: ...

Xia Yiqian blinked twice and said, "I don't want to drink it. The duck blood vermicelli soup I had this morning had a lot of duck blood in it."

A diet that is too monotonous can make people tired of it.

Kong Yanqing: ...

He now began to feel a little curious about the guy surnamed Huo. What on earth was this guy thinking? Why did he raise zombies in such a bizarre way?

It seems like there are no problems, but it also seems like everything is a problem.

Kong Yanqing's mouth twitched, and he finally found a can of Coke in the corner at the bottom of the refrigerator filled with various wines. He opened the pull ring with one hand and handed it to Xia Yiqian.

When his eyes fell on Assistant Zhang, he no longer had the patience to deal with Xia Yiqian.

"And you?"

Assistant Zhang: "...Just water, thank you."

He finally realized that Kong Yanqing was not an ordinary person, and might even be a big monster.

Otherwise, why would you ask a zombie if it wants to drink duck blood when you see one?

The conversation between these two is so inhumane just by listening to it.

Kong Yanqing didn't say anything else and casually took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Assistant Zhang.

"Ding ding ding." There was a knock on the door.