Song Yuwei picked up the teacup on his table and poured herself a cup of tea. "Dad, I saw in the news that you want to enter the entertainment industry and expand the company's business scope, is that right?"
Zhao Yunye was surprised that the news spread so quickly that even his beloved daughter knew about it.
He nodded. "Yes, your father does have this plan, but since I have no experience in the entertainment industry, I am currently looking for suitable executives for the entertainment company."
For a company, the top management is the core of the building; everything else is just decoration. The core is the only thing that cannot be neglected.
Therefore, he has gone to great lengths to find capable and talented people during this period.
"Dad, I'd like to become the president of your entertainment company. What do you think?"
"Pfft!" Zhao Yunye picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and then spat it out.
He stared wide-eyed at his daughter's calm and composed demeanor. "Daughter, you're not kidding, are you?"
Song Yuwei nodded, looking at him earnestly, "Actually, I've always had a dream of becoming a boss, so..."
Song Yuwei knew that although Zhao Yunye doted on her, he didn't let her do whatever she wanted.
He is, after all, a businessman with his own rationality and business principles. She, a young girl, certainly doesn't seem capable of being a CEO.
She was just about to say that if the CEO wasn't suitable, a higher-up could be appointed instead.
Unexpectedly...
"Excellent! Fantastic! My daughter, Zhao Yunye's daughter, is truly remarkable! At only twenty years old, she already possesses such lofty ambitions! Tomorrow, you will assume the position of CEO!"
Song Yuwei: ? ? ?
Is it that easy?
It seems she underestimated how powerful Zhao Yunye was, this doting father.
"Uh, okay."
When Song Yuwei came downstairs, Zhao Yunye personally escorted her. Fearing that reporters might be waiting, he took her directly to the underground parking lot, where she left the company in a car.
It was almost noon when I arrived at school.
Song Yuwei simply went straight to the cafeteria.
Before long, the cafeteria became increasingly crowded.
When everyone saw that she was there, they started gossiping again.
"I wonder how Zhang Qiqi is doing. Who would have thought that Song Yuwei, dressed in tattered clothes, is actually the daughter of the richest man in City A?"
"Do you really think she's Zhao Yunye's daughter? Haven't you considered what that anonymous poster on our school forum said yesterday?"
"Holy crap! This is terrifying to think about! What if the wife that person was talking about who died of anger was actually Zhao Yunye's wife? And then those two shameless people went to the school and brazenly pretended to be father and daughter to clear Song Yuwei's name?"
“Yes, I think that’s very likely. Haven’t you noticed? Song Yuwei’s surname is Song, and Zhao Yunye’s surname is Zhao. They have different surnames, so how can they be father and daughter? Besides, if she really were Zhao Yunye’s daughter, how could he have turned a blind eye to dressing like a beggar for so many years?”
Song Yuwei scooped a spoonful of tomato and egg soup into her mouth and opened her phone.
Her social media platforms have been bombarded with messages.
Upon opening it, there were countless unread private messages, comments, mentions, etc...
She pressed her temples. This was something she had wanted to do in her past life, but she hadn't had enough fun in her past life because she was restrained by her parents.
In this life, Zhao Yunye spoils her even more than her parents in her previous life, allowing her to do whatever she wants.
But she didn't expect that these people would be so enthusiastic towards her just because they had taken a few red envelopes from her.
Her fan base jumped from three or four to over 7 million.
It's clear she hasn't been online these past couple of days and is unaware of how popular she's become.
As soon as you open the app, almost all kinds of videos are related to her.
Many people edited and uploaded clips from her live streams, often garnering millions of likes.
It's as if she's taken over the entire software...
"Hey, Song Yuwei!"
Just as Song Yuwei was about to take a bite of the plump white steamed bun, someone called out to her.
She looked up and saw a slightly chubby, pretty girl who looked lively, cheerful, and had a sunny disposition.
"Who are you?" Song Yuwei raised an eyebrow.
"You've even forgotten me? Well, it's been a year since we last met."
The girl seemed quite outgoing, sitting directly opposite Song Yuwei, putting down her plate, and resting her chin on her elbow.
Looking at her lovely, radiant face, Song Yuwei felt a surge of familiarity.
The original owner should know her.
"Then let me help you remember. Do you remember when your ex-boyfriend cheated on you and dumped you?"
"I remember." Song Yuwei nodded, though she was helpless and too lazy to mention that big idiot.
But it cannot be denied that it was part of the original owner's experience.
"I was the one who told you he started cheating. I often saw him walking you back to school and I was quite envious. Until one time, after he walked you back to school, he kissed another girl at a coffee shop not far from the school..."
The girl stopped talking at this point.
She was filled with righteous indignation, passionate and indignant, and felt that she had a duty to tell the person involved without hesitation.
How can you keep a girl in the dark?
Unfortunately, she later heard about Song Yuwei's suicide and it took her a long time to recover.
Seeing that Song Yuwei is doing well and has returned to school, I finally feel much more relieved.
"Oh, I remember now, thank you." Song Yuwei recalled that there was indeed such a thing in the original owner's memories.
"It's okay, it's just that that scumbag got off too easy! In my opinion, you shouldn't have jumped off a building for a piece of trash like him! Look at the state you've become! If it were me, he would have broken his arms and legs by now!"
At this point, the girl angrily stabbed at the food, almost spilling the soup from the plate.
Song Yuwei lowered her eyes and said, "Rotten fruit will fall from the tree on its own. You just stand there. You don't need to do anything about cause and effect."
The girl looked at her belatedly, seemingly understanding but not quite.
However, the words spoken about Song Yuwei by those around her were increasingly nasty. She reached out and patted her shoulder, saying, "Don't listen to them. These people are out of their minds, making up stories about you!"
After finishing the last sip of soup, Song Yuwei said, "Their hearts are so filthy that everything they see and say is filthy. I can't hear what they're saying at all."
After finishing her speech, Song Yuwei wheeled herself away.
The girl shoveled down her food in a few bites, then hurriedly followed her.
"Hey! Wait a minute! My name is Mu Yueqing! Let's be friends!"
Song Yuwei never expected that she would have friends.
In my past life, I only had playmates, people I ate, drank, played, and shared luxury with. As for those who could be called friends, they probably didn't exist at all.
"good."
Song Yuwei added her as a friend and then said goodbye at the cafeteria entrance.
During afternoon class, someone suddenly knocked on the classroom door and asked Song Yuwei to come out, saying someone was looking for her.
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