Chapter 26 Sister Wei is awesome, fifth in the world!
"Uncle, can I really see Sister Weiwei today?"
A luxurious Aston Martin drives along a busy road.
Chi Yanzhou was dressed in a black baseball jacket and jeans, with a gray hoodie underneath, a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a mask.
He was driving, and in the child seat behind him sat a little girl with two pigtails, who looked about five or six years old and had big eyes.
"Why am I the uncle and she is the older sister?"
Chi Yanzhou was not very satisfied.
"Because if I call you brother, Mom will beat me to death," Chen Ruanruan said innocently.
"You can call Song Shiwei Auntie."
"don't want!"
Chen Ruanruan shook her head vigorously, "Sister Wei is awesome! Fifth in the world! Anyone who dares to disagree will be kicked into the abyss!"
“”
"Does my sister even know about your fan culture?" Chi Yanzhou looked like he couldn't see a future for the family.
"I know, my mom doesn't care about me. She said that Sister Weiwei doesn't seem bad at all, but she told me not to be as naive as her."
Meanwhile, Song Shiwei, who was waiting in the children's play area, sneezed and felt a sudden itch in her nose.
"Sister Weiwei—"
A young, yet incredibly loud, voice pierced through the noise of the amusement park, penetrating like a sharp blade cutting through the buzzing crowd.
Then, a little girl, only as tall as a person's thigh, wearing a pink princess dress and carrying a small bear backpack, crashed into Song Shiwei like a newly launched missile.
Caught off guard, Song Shiwei was bumped by the little girl and stumbled. She tried to steady herself and looked down at the little girl who was clinging to her leg with bright, sparkling eyes.
"I'm not your mother, I can't give you a home."
"I know you're Sister Weiwei! I'm your fan, Little Tank."
Song Shiwei's fans have nicknamed themselves "Tanks." They follow their idol's lead and are fearless when their idol gets involved in online battles, just like tanks that love head-on collisions—whoever they bump into dies.
“This is my sister’s daughter, Chen Ruanruan. She’s been pestering me for days, insisting on meeting you.”
Chi Yanzhou followed behind. His casual outfit today made him look much younger, like a male college student.
He was tall, had long legs, and a great presence. He walked over like a runway model, carrying Chen Ruanruan's teddy bear water bottle in his hand.
"Aww—"
Song Shiwei nodded in understanding. So this was her walking 650,000!
Song Shiwei immediately adopted a considerate demeanor, "This humble subject greets Miss!"
"Sister Weiwei, I really like you. I think you're like a breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry, so genuine and unpretentious!"
Chen Ruanruan hugged Song Shiwei, her eyes sparkling with excitement, finally meeting her idol.
"Could you give me an autographed photo?"
Chen Ruanruan took out a photo of Song Shiwei from the bear backpack.
Song Shiwei never imagined that one day she would be able to sign autographs for others.
"I've really made something of myself, I even got to have a fan meeting."
This was Song Shiwei's first time signing autographs. She had never practiced this before, so she wrote her name neatly and precisely, stroke by stroke.
"Luckily, I only have one fan, otherwise the fans behind me would be so anxious."
Chi Yanzhou couldn't help but complain as he watched Song Shiwei write with the style of an elementary school student.
“You don’t understand, this is my devotion.”
Chen Ruanruan clung to Song Shiwei, spouting a lot of social slang, which annoyed Chi Yanzhou so he sent her to the amusement area.
"Won't she have a generation gap with other children?"
Song Shiwei couldn't help but ask, "Just now, Chen Ruanruan said, 'I always remember your kindness, Sister Wei's spirit will never falter.'"
Song Shiwei wondered if she might be misleading young people.
"Don't worry about it. Kids that age are just talking nonsense."
Chi Yanzhou sat next to Song Shiwei, his sunglasses hanging from the collar of his hoodie, with only his delicate and beautiful eyes showing under the brim of his hat.
He turned his head to look at Song Shiwei, whose entire face was exposed to the sunlight, and frowned slightly.
Aren't you afraid someone will recognize you?
"Being obscure is my camouflage; no one will recognize me at all," Song Shiwei said with considerable confidence.
"You now have two million followers, aren't you afraid of being attacked by haters?"
Song Shiwei's expression immediately turned serious. "You're right. Those idiots seem to have cerebellar degeneration; they're prone to doing anything."
Song Shiwei swiftly and decisively pulled at Chi Yanzhou's clothes; she had just seen that Chi Yanzhou had a mask in his pocket.
"Why--"
Chi Yanzhou was pulled so far that he leaned against Song Shiwei, his nostrils filled with the scent of her peach shampoo.
After Chen Ruanruan finished her crazy outburst, Chi Yanzhou drove the three of them to a restaurant with a high degree of privacy.
"Sister Weiwei, this restaurant is really delicious! You should come here often!"
Song Shiwei stared in astonishment at the six-figure sum of the dishes on the menu.
"Who put my salary on the menu?"
"Sister Weiwei, do you earn so little?"
Chen Ruanruan looked at Song Shiwei pitifully. Being looked down upon for her salary by a child so much younger than herself, Song Shiwei felt that God was being unfair.
"Some people are born in Rome, while others spend their whole lives toiling like beasts of burden."
"You should have said so earlier. My uncle could have given you a bigger paycheck. It's just a matter of a word from him."
"Um?!"
Song Shiwei blinked, looking at the man sitting lazily opposite her.
"What's the meaning?"
"Don't you know?"
Chen Ruanruan thoughtfully explained, "Shengtian Entertainment is our family business, registered under my uncle's name."
"You little brat, you're just playing along with me, aren't you? That's so unfair of you, not even telling me about this easy way to get something for nothing!"
"What's there to say about a small business?" Chi Yanzhou wasn't just talking about Versailles; he genuinely looked down on Sheng Tian.
Song Shiwei's mouth was agape enough to fit an egg, and she immediately poured tea for the other person with great courtesy.
"This humble subject is blind to the great man, yet the Crown Prince is right in front of me every day. What merit do I have to deserve this?"
At such a young age, he's already the chairman of the board! What a talented and promising young man! And so handsome! He's got a whole set of looks to his name!
Chi Yanzhou felt relieved and satisfied.
"Flattery won't work. I don't handle company business. I've hired a company agent who assessed your potential and found it to be negligible."
"Hahaha--"
Song Shiwei smiled happily, then snatched the tea back from Chi Yanzhou's hand, saying, "Give it back to me!"
“.......
Song Shiwei ate her food resentfully, thinking, "I'll eat you out of house and home!"
Chi Yanzhou is a modern-day Huang Shiren!
"Even so, I am still the boss, and it's not a matter of just a word from me." Chi Yanzhou looked at the other party with a mocking expression.
"Oh dear, this cup of tea is a bit cold. Let me check if it's poisoned. See, he's not dead, so you can drink it. Let me pour you another cup."
Song Shiwei immediately changed her attitude.
"The company will assess your value based on your performance."
"Just you wait and see, my dear boss! I'm definitely a stock with great potential, just wait and see how much money you're throwing at me!"
“........”
The next day, Song Shiwei and her beloved boss became trending topics.
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