He abruptly looked up, his words tangled for the first ti. "Miss Si, why would you trust ? We've only t once, not even for five minutes. What if I betray you?"
It was during those brief five minutes that Si Fuqing purchased a base.
"I could choose not to trust you," Si Fuqing said, her tone light as a breeze, "but I believe in your dreams. Your eyes told you would never give up on them."
Sothing seed to slam against his chest and heart, sending a numbing sensation through his limbs, his blood boiling with passion.
Jing Zhou took a deep breath. "Yes, Miss Si, you can believe in my dreams."
Yet Si Fuqing had helped him so much, and he had nothing to return.
"If you want to repay , then win the OPL championship," Si Fuqing said, seeing through his thoughts. "I really need the money."
Jing Zhou was montarily stunned, his gaze solidifying. "I will!"
"Good." Si Fuqing made an OK gesture. "I'll go call Lightning over. He's been rather free lately, let him train with you. I'm off."
After seeing off Si Fuqing, Jing Zhou turned around. "Isn't Miss Si quite popular right now? As the spokesperson for Oracle, she must have a hefty sum of endorsent fees. Why is she like this..."
"I'm not sure," Nian Yi'an frowned. "But it seems like Sister Qingqing has donated a lot to charity foundations, leaving her with little liquid funds."
Jing Zhou was taken aback. "I never imagined soone like Miss Si existed in the entertainnt industry..."
Back when his team Five States hadn't been crushed by the Ji family, he had played friendly matches with several celebrities in Sijiu City.
He knew then what it felt like to be looked down upon.
"Jing Zhou, don't worry, with Sister Qingqing here, we'll definitely make it to the finals," Nian Yi'an patted his shoulder. "She can do anything."
"Right." Jing Zhou rembered sothing. "Miss Si told to start training with you first. Are you free now? Let's go into a duel."
Nian Yi'an: "..."
Why is it always him who gets hurt?
**
After leaving the training base, Si Fuqing went to Yu Xiheng's villa nestled among the trees.
On the sofa, the man was reading a book.
Dressed in a white loungewear, the soft light dimd the fierceness in his brows, softening his features.
"Boss, my team is all set up," Si Fuqing peered over playfully. "I've recruited a young genius with incredible hand speed. Tangtang told she just wants to watch and won't be competing."
"Hm, you decide on the numbering," Yu Xiheng looked up. "Co to for reimbursent for the equipnt."
"Boss, we're definitely not going to lose out," Si Fuqing began counting on her fingers. "Being in the top ten of the OPL selection ans at least a million, entering the finals brings ten million, and making it to the top eight is fifty million."
"Winning the championship could bring in at least three to four hundred million."
Hearing the word "we," Yu Xiheng's eyebrows twitched slightly. "You could switch to finance."
"That won't do," Si Fuqing's face turned expressionless instantly. "If I were in finance, I'd be so frustrated I'd have a brain hemorrhage."
She recalled every ti her second senior brother and third senior sister, the family's wasteful duo, returned from their extravagant outings to claim expenses, the finance staff would cling to her legs, crying.
If that were her, she wouldn't have enough fists to beat them.
Snapping back to reality, Si Fuqing looked up to et a pair of profound phoenix eyes.
His gaze was deep, as unfathomable as the ocean, with a powerful allure that could willingly draw one into its depths.
Caught under his gaze, she blinked. "What is it, boss?"
He put down the book, "I have a request, lady."
At his words, Si Fuqing's expression turned serious. "What is it?"
"I need to et soone very important this weekend." Yu Xiheng smiled. "You chose my clothes well last ti, please pick another outfit for ."
"Choosing clothes?" Si Fuqing's interest was piqued. "That's no big deal. Let's go to the mall. Keep a low profile, and we won't be photographed. Today's on my card, I'm paying!"
She loved playing dress-up.
Yu Xiheng nodded in agreent, "Mhmm."
The two prepared themselves, hats, sunglasses, masks... fully equipped, they arrived at the central mall.
Here was Lan's offline store, and Si Fuqing headed straight to the second floor.
As she picked out clothes, she asked: "How important is this person?"
Yu Xiheng simply replied, "Very important."
"For an important eting with an important person, you definitely need a suit," Si Fuqing mused, picking a navy blue suit off the rack. "Lan just released this suit. Boss, wear this, it suits your status."
"You have a good eye, lady," the shop assistant's eyes sparkled. "We only received one piece of this suit for Great Xia, managed to secure it after much effort, otherwise, it would have been sent to the Sijiu headquarters."
Yu Xiheng took it, "You like it?"
"Absolutely," Si Fuqing's eyes shone like those of a fox. "n in suits are the most handso, assuming they have the face and figure for it. Boss, you always wear dark gray, changing it up would be good."
Yu Xiheng's voice was steady, "Alright."
Soon, he changed into the new suit and stepped out of the dressing room.
Though his face was hidden behind a mask, his perfect physique was accentuated by the suit, emphasizing his broad shoulders and narrow waist, with every button ticulously fastened.
The cufflinks glimred with a subtle light, a mark of luxury and elegance.
The shop assistants were stunned.
Many affluent and upstart custors frequented Lan, but they had never seen anyone wear a suit so perfectly.
"Very good, very good," Si Fuqing was thoroughly satisfied. "Boss, with my choice, whoever you et will have to complint you."
Yu Xiheng laughed quietly, "I believe you."
Si Fuqing thought about her own weekend plans, contemplating a new outfit but ultimately decided to stick to her T-shirt and jeans.
To save money.
"Charge it," Si Fuqing slapped her card on the counter, full of vigor. "And add a tie, the best one."
She still had so savings, enough for a suit.
The shop assistant, still in a daze, automatically processed the transaction.
She watched them leave in a dazed state, finally asking herself, "Who is the boss?"
The male assistant was equally confused, "By title, it's that gentleman, but financially, it's the lady... so it must be the lady? Not sure which family they're from, but their aura is impressive."
The female assistant had an epiphany.
The gas the wealthy plays were beyond her comprehension.
Perhaps it was just a kind of fetish.
**
Saturday was the offline etup for Oracle players, invitation-only.
Sunday was open to all, featuring cosplayers and voice actors.
As the spokesperson, Si Fuqing was naturally present.
Many players, initially hesitant, rushed over from across the country upon hearing that Si Fuqing would be there.
The players exchanged excited whispers.
"My goddess is amazing, right? Look at that beauty, and her gaming skills. Fanning her is so worth it."
"I must get her autograph later. It's my first ti being a fan of a celebrity. I need that signed photo."
Here, Ji Longtai led Ji Qingyao into the venue.
He hadn't expected so many people, the place was packed.
"Let's not waste ti here," Ji Longtai checked the ti. "President Ji should have just landed. We'll et him directly."
Ji Qingyao remained indifferent.
Just then, the crowd began to buzz with excitent.
"She's here!"
"Ah, my wife, look at !"
"My dear Qingqing!"
Ji Longtai, who was about to leave, glanced at the stage nonchalantly.
That glance made his brows furrow instantly, "Qingyao, doesn't this female celebrity look a lot like your younger sister?"
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