Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 587: Chapter 587: Raising a Star (10)

Chapter 587: Chapter 587: Raising a Star (10)

“Forget about hotels, Bastard would probably even have me buy planets if it came to that.”

Wen Yanyu watched as Chuzheng made several phone calls in a row, the content of which she could hardly understand.

She knew what each word meant when taken alone, but strung together, they made no sense to her.

Buy a hotel?

Is she serious?

Does she think this is some small tavern that she can just decide to buy?

What on earth is Chi Chuzheng up to?

Wen Yanyu’s hostility towards her stemmed entirely from Chu Anyang. If it weren’t for Chu Anyang’s involvement with her, Wen Yanyu probably wouldn’t even want to acknowledge her existence.

Chuzheng hung up the phone, “Follow me.”

Wen Yanyu let out a cold laugh and followed Chuzheng back to the staircase they had visited earlier.

The staff, seeing them return, was still duty-bound to stop them: “I’m sorry…”

Before he could finish, the staff pressed an earpiece to his ear, listened for a moment, and then stepped aside: “Ladies, please go upstairs.”

Wen Yanyu: “…”

Walking side by side in her high heels, Wen Yanyu asked Chuzheng, “Did you really buy Aiden Hotel?”

“Mhm.” Buying, of course, wasn’t possible, but becoming a shareholder was no issue; naturally, such details didn’t need to be spelled out.

Wen Yanyu: “…”

She had just assumed that Chuzheng was up to some mischief.

Now, Wen Yanyu began to feel uncertain deep down.

Wen Yanyu suspiciously sized up Chuzheng, who had seemed somewhat tense and uneasy during their previous encounters.

But all she saw in her today was confidence and composure, exuding a presence so strong she felt she couldn’t hold her own against it.

Was it all an act before?

Are today’s actors really this powerful?

“Which resting room is Chu Anyang in?” Chuzheng asked the staff trailing behind them.

In the past, divulging guest information was definitely off-limits, but now that Chuzheng was with the hotel, the staff respectfully pointed out the room: “It’s this one.”

Chuzheng tried the handle, but it was locked from the inside; she quietly let go, not making a sound.

Chuzheng held out her hand to the staff member.

The staff hesitated, but eventually retrieved the spare key.

Instead of using it, Chuzheng handed the key to Wen Yanyu.

“Chu Anyang is inside.” Chuzheng handed over the key and then walked away.

“You…”

“No need to thank me, I just want you to stop bothering me.”

Chuzheng, with the staff member in tow, left, while Wen Yanyu stood alone in front of the resting room. Holding the key, she took a deep breath, inserted it, and turned it…

–

Chuzheng returned downstairs to find Lan Ling searching for her everywhere.

Upon seeing her, Lan Ling pulled her into a corner, first sniffing her for any sign of alcohol… there was no smell of liquor at all…

“You just said about buying a hotel…”

“I’ve got it sorted.”

“???”

Lan Ling had three question marks floating above her head.

How much time had passed since then?

And it’s all settled?

Was this a hotel purchase?

It seems more like buying cabbage!

It took a while for Lan Ling to speak up: “Are you not joking?”

Chuzheng shook her head.

There were no jokes to be made here.

She wasn’t that bored.

Lan Ling was about to say more when she caught a glimpse of the evening’s main guest and quickly swallowed her words: “I’ll take you over there; make sure to put on a good show.”

Without a word from Chuzheng, Lan Ling took it as agreement.

The person in charge at Fanluoya knew Lan Ling, and after exchanging pleasantries, Lan Ling steered the conversation toward the topic of the endorsement.

Many people came tonight specifically for this, and the other party was obviously very picky.

Even though Chuzheng had an outstanding temperament and appearance, the other party didn’t show much interest in further conversation, only saying they would consider it seriously.

“Something is off about their response.” After they parted ways, Lan Ling immediately had a hunch.

The endorsement deal is probably going to fall through.

Chuzheng sipped her champagne leisurely, and Lan Ling, seeing her unruffled demeanor, started to feel anxious on her behalf: “Did you offend someone?”

“…” Chuzheng fell silent for a moment, the question catching her off guard: “Does Chu Anyang count?”

Lan Ling’s brows furrowed lightly: “Of course, he counts.”

Chuzheng silently exchanged a look with her.

It seemed like Lan Ling was thinking of a solution, but with Chu Anyang’s Eastern Entertainment standing tall, even if Lan Ling had some tricks up her sleeve, they seemed inadequate compared to the entertainment giant.

In the end, she said, “I’ll think of another way. If we can’t get this endorsement, there are others.”

With her own artist at odds with Eastern Entertainment, the path ahead wouldn’t be easy.

–

Since the endorsement discussion wasn’t successful, Lan Ling didn’t see a reason for Chuzheng to stick around.

Although there were many people here worth meeting, Lan Ling felt that Chuzheng, having just left Eastern Entertainment, wasn’t in the right place to be interacting with these individuals.

So, she promptly took her leave.

Lan Ling drove Chuzheng back first. Chuzheng, bored, played with her phone, which suddenly vibrated.

It was a text from an unknown number.

[How long have Jian Dan and Chu Anyang been together?]

Without guessing, she knew who sent it.

Chuzheng typed slowly.

[Don’t know, before me.]

[So, you were covering for them before?] Wen Yanyu hit the nail on the head, as if seeing Jian Dan made everything clear to her.

[Yes.]

[Alright, I got it. About that previous incident, it was my, Wen Yanyu’s, fault. You came today for Fanluoya’s endorsement, right? Tomorrow, I will have someone contact you as compensation.]

Wen Yanyu admitted her mistake very straightforwardly.

And she even offered a big gift as an apology.

[No need.] Chuzheng declined, [I’m not lacking an endorsement.]

Wen Yanyu probably remembered how Chuzheng had bought the Aiden Hotel as if she were buying vegetables at a market.

[You bought Aiden Hotel today just to put on this show for me to watch?]

[You could say that.]

If it weren’t for this show, King’s Account wouldn’t have posted that task.

Wen Yanyu must have been at a loss for words and ended the conversation.

Just as Chuzheng put down her phone, Lan Ling received an incoming call.

“What’s up?”

“What?” Lan Ling’s voice raised a few notches, “Stop him, okay!? If you can’t stop him, then stop the reporters!”

Lan Ling hung up the phone, turned to Chuzheng, “One of my artists just got into a bit of trouble, I have to go there now. It’s not safe to leave you here; come with me, and you can drive back after I arrive.”

“Oh.”

–

The car stopped outside a clubhouse, and Lan Ling took her phone and got out of the car right away.

There was quite a crowd gathered outside the clubhouse, bustling and noisy.

After Lan Ling went over, the noise didn’t die down; in fact, it got even louder.

Chuzheng glanced a few times but couldn’t see clearly from afar. Since it wasn’t appropriate for her to go down and join the commotion, she decided not to look any longer. She moved from the passenger seat to the driver’s seat, ready to leave.

As she started the car, she saw Lan Ling approaching with someone in tow, while others held back the rest of the crowd.

Lan Ling opened the car door and shoved that person in.

“Chuzheng, help me out, take him away for now.”

“Where to?” Chuzheng was somewhat reluctant; this was like dumping a problem on her.

“Just…take him to your apartment for now. This is my newly signed artist, don’t make a fuss, just go with her.”

The last sentence was directed at the person Lan Ling had pushed into the car.

The person Lan Ling pushed in, wearing a hoodie with the hood up, looked up at Chuzheng after hearing Lan Ling’s words and responded nonchalantly: “Okay. But that person first…”

“That’s enough from you!”

Lan Ling, furious, slammed the car door shut.