Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 603 -603: Raising a Star (26)

Chapter 603 -603: Raising a Star (26)

Feng Wang lifted his hand to touch his forehead, which still throbbed with pain. His peripheral vision shifted toward Chuzheng beside him, who was just tossing the used items into the medical box.

There was no mistake…

She really was throwing them.

“What do you think about my proposal from earlier?”

Chuzheng suddenly looked up, and Feng Wang’s gaze failed to escape in time, colliding with Chuzheng’s in mid-air.

It was like encountering snow on an intensely hot afternoon.

His heartbeat and blood flow seemed to freeze.

Feng Wang’s delicate brows and eyes were filled with confusion, his pale lips parted slightly: “What?”

Chuzheng calmly asked, “Would you mind switching to a different backer?”

Feng Wang was jolted awake, each word hitting him like a thousand-pound boulder, causing ripples in his heart.

Feng Wang hugged his arms and leaned back, snorting lightly, “Junior Sister, my backer is perfectly fine, why would I change?”

“Thank you for coming today, I won’t see you out.”

The eviction order from Feng Wang came swiftly and urgently.

“I think I’m more suitable.” Of course, she would keep the Good Person Card to herself!

Feng Wang chuckled with a hint of proud amusement in his brows: “Junior Sister, on what basis do you think you’re more suitable? What can you bring me?”

“Whatever you want, I can provide.” No matter whether it’s possible, grab it first and talk later.

[…]This friggin’ scum!

Feng Wang’s eyelashes drooped, concealing the emotions in his eyes.

His flaxen hair was a mess at the moment, with two strands sticking up, making him appear like a young lion that had suddenly retracted its claws and teeth, uncharacteristically docile.

Chuzheng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Feng Wang looked up.

Chuzheng placed her hand behind her back, and Feng Wang frowned, looking at her oddly.

Chuzheng returned the look with a composed gaze.

When stared at like this, Feng Wang felt somewhat flustered and looked away first.

“I want the lead role in the movie ‘Road to Heaven’. If you give it to me, I’ll consider the matter of changing backers.” Feng Wang set the bar high, hoping to discourage Chuzheng, since the lead role for “Road to Heaven” had already been decided.

Yet Chuzheng nodded without hesitation: “Mhm.”

Feng Wang: “…”

Chuzheng had scenes to shoot and didn’t stay any longer.

As she was leaving, Chuzheng reached out and plucked at Feng Wang’s head.

Before Feng Wang could react, she quickly withdrew from the ‘crime scene’.

On the way out, she bought some food and had it sent up to him.

–

Chuzheng took out the pill bottle she had brought with her earlier; it was all in English. Chuzheng searched on her phone but couldn’t find any useful information online.

Chuzheng took a photo of the bottle and posted it on a forum.

Soon someone pointed out that it was medicine for treating manic disorder, which was probably not available in China and very hard to find abroad.

Manic disorder?

Does the Good Person Card have a manic disorder?

Chuzheng didn’t really notice it; he seemed quite normal… not entirely, considering that unprovoked assault from before.

A diagnosed Bastard is bound to be not as normal as he seems.

Scary.

Chuzheng did some online research on manic disorder.

The more she read, the scarier it got.

She closed the webpage.

Chuzheng took a deep breath: From now on, I must be kind to the Good Person Card, I can’t provoke him. I have to indulge him, whatever he says is right.

Mhm!

I’ll try my best!

–

Feng Wang received transfers from Chuzheng every day, which he naturally did not accept.

However, after a few days, Chuzheng somehow got his bank card number and directly deposited money into his account.

The amounts grew larger with each transaction.

It was as if she was using this to prove that the matter of changing backers was not just talk.

She was actually serious about becoming his patron.

Feng Wang’s feelings were complicated, and he tossed and turned every night, unable to sleep.

What was happening?

On the fifth sleepless night, Feng Wang received a call from the Road to Heaven production team, inviting him to play the male lead.

Feng Wang hung up the call, feeling somewhat stunned.

He called Lan Ling, “Lan Ling, what’s the deal with Chi Chuzheng?”

Lan Ling, “Not sure, seems rich.”

Lan Ling gave a six-word assessment.

Feng Wang, angry, “You don’t know her background, and you dared to sign her on?”

Lan Ling said, “She’s got money. Otherwise, where would your dear mother get the funds to settle all these messes for you? Feng Wang, can’t you stay out of trouble for a single day? Relying on that face of yours, even if your acting sucks, you won’t be short of money; look at the trouble you’ve caused…”

Lan Ling rambled on and on.

Feng Wang hung up the phone rationally.

He opened WeChat.

The last message was still a transfer notification.

The time was this morning.

Feng Wang lay down on the sofa, his head aching.

–

It was already evening by the time Chuzheng found out the transfer had been accepted. She opened her phone to see that the transfer she sent that morning had been claimed in full.

Chuzheng’s eyes darkened slightly as she transferred another ten thousand yuan to him.

Feng Wang claimed it very quickly.

So he accepted the Good Person Card just like that?

She thought he would struggle a bit.

[Galaxy Supreme Handsome Prince Feng: Greetings, Patron Saint.]

[Chuzheng: Have you eaten?]

[Galaxy Supreme Handsome Prince Feng: No, attending an event.]

Feng Wang sent a short video. The bustling banquet hall was bright with light, and people were mingling with glasses in hand.

After sending that, there was no more response from Chuzheng.

Feng Wang, bored in his corner, saw the insincerity of the banquet reflected in his beautiful eyes, his expression somewhat listless.

“Feng Wang.”

Fang Li appeared in front of Feng Wang with a female companion.

“Fang Li, you haven’t learned your lesson from last time, and you want another go?” Feng Wang raised an eyebrow at him. “You’re going to such lengths to get me on the trending searches—should I thank you?”

“Do you have no shame?” Fang Li gave him a cold sideways glance.

“Of course I do, otherwise how would I have patrons supporting me?” Feng Wang started dropping hints about his patron at the drop of a hat.

“Heh…” Fang Li sneered, “All this time and I haven’t seen your patron show up. Feng Wang, did you make up this patron yourself?”

Fang Li had long been suspicious.

If Feng Wang really had a patron, with his show-off nature, why won’t he make it public?

Yet if there was no patron, then why did Feng Wang always seem to have a benefactor to help him out?

No matter what happened, in the end he was always fine.

Something felt off to Fang Li.

Feng Wang’s eyes gleamed darkly, a slight smile on his lips, softly defiant, “Our patron doesn’t like to appear in public. Do you have a problem with that?”

In the past, I made it up, but now it’s different, I really have one!

Righteous and resolute.

Under Fang Li’s skeptical gaze, Feng Wang continued, “Even if you have a problem, it’s no use, you can’t find a patron to back you.”

Fang Li, suppressing his anger, his teeth gritted, “Not everyone is like you.”

“Of course we’re different,” Feng Wang glanced at him with ambiguous meaning, and said in a low voice, “After all… I have a patron, and you don’t.”

Fang Li and Feng Wang almost debuted at the same time.

Back when they first started, Feng Wang’s appearance was a sharp weapon. Even with terrible acting skills, he still managed to become a hit.

Fang Li was different, his looks weren’t bad either, but his style was too distinct, and he was relegated to play roles like the boy-next-door or little brother.

Fang Li was envious of Feng Wang’s face.

Their presence didn’t mesh well either; if they appeared together, trouble was sure to brew.

Over time, they became arch enemies.