Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 234 - 211 Mysterious Agent!

I heard that Fang Bei’s Youth Training Camp has its event in July, just like Jiang’s new product launch.

It seems that these two are already competitors in terms of traffic.

Jian Manman glanced at the number of replies and views of that news, both of which surpassed the ones from Xia Ye’s official endorsement announcement.

She even saw a reporter livestreaming on a short video platform, stubbornly waiting at the entrance of FB Club, claiming they’d wait until ’Night God’ finished signing the contract to try and capture a frontal shot, so the viewers could get an early glimpse of the true face.

In the livestream, a hundred thousand people did nothing but wait, just to see ’Night God’ appear.

Since it was a competitive situation, Jian Manman was determined to support ’Night God’, because the more glorious and popular ’Night God’ became, the bleaker Xia Ye’s product launch would be.

It’d be even better if she could write some antagonistic blurbs about the rivalry between the two, then Xia Ye’s event would be in an even worse position!

She had to make President Jiang realize that not choosing her, the dependable and popular current it-girl of traffic, was such a mistake!

"You want to buy trending search spots for this ’Night God’? Trending searches are quite expensive now, you know. We even have to specify in the contract that the party on the other end pays for them," Jia Mingmei felt that it would be better not to get involved in this matter.

But Jian Manman had made up her mind, "As long as it can overshadow that Xia Ye, this amount of money is nothing. If Xia Ye really gets popular, he’ll become my biggest stumbling block in the future!"

Jia Mingmei had nothing else to say and just muttered softly, "That really benefits ’Night God’ for nothing. He doesn’t spend a cent, and someone buys him popularity. If it was someone we knew, it’d be fine, but it just happens to be someone whose identity isn’t even clear..."

Jian Manman, irritated by her ’buzzing’, reclined her seat and pulled over an L-brand Little Tiangao fleece blanket over herself, "Never mind who ’he’ is, as long as it’s not Xia Ye, this money is well spent on ’him’! And Jia sister, don’t worry. After the Youth Training Camp, I’ll find an opportunity to let ’him’ know who his big benefactor is and helping him out. Perhaps, there will even be a win-win outcome..."

Her decision to support ’Night God’ was based on two considerations.

Besides snatching away Xia Ye’s traffic, there’s another point: ’Night God’ is currently with FB’s team.

As the saying goes, ’Two tigers cannot share one mountain’.

As a rookie, if ’Night God’ could quickly make a big splash at FB, Xia Xing was certain to be dissatisfied.

They might sound like they’re from the same club and should show unity and fraternity, but Jian Manman didn’t believe for a second that Xia Xing would be that generous.

She’d not only slap Xia Ye in the face but also cause trouble for Xia Xing!

Who told Xia Xing to disrespect her that day in the makeup room and be so kind to a junior makeup artist!

Using ’Night God’ well, with so many advantages at hand, Jian Manman thought she was simply too smart!

Having no choice, Jia Mingmei sighed, "Alright then, I’ll make the call..."

**

"Hissss, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Pang Shen pressed the bottom of the Fang Bei cup filled with icy drinks against his leg to cool it down.

He winced from the pain, his sexy stubble slightly twisted, looking quite comical.

When the cup moved away, there was a clear burnt hole in the trousers, with blistering skin visible beneath.

And those pants were super expensive!!

Pang Shen looked up at the very real Xia Yan standing in front of him.

It didn’t seem like a dream, he wasn’t waking up even with all the pain.

"Come on, isn’t this your sister? She is Night..."

His tone was so astonished as if he had seen a ghost.

Had he not known Xia Xing’s character, he would have thought Xia Xing was joking with him.

On the other side, Xia Xing simply nodded, "Yes, it’s her. I also just found out not long ago."

Pang Shen felt slightly better hearing this, "You just found out too?"

Then he saw Xia Xing respond seriously, "Yeah, I found out... about two months ago."

Damn!

It had only been three months since they had started looking for Night God, right?!

Xia Ye casually combed her long hair, throwing a hat casually on, not to cover her eyes and face this time, so the brim was lifted high, making her look... even more beautiful.

Her delicate features were simply too exquisite.

The peerless beauty who could have walked straight out of a painting, with looks rivaling the famed Pan An, could not be more than this...

Pang Shen unconsciously swallowed, wanting to light up another cigarette, but the burning sensation on his leg urged him otherwise.

The hand-speed champion and technically superior e-sports goddess was not only a woman... but also Xia Xing’s beautiful sister!!

Pang Shen suddenly stood up from the sofa, went to the desk, opened the middle drawer in a slightly flustered manner, and rummaged through it to pull out a contract.

No more talking, it was time to sign the contract right away!

On the day of the Youth Training Camp’s entrance examination, if people knew ’Night God’ was her...

The scene would be unimaginable.

This kidney-selling money was spent so well!

But with the contract on the table, Xia Ye was in no hurry to sign.

She slowly lifted her eyes, "Let’s wait a bit, my agent hasn’t arrived yet."

Xia Xing made a sound of "Hm?" and changed his posture, crossing his legs and turning towards Xia Ye, stretching his arm over the back of the sofa behind her, "You have an agent now?"

He had thought about competing for the spot himself!

Xia Ye slightly pursed her lips, "Yeah, I have an agent. He said he’d be here in about fifteen minutes. He went to get a vaccine today and was delayed. Let’s wait for him, otherwise, he’ll be unhappy."

Pang Shen and Xia Xing frowned simultaneously.

The more they listened, the more confused they became.

Which agency’s agent is acting so boldly?

Daring to be unhappy with this young lady?

Xia Ye has said to wait for the agent to come, so Pang Shen doesn’t dare to leave either.

While waiting, he casually browsed his phone and murmured in surprise, "Eh? Why is ’Night God’ joining our FB trending again? I checked this morning and it was already off the list. Is it the reporters downstairs doing this? But the effect can’t be this fast, right?"

Xia Xing casually asked, "Which number on the trending list?"

Pang Shen looked at him somewhat bewildered, "Second."

"?"

Even Xia Xing was quite astonished.

Second place on the trending list is not a position you can take lightly.

Pang Shen couldn’t think of any other reason and asked, "Wow, did you buy it..."

Before he could finish, Xia Xing immediately turned to the young lady with raised hands to show his innocence, "Little Tiangao, it really wasn’t Second Brother doing this, Second Brother knows you don’t like trending!"

Xia Ye stared at him for a while, then leaned back against the sofa and sighed lightly, "So annoying."

Watching the sibling’s reactions, Pang Shen’s expression was somewhat mystified.

The thought process of a big family clan is really different – where others are doing everything possible to buy their way onto the trending list, and it’d be a stroke of good luck not having to spend a dime to trend.

But here they are, seeing themselves trending and not happy about it at all, even quite annoyed?

Pang Shen pinched his hand helplessly, not saying a word; anyhow, he definitely thought it was a great thing.

But just who is the kind soul that pushed this young lady onto the trending list... who could it be?

Fifteen minutes later, a rather luxurious car stopped at the club entrance.

Pang Shen leaned halfway out the window looking down.

The driver bent over to open the back door, holding an umbrella with cartoon patterns, perfectly blocking Pang Shen’s view.

Wow, quite the grand entrance.

The reporters initially swarmed over but, upon seeing who alighted from the car, exchanged glances in confusion, seemingly lacking interest in taking photos and quickly dispersed.

Which was normal.

Agents seldom are famous enough that reporters are all clamoring to interview them.

Xia Ye’s phone rang; the other two in the meeting room couldn’t hear clearly what was said. They just saw Xia Ye smile brightly, her expression even showing a hint of indulgence as she said, "Alright, come up when you arrive, I’ve been waiting for you, don’t forget to close the door when you enter."

A few more minutes passed, and the team members waiting outside the meeting room heard a "ding" from the elevator next to them.

When the elevator door opened, the team members looked straight ahead and saw nothing.

They looked down—

A well-dressed... little bean.

Jiang Yunyang, in a little gray striped suit with a slicked-back hairdo and a top hat.

Underneath was a white shirt, and on his short little neck was a tied necktie.

He also carried a miniature briefcase, every inch a super-mini little overlord.

Looking quite proper.

Knowing he was coming today to help Sister Little Tiangao sign a contract, he didn’t cry at all when he got his vaccination earlier, and after changing his clothes at home, that’s what caused the delay.

He looked at the team members gathered at the door with a very serious expression, "May I ask if this is where the meeting room is?"

The team members nodded dumbfoundedly.

Jiang Yunyang pinched the brim of his hat, nodding politely like a gentleman.

He took steps forward, and the team members automatically made way for him at the door.

They still had no idea—

Who was this little bean?

What was he here for?

The meeting room was currently discussing confidential matters with even the curtains drawn. Could this little bean really be allowed in?

The next second, the door opened.

It opened just a small crack.

Jiang Yunyang strolled in leisurely.

Seeing this, the team members craned their necks to follow him inside and catch a glimpse of Night God. Remembering Sister Little Tiangao’s teachings, Jiang Yunyang, once inside, propelled the door shut with a quick kick backward, and once again, the team members were left outside.

That little kick he did had an inexplicably crafty air to it.

Inside the meeting room.

"Little Yangyang, sit next to Sister," Xia Ye said, lifting her elegant hand and patting the spot next to her.

Jiang Yunyang’s little voice was warm and cheerful, "Okay~!"

Pang Shen and Xia Xing, two handsome guys, blankly watched him go from the door to the sofa area, then climb onto the sofa with effort to sit next to Xia Ye.

Jiang Yunyang opened the briefcase, took out a grid notebook, a Xinhua dictionary, an automatic pencil for young writers, and a roast chicken-shaped eraser.

Then, facing the astonished gazes of Brother Xing and the messy uncle, he announced with utmost formality, "Alright, let’s start discussing the details about Sister Little Tiangao’s contract~"