Chapter 679: Kicked an Iron Plate! (2)
Chapter 679: Kicked an Iron Plate! (2)
Translator: _Min
[In the grand scheme of things, human energy is indeed limited. Even shooting in installments demands extensive preparation. Is Si Fuqing truly able to manage such a workload? It would be better to focus wholeheartedly on preparation rather than juggle everything and risk mediocrity.]
[I just want to put it out here in case anyone is wondering, she’s even registered for the Oracle Professional League, not just sticking to this one job.] Netizens expressed their confusion with question marks.
This morning, the Oracle’s official website announced the list of two hundred and fifty-six teams selected for the Great Xia regional competition.
Following the selection round, the teams would enter the playoffs, with the finals scheduled for May.
The energy required to battle through to the finals was immense.
At the Ji family’s end, Ji Boyan was closely monitoring the list of teams.
He was surprised to see that the captain of the Five State team was not Jing Zhou as expected, but Si Fuqing. “What’s going on here?” he puzzled.
His assistant reported, “It appears that Si Fuqing has acquired the Five State team and recruited several members, allowing them to re-enter the selection competition. ”
“Si Fuqing?” Ji Boyan frowned. “Oh, I remember now. She’s the spokesperson for Oracle, quite beautiful. Why did she suddenly buy the Five State team? I had hoped the Five State team would not recover.”
Since Jing Zhou was not complying with him, he was, of course, set on destroying him.
“What do you suggest, Young Master?” the assistant inquired.
“Her APM in the celebrity exhibition was around 340, right?” Ji Boyan squinted. “Not very impressive. What is a spokesperson doing meddling in professional leagues, and opposing me at that?”
If Si Fuqing had been just another celebrity, he would have had someone take care of her already.
But being connected with Oracle made things complicated.
“She probably formed the team just for fun, not because she needs money,” Ji Boyan mused. “Go to An City and ask if she wants to join the Galaxy team. I can offer her connections. There are many women in the Galaxy team; she could enjoy herself there. ”
He knew a few B-list celebrities who made tens of millions annually.
Si Fuqing’s current status couldn’t be measured in typical terms, as she hadn’t yet released any works.
Yet, her dual role as a spokesperson for RM and Oracle elevated her commercial value to the top ranks in the country.
Her earnings must be in the hundreds of millions, rivaling that of the nouveau riche.
If she made it to the finals, the prize money would be in the hundreds of millions, but no one from the Great Xia Empire had managed that feat in many years.
Investing heavily in esports only to walk away without any prize money would be a loss.
Ji Boyan believed that if Si Fuqing was just playing around, she would abandon the Five State team.
A star would certainly know better than to clash with the Ji family for the sake of Jing Zhou.
The assistant nodded and left to make preparations.
Late at night.
Si Fuqing took advantage of Sang Yanqing’s distraction and stealthily grabbed a few bottles of alcohol to enjoy outside.
Yu Xiheng was waiting on a bench.
As she approached, he glanced at the alcohol in her hands. “Forgot you shouldn’t drink?”
“Not that I can’t,” Si Fuqing showed her little finger, “It’s just that my destructive power increases a bit when I drink. But since you’re here, boss, you can calm me down without knocking me out, so I can have a little.”
“Oh?” Yu Xiheng raised an eyebrow leisurely. “It seems you invited me out just to drink. Am I just a tool then?”
“Of course not,” Si Fuqing replied earnestly. “I’m here to report on my work. I managed to earn eighty million for this job. I’ll share half of it with you, boss.”
Yu Xiheng fell silent for a moment.
He remembered what Yu Tang had said long ago.
When someone who loves money is willing to share it with you, it must be true love.
Though meant as a joke about allowance, it made sense.
Yet, as he looked into her clear, bright eyes, all sensible thoughts seemed to lose their meaning.
Obtuse, he thought.
Si Fuqing rested her chin on her hands, blinking, “You don’t believe me?”
Yu Xiheng returned from his thoughts, smiling faintly. “If you say so, I believe you. Drink if you want.”
Decisively, Si Fuqing opened two bottles of beer. “Then I’ll drink by myself since you don’t.”
Yu Xiheng leaned back and watched her. “You remembered that from just one mention?”
“Rule number one for a good employee is to remember the boss’s preferences,” Si Fuqing gulped down a bottle. “Dedication is my forte.”
Yu Xiheng remained silent, simply watching her drink.
She had a decent tolerance, drinking five or six bottles in one go, then began her usual antics, acting like a plant.
After drinking, she was rather well-behaved..