Si Fuqing's Financial Backer

Zuo Xianyu was perplexed by the scene.

She saw Si Fuqing say something to the person inside before she bent down and got into the car.

The white car drove off.

Zuo Xianyu was deep in thought.

She knew that Si Fuqing was in the entertainment industry and signed with Tianle Media.

Zuo Xianyu did not have much experience in this field, but she knew that the entertainment industry was a very chaotic and messy place. It was not uncommon for people to sleep with others in order to get a better placement and resources.

She was the deputy chairperson of the Zuo Group and had encountered many things at the cocktail party.

With Si Fuqing's professional ability, and the fact she could still be the dance mentor of the popular show "Youth With You", she must have done some shady exchanges.

However, Zuo Xianyu was not bothered enough to find out who Si Fuqing's financial backer was.

However, the car she saw just now looked very clean, but it was not a luxury car.

It was probably a self-installed car and was not worth much.

Zuo Xianyu was a little disappointed.

After all, Si Fuqing had been in the Zuo family for so long, but she had degenerated herself, she really did not deserve Old Master Zuo's teachings.

But what did this have to do with her?

Zuo Xianyu retracted her gaze and turned to leave.

**

In the car.

Si Fuqing sat on the left and put her palms together. "Boss, thank you for driving to pick me up on the account that I'm so poor that I can't even afford to take the bus. However, let's agree that you can't deduct my salary."

Feng San's mouth twitched.

He was indeed worried that Si Fuqing had ill intentions towards Yu Xiheng, so he had to be careful.

However, after a few interactions, he was sure that Si Fuqing's true love was only money.

Hearing this, Yu Xiheng's eyebrows moved. He put down the book in his hand and looked at her with his head propped up, then said slowly, "Didn't you just take a few hundred million from the Zuo family?"

"I didn't earn it. "Si Fuqing wasn't surprised that he knew. She held her chin. "Only when you earn your own money can you feel at ease."

Yu Xiheng did not respond to her.

Feng San coughed twice. "Miss Si, Brother Nine and I saw that the Zuo family seemed to be in a hurry. Did something happen?"

"You mean that?" Si Fuqing didn't seem to take much care of the matter, as she said. "I just crippled Zuo Zonghe's right hand."

Feng San felt a thousand twists and turns when he heard the word "just", and he was a little frightened.

Everyone in Lin knew how deep the conflict between the Zuo family and Si Fuqing was.

They were indeed here because they were worried about Si Fuqing.

Now it seemed that they had indeed made a wasted trip.

"Boss, you're really a good boss. Not only do you pay five insurances and one fund for your employees, but you also guarantee their safety." Si Fuqing blinked her eyes and put her palms together again. "I really love you.""

Feng San couldn't listen anymore and drove expressionlessly.

"What time will we need to arrive at?" Yu Xiheng asked.

"8:30 is good." Si Fuqing rubbed her stomach. She then made herself feel comfortable and stated her intention. "I'm hungry. Can I have breakfast first?"

"..."

**

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of a steamed bun porridge shop.

This place was far from the city, so there was no one in the shop.

Feng San watched as Si Fuqing ordered three baskets of steamed buns and a bowl of black rice porridge.

Yu Xiheng was still calm. He took out a tissue to wipe the table and bench and said, "A basket of veggie steam bun"

Feng San quickly reported it to the merchant and ordered two baskets of meat buns for himself.

Soon, a few baskets of steamed buns were served.

"Hey, I didn't know you were so down-to-earth, Boss." Si Fuqing took a bite of the bun. "I thought you wouldn't eat from roadside stalls."

To be able to afford a bodyguard fee of 100,000 a day, of course, one had to come from a big family.

The young masters and young ladies of wealthy families were very particular about their food.

Yu Xiheng stopped for a moment, then said, "This is nothing."

Although it had been 1,500 years since then, he often thought back to those years of war.

The loyal bones were buried in the mountains, and the bodies were wrapped in the horse leather.

He could lose his life at any time, so why would he care about what he ate?

"Yes, indeed." Si Fuqing took another sip of porridge and quietly said, "I have been reading history books recently, right. Yesterday, I saw the famous battle of the West Region led by the Emperor Yin."

"The book says that during the freezing winter, the food supplies were in short supply. Even Emperor Yin could only eat grass and bite hard ice. The fact is that I'm sitting here and drinking hot porridge, how can I not be satisfied? Only if I could go back and bring them food."

However, she had never been picky about her food.

In the past, she would be locked up in the laboratory for a month and would drink nutritional supplements to replenish her strength.

Unlike her prodigal second senior brother and third senior sister, the two of them were known as the prodigal combination of the sect. The finance officer in charge of reimbursement had hugged her leg and cried several times because of them.

Yu Xiheng raised his head and looked at the girl.

At this moment, his light brown eyes seemed to have dimmed a little, like the torrential rain, his gaze was suppressive.

Si Fuqing picked up another bun and noticed his gaze. "Boss?"

Is he trying to deduct my money?

"Eat well." Yu Xiheng looked away. His tone was not high but it was intimidating. "Don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping."

Feng San jumped in fright and covered his mouth with a bun out of reflex, indicating that he would never say a word.

Si Fuqing replied casually and continued to enjoy her breakfast.

After they ate, she took out her makeup bag and applied a new Gothic-style makeup on herself. Under Feng San's dazed gaze, she got into the car contentedly.

**

8:20 pm, backstage of the training camp of "Youth With You".

The director and producer were checking the latest voting rankings.

"Xie Yu is really strong." The director sighed. "A personal trainee is so competitive."

The producer slowly blew out a smoke ring. "This is after the fact we suppressed the vote."

The director looked at the real votes backstage and couldn't help but be shocked.

With the votes suppressed, he could still be ranked second?

"Oh right, Si Fuqing only took three days off. She has to be present for the second class allocation assessment today." The producer asked, "What did Tianle say?"

"Let's proceed with the original plan." The director said, "Si Fuqing will create all the controversies on the show. Even if there are no controversies, they have to be edited out to increase the popularity of the show."

Only with controversies and arguments could the popularity of the show increase.

Unlike the fans, they knew that Si Fuqing was actually a sacrifice for "Youth With You".

After all, Si Fuqing's resume was the worst among the four mentors.

Not only did she not receive any substantial awards, but she was not good with sing, dance, and rap even after two years of debut.

Every time the Starry Sky Girls performed on stage, she would be the background.

Such a person was going to be the dance mentor for a boy group show? and commented on the performance students?

It was simply laughable.

What else could she be if not a victim of the show?