Chapter 744: Coaxing His Majesty, Asking Si Fuqing to Save Ji Qingwei (2)
The sudden transformation in Chen Wenxin’s attitude towards Si Fuqing left the other interns in astonishment.
They all knew that just before the recording of the program started, Chen Wenxin and Wu Wanying had asked to switch groups.
After filming began, both of them clashed frequently with Si Fuqing.
So, how had Chen Wenxin’s perception of Si Fuqing spun a plete three hundred and sixty degrees in just a blink of an eye?
Wu Wanying frowned, “What’s going on?”
“I didn’t expect her to be so magnanimous, pletely disregarding my previous ridicule,” Chen Wenxin sighed in relief. “Wanying, she’s actually quite impressive. Just now—”
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Wu Wanying cut him off, “Stop it, I don’t want to hear anything related to her. Do whatever you want, but don’t drag me into it.”
In the entertainment industry, Si Fuqing’s salary was enough to provoke envy among top professionals from other fields.
While they struggled hard to secure offers on variety shows, Si Fuqing did nothing and yet earned millions.
Wu Wanying’s dislike for Si Fuqing had reached a peak.
Bai Jinxi’s expression darkened.
Si Fuqing was indeed impressive, quietly winning over a talented student from Great Xia University with her skilled means.
Lu Xingheng crossed his arms, “You’re quite forgiving…”
“And what grudge do I hold against him?” Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow. “Because he made a few cheap remarks about me? Did I lose a single hair over it? Besides, he’s genuinely diligent in his medical studies.”
Lu Xingheng looked at her lush hair, silent.
Not losing hair while studying medicine, that’s magical.
Si Fuqing replied calmly, “I take revenge where it’s due, but harboring resentment over a few words is narrow-minded and makes life unnecessarily hard.”
Lu Xingheng seemed to ponder her words, “I’ve learned something.”
“But I suggest you sometimes keep your mouth shut,” Si Fuqing smiled, “or I might break your legs.”
Lu Xingheng was taken aback.
I thought you weren’t one to hold grudges over words?
Well, he decided to keep quiet.
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After nearly two weeks of filming “The Birth of an Employee,” the production team released some behind-the-scenes footage on Weibo.
[Studying medicine is too tough, interns are even working overtime till two in the morning.]
[Although… I really don’t see the point of Si Fuqing participating in this show.]
[The point is to show the public the huge gap between medical students and big celebrities, quite ironic.]
[Even doctors like Qin Yusong might not make as much in a year as Si Fuqing does in a day. When will they swap salaries between celebrities and doctors?]
Since last year, the high earnings of celebrities had already started to stir public dissatisfaction.
Especially those with little talent, yet earning hundreds of millions.
Under the Weibo post of “The Birth of an Employee,” many ments echoed this sentiment, though there were trolls and rival fans stirring trouble too.
Sang Yanqing had someone handle these IP addresses.
She glanced at a plain-looking female star, “I’d like to ask, where’s your salary?”
“A part went to feeding dogs, some I gave to my boss, and some I donated,” Si Fuqing sighed. “I bought a down jacket today and now I only have eighteen left on me. How e I’m so poor?”
Sang Yanqing was shocked by this figure, “You don’t keep anything for yourself?”
“Aren’t meals covered by the show?” Si Fuqing lazily replied, “Sister Sang, you wouldn’t believe it, the hospital meals are quite good and cheap, ten for two meats and two veggies. Mr. Cai gave me a meal card, said I could eat there anytime.”
Sang Yanqing was impressed, “You have work this weekend. ‘Seeking the Lost’ has a screening at Great Xia University, and you’re attending.”
February 4th was New Year’s, and after the premiere of “Seeking the Lost,” it would be released nationwide.
Sang Yanqing sighed, “I hope the spread of this movie helps the LI family find their child.”
Si Fuqing squinted, “Movies won’t help, you need professionals.”
She was waiting for JI Xingzhi and Old Master Ji to arrive in the city of Sijiu.
Ten minutes later, a minivan stopped in front of a villa.
Due to her dire finances, Si Fuqing had canceled her hotel room and successfully applied for a room at Yu Xiheng’s villa.
“Sister Sang, my boss is great for taking me in,” Si Fuqing invited, “Want to stay for dinner?”
“No need,” Sang Yanqing declined, pausing before gently advising, “Qingqing, you have to be more aware.”
Otherwise, she might not even realize if she was pletely taken advantage of.
The kitchen was already prepared with food, Xi Jiang guarding the entrance, strictly keeping Si Fuqing out.
Regretfully, she carried the two boxes of tea she had bought into the study.
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