After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 75 - : Seeking Only Glory and Wealth, Not a Trace of True Affection

Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Seeking Only Glory and Wealth, Not a Trace of True Affection

Bai Tingyu looked at Shen Zhiyi, his expression devilishly carefree, “So, what do you think?”

Shen Zhiyi’s almond-shaped eyes sparkled as she spoke, her beautiful face radiant with youth and vitality when she smiled, “We need to collaborate, given the current situation. We can only identify a trustworthy group to partner with, to ensure that neither party gets eliminated, and I believe the best candidates for this are in Gong Yu’s group.”

Admiration appeared in Bai Tingyu’s eyes. Shen Zhiyi indeed was clever, a very insightful person with an agile mind. He didn’t need to say much; she immediately grasped the key points.

However, Dai Qin was still a bit confused, “How can we be sure they won’t betray us?” He glanced at Bai Tingyu, “Is it just because they’ve grown up together?”

Shen Zhiyi chuckled lightly, her eyes playfully twinkling, “Mr. Dai, on this show, relationships don’t count for much. We can only set aside our bonds and make up for them after the show is over.”

“If Gong Yu’s group doesn’t have a house and spent twenty-five yuan last night to sleep in Teacher Yu Chuang’s bungalow, what if we rent a room for the evening and offer them to stay for free, without charging them? Do you think they’ll be tempted?”

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She looked at Bai Tingyu and continued, “You talk to Gong Yu’s group. I’ll ask Mr. Dai to be the mediator for Wen Jiangxue. I’ll handle Bei Ning. We need to get those three to agree on a unified approach before we can get things done. If we get the mystery reward, we can propose to share it between the two groups. Does that work?”

Bai Tingyu nodded; this was along the lines of what he had in mind. Moreover, out of the other groups, Gong Yu’s was the best, mainly because Gong Yu was also smart. It wasn’t tiring to deal with smart people. Quan Jingyou was out of the question; his mind was like Ji Weinan’s—not too bright, and having him on the team would be a burden.

The three of them made their plans and then set out to act.

[Shen Zhiyi is really clever, already starting to make allies. That’s good though, increases the odds of winning, and with more people, we think of more solutions.]

[I’m curious where they’ll manage to get a luxurious meal. They don’t have much money. I think having hotpot would be pretty good. Hahaha, maybe the other teams won’t even be able to get hotpot.]

[How do you know for sure that Shen Zhiyi’s team will do well? What if the other teams get steak, lobster, abalone? Have some vision, what a joke! What haven’t the Wealthy Family tried? If they must, they could just perform on the street to earn some money. Don’t see them as ordinary people; their experience is broad.]

The online comments were fierce, and as the broadcast continued, more and more people flocked to watch the drama unfold, mostly those from the day before, as they were eager to see which group would be the first to be eliminated.

Meanwhile, Wen Jiangxue had bought a serving of dumplings and had been sitting at the food stall for nearly an hour.

Ten dumplings for a total of seven yuan, averaging one every six minutes; her main goal was to kill time. With three yuan left, she generously bought herself a bottle of orange juice. After all, it had been a tiresome outing.

She somehow managed to turn a simple meal of dumplings into something akin to a fine dining experience. There was no other way to describe it but dawdling.

She had no interest in completing any tasks. The Golden Master had told her it would be best to be the first group eliminated and not to drag it out.

After yet another sip of orange juice, her phone, which lay on the table, rang displaying the words “Golden Master.”

They were allowed to keep their phones as long as they didn’t contain a single penny; they had all been checked before the start of the show.

Wen Jiangxue’s eyebrows twitched imperceptibly. She decided to pretend she didn’t hear it and didn’t want to pick it up.

However, no sooner had that call ended than another followed. She was in the middle of filming, for heaven’s sake—talk about lack of awareness.

She turned off her phone decisively, bringing immediate silence.

Before she could even relax, Ji Tian and the others found her, with Ji Weinan in tow.

She quickly gulped down half a bottle of orange juice and devoured the dumplings on the table, then elegantly wiped her mouth.

“Why is she suddenly eating so fast? Is she afraid that Ji Weinan will come and fight her for the dumplings?”

“Who can say otherwise? Some people, when they’re hungry, might even do something outrageous like swallowing a plate whole.”

“Don’t spray me, but I suddenly think she’s a bitty bit adorable. Did you see just now? When her ‘Golden Master’ called her, the disdain on her face, oh, the sworn promises before are now like passing clouds.”

“Sisters, I noticed too, hahaha, she perfectly embodies that ‘She seeks only glory and wealth, caring not for a shred of true affection.’ I hope she manages her facial expressions better next time. She was so close to blowing her cover and getting dumped by her ‘Golden Master’!”

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What Wen Jiangxue didn’t know was that she, who usually garnered nothing but negativity, suddenly started gaining fans, and her reputation was slowly changing.

However, she didn’t care whether others fanned her or dissed her; as long as it didn’t affect her carefree life of eating, drinking, and being merry on someone else’s dime, she was unconcerned.

She was indeed guarding against Ji Weinan. After all, these were dumplings, seven yuan a serving dumplings, with meat filling—how expensive!

Ji Weinan, after having some steamed buns, was only half full and had eaten the oranges Shen Zhiyi had given him because he was thirsty.

Seeing Wen Jiangxue sitting by a roadside table, with an empty plate and bottle in front of her, he widened his eyes, “Did you just eat dumplings?”

Wen Jiangxue raised an eyebrow, “No, I was just staring at the plate to fend off hunger, especially since someone caused me to go without even a full meal now.”

Ji Weinan, “…Stop pretending, you didn’t just eat dumplings, you also drank a beverage!”

“This is a beverage?” Wen Jiangxue lifted the empty bottle and shook it, expressionless, “Nonsense. This is clearly a bottle I picked up from the trash can, and each is worth twenty cents. If I collect ten, I’ll have breakfast sorted for tomorrow.”

“…”

For some reason, everyone on their team is one more miserable than the next, even bringing up bottle picking.

Ji Tian saw her rosy cheeks and knew she had eaten her fill, so she handed her a card, “New task, what do you think would make for a luxurious lunch in this small town?”

Wen Jiangxue looked at the card seriously, “Based on what I’ve seen, I’d say Alba truffles, bluefin tuna sashimi, Cordyceps, foie gras, Wagyu beef, mullet roe, spicy Australian lobster, and afterwards, a black-skinned watermelon to quench the thirst would be absolutely marvelous.”

“If the menu I mentioned doesn’t have at least five of those dishes, how could it be considered a luxurious lunch?”

Ji Weinan was flabbergasted. Although he could afford to eat these items typically, this was a TV show; they didn’t have a cent. They should face reality: based on what Wen Jiangxue listed, even sourcing one item in this place would be tough.

He despondently raked his fingers through his hair, “Sister, as luxurious as it is, we’ve got to be realistic, right? How could we possibly find those delicacies in this tiny rundown town, let alone afford them? Even the least expensive among them would cost nearly one hundred thousand yuan, right?”

Wen Jiangxue shrugged, “Then it’s up to you to earn some good money. If all else fails, dance in a bar for a night. Any girl who isn’t blind will surely give you a tip!”

“Get lost!”

When these two got together, it was nothing but bickering, and this was giving Ji Tian a headache.

Just as she was about to say something to distract them, Quan Jingyou’s voice echoed from afar, “Sister Tian! I know a super quick way to make money. How about we team up?”