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FENG MIAN CONTINUED TO WORK HARD WITH EARNING MONEY, now easier after doing it for almost every minute of her day. Through various case studies, she has been able to get good returns from all her investments from the money she initially had from the previous owner.
Her current personal monetary value far exceeds the previous Feng Mian, to the point she could start a small business. However, she needed a concrete idea and connections to proceed with the plan. Hence, she contacted Ryou Hisa if he knew anyone in his native country (Japan) who was interested in starting up a Hotel. To which, Ryou Hisa provided a name.
"Young Master Zhao, from what I have gathered, the name Arata Ito is a young hotelier. I know of him from my family's close relatives and it's widely known he hasn't found work for over 4 months now. Would you be interested in checking him out to partner with?"
"Give me his contact information, thank you."
"Anytime, Young Master Zhao." Ryou Hisa softly said, then they ended their call.
On a Saturday morning, Arata Ito initiated a video conference with Feng Mian.
"Ohayo Gozaimasu, Zhao-san!" A cheerful voice of a young man boomed from Feng Mian's speaker. He had the accent, but with clarity.
"Good morning to you too, Ito-san. How far along have you gone with Hotel Management?"
Arata Ito then spoke in fluent English of his professional experience and why he had not gotten any job at all for a few months now. "I'm very pleased to know you are interested in knowing about me, Zhao-san. I graduated from my major in Hotel Management and Business 4 years ago, and have worked in Park Lorrie until 5 months ago.
"As you can see on my resume, I have the qualified skills to do my job with excellency. And I'm diligent as well-- --"
"Excuse my interruption, Ito-san. But if I remember right, Park Lorrie should be 5-star Hotel, yes? How were you able to get a placement, and a manager at that just after graduating University?"
"You are welcome anytime, Zhao-san~ Excuse me for sharing a bit more about me. Ehem. My now ex-fiance is the sole heiress of Park Lorrie. Incidentally, by the end of last year, she ended our 6 years of engagement because she'd fallen in love with Fei Long Liu."
Feng Mian froze for a moment, remembering the name at the tip of her tongue. "You mean the CEO Emperor here in D City? The billionaire who is only 19 years old?"
"Haha... Exactly so, Zhao-san. I'm very embarrassed to share this, but I can't compete with such a big shot."
"It's not embarrassing at all. Thank you for taking your time in sharing it with me. I don't care about the rest of your story-- --"
"Chotto matte kudasai!! I mean, Zhao-san... Please give me a chance... I promise I won't fail you, PLEASE... PLEEEEEASE!!" Arata Ito's face was so close to the camera that Feng Mian felt she was gonna be eaten alive.
"I was gonna agree to working with you, Ito-san..."
As soon as her voice faded amidst Arata Ito's aggrieved moans, Arata Iro's face paled as his seductive eyes bulged. "A-are... Are you sure?? Really??? No backing out, Zhao-san! I'll fly over there now!!"
Then the video conference abruptly ended with Arata Ito promising to come to D City for good.
• • •
Feng Mian was alone in her mansion's library when Ellar Fin stepped in quietly, a message on his tray. "Young Master Zhao, a message for you from a Thea Mae Matheus."
"Thank you, Mr Fin." Feng Mian took the missive and read through it. She then threw it towards the nearby fireplace and continued with her work.
Although confused, Ellar Fin simply bowed and left as quietly as he came.
The next day, Arata Ito came early in the morning. "Mr Fin, please take care of Mr Ito for me. Get him the best room in the mansion. I'll be off now."
"Good morning, Zhao-sama. What about our business discussion~?" Arata Ito's smile was even more brilliant live compared to yesterday's video chat. But Feng Mian merely glanced at him before waving him goodbye.
"Ito-san, please forgive me for today as I have a prior engagement to attend to."
Arata Ito was clearly disappointed, but Feng Mian was his golden light. "Os! I'll be waiting patiently for you, Zhao-sama. Meanwhile, I'll be sure to present you layouts of the hotel and arrangements we can discuss~"
Feng Mian rode with her chauffeur, straight to Creative Studios. Thea Mae's father owns the film production company Creative Studios and has been on the rise ever since they've started working with Huang Entertainment.
With Feng Mian's younger sister, Ying Yue Zhao being friends with Thea Mae Matheus, she became acquainted with the young heir of Creative Studios as well. The eldest son of Creative Studios' owner is Iker Matheus, a 17 years old High School student in St. Augustine University.
Along with Iker Matheus, Ying Yue also knows someone from Huang Entertainment, and she's been childhood friends with the guy whose name is Mo Chou Huang.
If Luyang Zhao was not sent to prison, it was likely Ying Yue would have been engaged with Mo Chou Huang for two reasons. One being that they've always been together since young, but this only became known to the Zhao's when Ying Yue appeared. Second, Huang Entertainment was a well-known company for producing several famous artists.
Hence, if Horizon Line Inc. tied with Huang Entertainment, selling cosmetics would become a lot easier. With famous artists doing the advertisements of the products, sells would shot up high.
Unfortunately, Luyang was sent to prison. But that does not mean Ying Yue still cannot take advantage of either Iker Matheus or Mo Chou Huang. With both being young, handsome, rich and capable, Ying Yue wouldn't easily pass up the chance.
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Being the Mary Sue, Feng Mian already expected them to have fallen for Ying Yue already. This makes it all the more reason Feng Mian must gather her own powerful backings as well, but with her own hands.
Recovering herself from her thoughts, she immediately begun working once again. The inconspicuous chauffeur was happy at the sight! Young Master Zhao is looking handsome today too!
• • • •
What greeted Feng Mian at the entrance to Creative Studios were a bunch of reporters.
"It seems the entrance is being blocked right now, Young Master Zhao. Where do you wish to go next?" The kind chauffeur asked politely, darting his eyes with interest at the reporters who appears to be looking for someone in particular.
"Keep going. Let's stop at that Coffee Shop."
"Roger!"
However, before Feng Mian's car could even move on the road once again, the reporters caught the sight of her car and they seemed to target her too!
In a flurry, reporters crowded Feng Mian's path.
Loud banging could be heard from outside, but only faint sounds could be heard inside. Despite this, there were still some reporters who had very loud voices in the crowd.
"Feng Mian Zhao! Is it true you sent your own father to prison?! Isn't he your father?? Have you no remorse at all?"
"Young! Young Master Zhao! There are rumors that Horizon Line Inc. will be handed to your younger sister. What do you say about this, Young Master!"
"Is it true you are taking off your hands from Horizon Line Inc???"
"They say you are as beautiful as a girl, Feng Mian Zhao, that you even attracted the famous actor Balthazar Erick Heimert! Please provide us with your opinion about this!"
"What is your relationship with the only daughter of Creative Studios, Feng Mian Zhao?! Someone leaked you were gonna go on a date with her today. Is this true??"
"Get out of the car, Feng Mian Zhao!"
"Are you afraid now that you've sent your father to prison??!"
"Did you even visit your father once, Young Master Zhao??!"
"Young Master Zhao! Show us your face!"
• • • •
"What do we do, Young Master Zhao?" He asked, feeling a little frightened by the reporters' aggression.
"We wait." Feng Mian simply said as she continued tapping on her keyboard.
In the 64th floor of Creative Studios, Ying Yue was standing by the glass panes while looking down intently at where Feng Mian's car was currently being obstructed by dozens of reporters. Sitting on a soft chair behind her was Thea Mae Matheus, calmly drinking tea while listening to her brother talk about all sorts of airplanes.
"200 years ago, hot air balloons were the precious airplanes. Now, we have jets! We should definitely ride one in France." Iker Matheus cheerfully said, his brown eyes glittered with marvel.
Thea Mae Matheus nodded her head, then sipped her tea. "I'll come. I'll come with you, brother. How about we bring Yue too? It'll be great fun! Let's also include brother Chou. It'll be perfect for the coming summer break."
"That's my sister. You've already made plans. Alright, I'll ask father later."
"Okay, brother~"
"So what's up with you and Yue coming here in my office this morning?"
"Ohhh~ It's nothing."
Iker eyed Thea Mae suspiciously as he narrowed his eyes. "Really. You are obviously lying. Look at your right eye twitching!"
Thea Mae almost dropped her teacup trying to cover her right eye, only to be laughed at by Iker. "Brother... That's mean!" She kicked the coffee table, but it was made of heavy glass and did not budge.
"That's nothing new, sis." He then stood up to look outside where Ying Yue was intently staring at. "Whose car is that?"
Ying Yue did not answer, but looked up at Iker with a lovely smile lacing her lips. "So we are going to France after this semester?"
Iker blushed at seeing Ying Yue smile. Scratching the back of his head, he bashfully said, "Y-yea. I hope you'll have time to spend with us. I mean... I would love it if you came..."
Ying Yue blinked her pretty eyes innocently and flashed a deeper smile to Iker, blinding him and making his chest beat hard. "Sure."
"Yes, great!" He was so happy he forgot he was being shy before and made a fist in the air.
Thea Mae looked at her brother and helplessly rolled her eyes. She honestly couldn't understand how her brother had fallen deeply in love with the youngest daughter of the Zhao's after being introduced to one another at last year's business party.
Her brother was usually not interested with women, opting to kissing his airplanes by watching documentaries, reading books about history of airplanes, visiting the airport, collecting miniature airplanes and etc that has anything to do with the word airplane. One could say he is an airplane fanatic, and might become a pilot if he wasn't the apparent heir to Creative Studios.
Nevertheless, Thea Mae would be the most happy if Ying Yue and her brother becomes a couple, so she'll have a chance with Mo Chou Huang. She happily spent her time reading a magazine as she sipped her tea.
• • • •
"Young Master Zhao?"
"En?"
"Still waiting?"
"You can go."
"B-but...."
"Exactly. Unless you don't want to see innards splashing on your precious windshield, don't fuss. Be a good chauffeur and wait."
The chauffeur whimpered and muffled an okay.
The reporters continued to push themselves further into Feng Mian's car despite the glassed windows tinted black. No one outside could see inside even if a camera were to flash its lens on the black tinted windows. Hence, Feng Mian merrily waited as she continued earning money.
After 30 minutes, the reporters were still adamant at meeting the Young Master Zhao to get insider information about the previous CEO of Horizon Line Inc, and the current family situation of the Zhao family. Since over a month ago, they suddenly lost any news about the eldest son, leaving the denizens strive for information to muse themselves with.
When everyone (but Feng Mian) thought things would continue to remain stagnant, suddenly, another car stopped not far away and out came a person very similar-looking to Feng Mian Zhao. In moments, all the reporters who were harassing Feng Mian's car madly dashed towards the new Feng Mian Zhao, quickly ignoring the previously harassed car.
"Y-Young Master..." The chauffeur looked to the back to make sure if his young master was still there and blinked his eyes several times. He almost became blind from blinking his eyes so fast and his young master was still there. Then he looked outside the window to blankly stare at his young master being ravaged by the reporters. "...I think I'm going crazy..."
Feng Mian looked up from her laptop for a moment to look at her silly chauffeur. "I'll be sure to set up a date for your doctor's appointment. Now, move on to Creative Studios underground parking lot."
He barely recovered himself when he heard his young master's command. He nodded repetitively as he slowly drove into the underground parking lot entrance. "Y-yes, yes!"
When the fake Feng Mian Zhao was given the clear signal, he immediately screamed like a madman. He flailed his arms in the air before grabbing for his clothes and taking them all off except for his boxers. The reporters almost had gone mad when they saw this, flashing and shouting everywhere.
Then the fake Feng Mian Zhao reached out for something underneath his chin and his skin peeled off. For a moment, the reporters and cameramen stopped all their frenzy as their eyes bulged onto the person they thought was Feng Mian Zhao.
When all the skin on his face was removed, his real face was revealed. It was far from the pretty boy facial features of the actual Feng Mian Zhao. In fact, it turned out to be a very ugly dude with lots of acne scars, from small ones to big ones. His eyes were bloodshot, his nose very hairy, his brows shaped like a sword but much too thick, his skin yellowish and very thick lips.
The closest people in the crowd almost puke their breakfast, or the alcohol they drunk the previous night. It was impossible to mistake such a person for Feng Mian Zhao at all! Someone flashed his camera, waking up the rest of the crowd.
In moments, everyone scattered away as if a lascivious crazy pervert was gonna force them into indecent acts. And when the fake Feng Mian Zhao smiled, his golden rows of teeth flashed, courtesy of the brilliant sun. It was a cloudless morning after all.
His phone rang, and he immediately picked it up.
"Check your balance. Thanks for the work, Ms Faceless." It was Feng Mian's indifferent tone.
"Ha haa... You are welcome. You are welcome! Ryou's a good fr-- --" The call was cut off, followed by the boring beeping of the phone. Ms Faceless looked at her phone, burning holes on Feng Mian's mobile number. "If not for my prince I wouldn't even bother coming here by jet plane!!"
Currently, there exist only a few number of people who can change their appearance completely. Ms Faceless is famous for being one of them, but she doesn't pick just anyone to provide with her service. She would be considered a private artist, but still can earn bucket loads of money through connections.
Thanks to one of Ryou Hisa's cases that involved Ms Faceless, they became acquainted. Since then, she stuck to him like glue. And whatever he requested, she would oblige like a puppy. It can only be said that love can make someone blind, even the most capable.