YM778.TV Chapter 244 - 244: Si Fuqing: I Managed to Secure Duke Moston ‘s Investment (2)
Chapter 244 - 244: Si Fuqing: I Managed to Secure Duke Moston ‘s Investment (2)
Who had the last laugh?
Oh, it was him.
Humming a tune, JI Xingzhi leisurely formed a shikigami and boldly entered the Fujisan family’s backyard.
He was about to embark on a significant undertaking.
The next day, Si Fuqing resumed her life as a dance mentor.
The seventh episode of the show had been completed, set to premiere online that evening.
She checked the real-time rankings – aside from Xie Yu, who consistently held the top spot, Xu Xiyun, Shi Yu and the others had also made it into the top fifteen.
The third performance of the eighth episode was crucial.
As Si Fuqing pondered whom to invite, her phone buzzed with a news notification.
#Breaking! Fujisan Family Ancestral Hall Set on Fire!#
[People are guessing who the brave hero is who set fire to the Fujisan’s ancestral hall. Amazing.]
[Offering a candle to this hero in advance. Fujisan, that’s the Master of
Yin-Yang family, right? Is this person not afraid of being haunted?]
[Wait, are Masters of Yin-Yang real??? You must be playing a game!]
[Yes, they are. I work at the Supernatural Management Bureau. We’ve dealt with several unruly Masters of Yin-yang. A friendly reminder: if you encounter something science can’t explain, call 88xxxxxx. The Supernatural Management Bureau is at your service.]
[6666. Even the Supernatural Management Bureau from the movies is here. Might as well say I’m the reincarnation of a royal.]
Si Fuqing:
Setting fire to someone’s ancestral hall was definitely something JI Xingzhi would do.
Was this the ‘big thing’ he mentioned?
It was indeed big enough to hit the trending searches.
Unlike other netizens, Si Fuqing made a note of that phone number.
In her previous life, being in a sect, she didn’t know much about the Great Xia Empire’s situation.
The only two entities she had direct encounters with were the JI family and the Supernatural Management Bureau.
The Supernatural Management Bureau, also known as the Spirit Alliance, was the foremost of the four major alliances.
Since the era of the royal dynasty, the organization had existed.
Unsolved mysteries of the world – the death dunes, sudden disappearance of ancient civilizations, two-billion-year-old footprints, and genetic mutations in evolved humans – all fell under the jurisdiction of the Supernatural Management Bureau.
The Supernatural Management Bureau had established a set of rules to govern the activities of Masters of Yin-Yang and evolved beings, to prevent their powers from running rampant and harming ordinary people.
On that day, aboard the plane, she did not directly deal with the middle-aged curse master.
First, because she was law-abiding.
Second, the Supernatural Management Bureau would clean up the mess, sparing her the effort.
Si Fuqing indeed had a high regard for the Supernatural Management Bureau.
They, along with Zero’s people, were the only ones who relentlessly pursued her through eighteen streets.
Just thinking about it gave her a bit of a headache.
It was due to the distinct roles of the four major alliances that Si Fuqing, without even having to delve into history books, could vividly imagine the glorious era of the land ruled by Emperor Yin a thousand years ago.
“Teacher Si, did you really join the Heaven Earth Alliance?” Xu Xiyun was extremely excited. “The internet is buzzing with speculations about your talents. When will you showcase them again?”
“Oh?” Si Fuqing lifted her head, resting her chin in her hand, not the least bit modest, and smirked mischievously. “Sorry, but I’m proficient in all of them.” Xu Xiyun was startled, “All of them?”
“Yes,” Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow. “I had to learn them to apprentice. No choice, my teacher is a stubborn old man with a bad temper. It’s really not easy learning anything from him. ”
The time she spent learning medicine was almost as long as the preparation phase before she began her apprenticeship.
But she had to learn it.
“That sounds incredibly tough,” Xu Xiyun scratched his head. “Luckily, Teacher Si, you don’t have so many rules here.”
“You guys continue training, I need to contact someone,” Si Fuqing stood up.
“I’ll see how to trick him.”
“Who?”
Si Fuqing left the dance studio, her tone casual, “The long-single Duke of Muston, he’s the easiest to fool.”
Xu Xiyun:
WIIO?
Xu Xiyun, dumbfounded, asked, “Brother Xie, am I hearing things? Hit me.”
“No,” Xie Yu, changing clothes, lazily replied, “You heard right. It’s the Duke of Muston.”
Xu Xiyun muttered, “Teacher Si is scaring us again. I’m smart enough this time, definitely won’t get fooled.”
Xie Yu didn’t say anything more, but his fox-like eyes narrowed slightly.
He now believed that every seemingly illogical thing Si Fuqing said was actually true.
At this moment, in the Pei family building.
A tense shareholders’ emergency meeting was underway.
“Pei Yan, your seven days are up,” Pei Xu slapped the table and sneered, “What about the investment from RS Group? You’re not planning to default, are you?”
Pei Xu hadn’t expected that under Pei Yan’s leadership, the Pei family’s company could be revived once again.
Initially, he panicked, but then he calmed down.
A week earlier, the agreement was clear. If the investment from RS Group didn’t materialize, Pei Yan would have to step down as chairman and transfer all his shares.
RS Group, a part of the Muston Dukedom’s royal industry, was directly under the royal family. Even companies from the Western Continent found it difficult to make contact, let alone the Pei family.
Pei Xu knew well that even the Yu family had been rebuffed several times by RS Group.
If Pei Yan could secure their investment, Pei Xu would write his name backwards!
Pei Yan’s expression changed.
He had indeed been tirelessly working on getting the investment from RS Group, but had been stuck, unable to make further progress.
Elder Qi coughed a few times, speaking indifferently, “Pei Yan, you’ve lost the bet. It’s time to step down as chairman and transfer your shares to Pei Xu.” Pei Yan blurted out, “Elder Qi!”
“Promises must be kept,” Pei Xu gloated, “Who asked you to sign that agreement? Oh right, I remember, it was that naive girl who made you sign it, right?”
“How come she’s not here now that you’re about to step down? She really put you in a tough spot.”
“Pei Xu, show some respect to Miss Si!” Pei Yan was furious. “Miss Si has been a great benefactor to me. What do you know!”
“Yes, yes, I don’t understand,” Pei Xu retorted, “But she did trick you. If it weren’t for her, would you have signed? I think she is just—”
“Bang!”
The door was suddenly kicked open.
Pei Xu’s words stopped abruptly.
“Why you again?” Elder Qi frowned. “Last time, bringing you here was already breaking the rules. Are you trying to get us to call the police this time by barging in? Security, throw her out!”
“Miss Si!” Pei Yan quickly stood up. “Miss Si, why are you here? You should have told me, so I could come down to meet you!”
He had heard that Si Fuqing was recently so poor that she was exchanging likes for milk tea. He had even bought a few milk tea shops to send to her through Pei Mengzhi.
Even if he stepped down as chairman, he would make sure she never ran out of milk tea.
“No,” Si Fuqing raised her hand in refusal. “I’m the one who’s late. The phone call took a bit long.”
Pei Yan was confused right now, “Late?”
“Today is the last day of your agreement. It was me who made you sign it, so I need to take responsibility,” Si Fuqing said to Pei Yan, waving her phone. “The investment from RS, I’ve secured it for you.”
Pei Yan was taken aback.
The room suddenly fell silent.
The shareholders looked at the girl in astonishment.
“You? Secured investment from RS?” Pei Xu laughed derisively, scornful. “A phone call to secure an investment? What do you think RS Group is? Unless you know the Duke of Muston himself.”
Such a laughable statement.
Thinking she’s some kind of business negotiation prodigy.
Even Zuo Xianyu, hailed as a business genius, couldn’t do this.
Si Fuqing didn’t look at Pei Xu, but spoke to Pei Yan, “Whatever product you want to discuss, say it now. He’s quite busy.” She placed her phone on the table.
On speaker..