After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 1048: Fourth Senior Brother’s Familiarity, No Backup Plan (2)

The man opened his eyes, leaned down slightly, and gently patted the little cat on its head.

At that moment, his usually indifferent expression softened, his gaze tender, blending seamlessly with the gentle breeze.@@novelbin@@

Si Fuqing watched him, and a phrase suddenly popped into her mind.

Having seen the vast world, he still cherishes the simple green of grass and trees.

Yu Xiheng was such a person.

He carried the weight of duty to his country and people on his shoulders, yet also held the tranquility of the breeze and the moon.

As if sensing her gaze, he patted the cat’s head again. “Go.”

The little cat obediently walked towards Si Fuqing, jumped onto her lap, and rubbed against her.

“Wow, so cute.” Si Fuqing hugged the cat tightly. “Is it for me?”

“You can have it keep you company for a while,” Yu Xiheng smiled. “If you want to keep it, you can.”

Little Bai, baring its teeth, growled at the cat in discontent.

Its owner should only have one pet!

Si Fuqing happily petted the cat but also felt a bit regretful. “I might not have time to take care of it.”

“Hmm,” Yu Xiheng responded, “I’ll help you take care of it.”

“What’s its name?” Si Fuqing spread the cat’s legs, “It’s a little female cat, so it can’t be paired with Little Bai.”

Little Bai, seeing her action, suddenly felt a chill despite being wrapped in its little dress.

It let out an indignant howl.

A pervert—trying to control its marriage too!

“She doesn’t have a name yet,” Yu Xiheng’s brows moved slightly, “You can give her one.”

“Let’s call her Snowball.” Si Fuqing lifted the cat high, “She’s so beautiful.”

Yu Xiheng nodded. “Snowball it is.”

Little Bai looked on with disdain in its eyes.

After all these years, its owner’s naming skills were still as unimpressive as ever.

**

The next day.

Si Fuqing slept in for once, and after finishing her morning run, she happened to run into Yu Tang, who had just returned from shopping.

“Qingqing, come on, let’s go have some buffet.” Yu Tang hugged her, “Ninth Uncle isn’t here, so we won’t take him along.”

Si Fuqing held Snowball in one hand, with Little Bai tucked in her pocket.

The two of them headed towards the restaurant.

Just then, a surprised voice sounded behind her.

“NINE the God?”

Si Fuqing turned around to see a few blond-haired, blue-eyed young people, evidently candidates from the Western Continent.

They looked at her with both surprise and astonishment.

This hotel had been booked by the International Joint Exam Committee, with only candidates and their families allowed to stay.

“Why did they send a celebrity like you to take the exam?” one of the young people laughed. “Is the Great Xia Empire out of people? You’re so busy, you might as well join us. At least we wouldn’t have you competing in the exam.”

They admired NINE the God, but it didn’t stop them from looking down on the Great Xia Empire.

Sending Si Fuqing, a gaming god, to take the international joint examination was a clear sign that the Great Xia Empire was lacking.

Yu Tang, hugging Si Fuqing’s arm, snorted coldly, “Who says our Qingqing only plays games? She got a perfect score in the college entrance exam, so what’s wrong with her taking the international joint examination?”

“A perfect score?”

The young people paused at her words.

They were aware of the Great Xia Empire’s exam system, but it was merely a test of rote learning.

Many top scorers of the states ended up being just average at Etno University, simply because their theoretical knowledge outweighed their practical skills. The international joint examination emphasized thinking and hands-on ability, with highly flexible written questions, and interviews conducted by professors from the Free State’s Intercontinental Research Institute.

Given the Great Xia Empire’s exam model, it held little advantage in the international joint examination.

“NINE the God, just a word of caution,” the young man continued hesitantly, “If you make it to the interview, be careful not to run into Wilbur Flore. If you do, you’ll definitely be eliminated.”

Si Fuqing showed no extra expression upon hearing this, still as lazy as ever. “Alright, I’ll remember that.”

After walking a few steps, she recalled what she had just heard.

What was his name again?

Forget it, she wasn’t good at remembering things.

After their meal, Sang Yanqing arrived at the hotel.

“The chip from Above the Cloud is about to undergo a generational upgrade, so they’ve postponed the selection of a spokesperson,” Sang Yanqing said. “But you’re likely the top candidate since I sent them your college entrance exam scores, and they said you had the best results among all the candidates.”

Si Fuqing was very concerned about one thing. “How much is the endorsement fee?”

Above the Cloud was the number one international electronics brand, so the profit wouldn’t be small.

Back when she was dragged into doing odd jobs, her Fourth Senior Brother would still share some of the profits with her.

“We’re competing for a global endorsement, so the fee won’t be less than nine figures,” Sang Yanqing said, exasperated. “The endorsement fee ends up in your account, and then you turn around and donate it, with some of it mysteriously disappearing. I even suspect you’ve fed it to the dogs.”

Little Bai let out a pitiful howl, its big eyes full of innocence.

It was a Pixiu, and it was fierce!

“Two different things,” Si Fuqing replied lazily. “I won’t miss any opportunity to make money.”

Sang Yanqing sighed and placed a list from Above the Cloud’s official website in front of her. “Here are the three shortlisted chip designs. I can’t make heads or tails of them, but as the spokesperson, you’ll collaborate with the chip designers on stage.”

At first, Si Fuqing just glanced at it without paying much attention until she saw the last chip.

The design of this chip struck her as very familiar—it was unmistakably in her style.

Her gaze moved down to the name of the chip’s designer.

Qingwei Ji.

So that’s how it is.

Si Fuqing raised her eyebrow. “So the final chip hasn’t been selected yet?”

“Right,” Sang Yanqing nodded. “I heard that Above the Cloud’s president was roped into being an interviewer for the international joint examination, so he’s been busy. You’ll probably meet him during the interview.”

After saying this, Sang Yanqing noticed Si Fuqing staring at the chip design in deep thought and asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” Si Fuqing flexed her wrist, her fox-like eyes curving into a smile. “I just suddenly feel like I could take on another job.”

Otherwise, Ji Qingwei might really think she had a backup plan.