After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry

F{h*F5-- V hapter 60 What? You remarried?

Even if it didn’t taste good, Shen Zhiyi bit off half, afraid that Quan Jingyou would covet it.

While eating, he mumbled, “I got this in the village by helping the villagers cut pig grass. You can also get food by exchanging equivalent labor.”

“Really?” Quan Jingyou didn’t believe him.

Yan Ming said without blinking, “Really.”

Ji Weinan came over and tugged at his collar, disdainfully saying, “Have some ambition. It’s just a chicken leg. Come with me, I’ll take you to eat and drink something much better.”

With reluctance, Quan Jingyou looked back, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind, “I’ll go cut too. I want a chicken leg!”

[Hahaha, Quan Jingyou, this simpleton. Director Yan is too bad, tricking such a cute boy. That lunchbox clearly came from his car, I saw it with my own two eyes.]

[Third Young Master Quan is going to cut pig grass? Really? I don’t believe it. I’ll wait and see.]

[Look at how hungry he is. He’d probably happily eat the pig grass too.]

Ji Tian silently retracted a step she had taken out. It seemed better for her to go begging instead.

Qin Jiangsheng walked past her; her eyes brightened, forgetting the inexplicable cold spell between them for the past few days. She quickly walked up to him, grabbing his sleeve, “Qin Jiangsheng, shall we go together?”

Half a day had passed, and this was the first time Ji Tian had sought him out.

It was as if he was just part of the backdrop, dispensable. She would flirt when she saw him but could be lively and cheerful with others.

He pulled lightly at his sleeve, walking past Ji Tian. Ji Tian paused, “Qin Jiangsheng?”

“Qin Jiangsheng, over here, a grandma agreed to give us food. Teacher Yu Chuang is waiting for us.”

Feng Juanjuan’s voice appeared just in time, and Qin Jiangsheng walked straight toward her.

Ji Tian stood there, staring dumbly at Qin Jiangsheng’s retreating figure; Feng Juanjuan turned her head, giving Ji Tian a smile.

[What’s the name of this second young master of the Bai family? He’s got no presence in this show. Why did they even bring him? He seems reluctant to interact with Ji Tian.]

[Oh, his name is Qin Jiangsheng. In the circle of the wealthy family, the waters are deep. Besides, he’s always so sneaky; doesn’t seem like a good person. The Bai family doesn’t even want to acknowledge him by their surname, which tells you how much they despise his presence.]

[Now that you mention it, I suddenly remember a piece of news from a year ago. Before they found him, he was covered in dog bites, really miserable, as if he was fighting dogs for food, all filthy. It seems his mom abandoned him when he was very young.]

[Pssh, must be something psychologically wrong with him, or why else would everyone despise him? Parents usually love their children. If neither parent loves him, it must be his own fault. He doesn’t have some mental illness, does he?]

Damn, such an unpredictable villain.

Could it be that he was sick that day, and warmth wasn’t delivered enough?

Ji Tian had initially wanted to use a tactic of feigning disinterest.

She had been so good to him, just ignore him for a few days, and if Qin Jiangsheng came seeking her out, it would mean he had slowly accepted her. But this man really was hot and cold.

During their previous time at the holiday villa, Ji Tian really felt that Qin Jiangsheng had started treating her as a friend.

This humble, plastic friendship made Ji Tian deep in thought, wondering where exactly the problem lay.

Being hungry and annoyed made Ji Tian feel gloomy.

She looked at Wen Jiangxue, sadly saying, “Sister Jiangxue, shall we go to eat? We’re not here to work. I’m super lucky, and I’ll treat you to free food and drinks!”

Ah, this…

Wen Jiangxue blinked. She wasn’t planning to work either.

“Can we?”

“Why not! We’re here to vacation, not to be slaves. Follow me, and I promise you won’t go hungry!”

Wen Jiangxue nodded knowingly, “Alright, let’s go then.”

“Is there really such thing as a free lunch? Other groups have started helping out the farmhouses, so I’m curious how she just eats and drinks without any effort. Did she secretly stash away some money?”

“Shen Zhiyi’s group went to help an old man move potatoes in the village. After finishing, their meal should be sorted out. It seems they missed out on the house, but that mysterious reward will likely end up in her hands.”

“LOL, Ji Weinan is yet again crashing at the grandma’s house who owns the remote control; how does he manage to bring the enemy along? Quan Jingyou’s pitiful face is priceless, wiping the grandma’s table with a cloth. Can you really pick a big shot from this group? It feels like a transformation show.”

“It could well be a transformation show—Imperial City Academy has its midterms next week, and they would have to return to take exams after the show ends. So the crew arranged some study time in the afternoon for these high school students. They can only rest after studying. Haha, studying on a show, that’s something new.”

After finishing his meal, Yan Ming looked at the live stream, which was only growing hotter, and felt smooth and refreshed.

In his variety show, except for Fu Wanxue who is currently a popular young celebrity, the others were not well known, let alone these ordinary students. Initially, everyone was drawn to the show for its wealthy family allure, curious which ones he managed to invite.

Unexpectedly, it was the most famous Four Major Tycoons of the Capital City.

Almost all the comments praised his greatness, saying that even the most well-connected director in the circle probably couldn’t pull off this kind of spectacle.@@novelbin@@

Yan Ming felt embarrassed; these wealthy families didn’t care for the small remuneration he offered; they all had their demands.

Seeing these kids, he felt a long and arduous journey ahead.

The housewife of the Ji family had even thrown down a fierce challenge, hoping her daughter would improve by one thousand ranks in her midterms after returning from the show.

Daydreaming, that was sheer daydreaming.

But still, he agreed.

He dared not claim a one thousand rank advancement, but a hundred ranks seemed doable.

Confidently, he pulled out a book titled “How to Improve Your Grades by One Hundred Ranks Study Manual,” sold by a vendor who swore on his life, claiming if there’s no improvement you could chop him up.

Now, in a society governed by law, Yan Ming wouldn’t actually do that; at most, he’d hit him with a steel rod a couple of times.

While the directors were studying this book, other groups were busy bustling about, achieving a strangely harmonious atmosphere.

Ji Tian sniffed the air for scents, stopping her steps at a house that smelled relatively appetizing.

Outside the yard was a bamboo fence. Ji Tian took a deep breath, messed up her hair a bit more and left the mud on her shoes. She looked up at Wen Jiangxue and asked, “Sister Jiangxue, how do I look?”

Wen Jiangxue critically surveyed her from head to toe, curling her lips, “Not great, sloppy, like you’ve just emerged from a refugee camp.”

Who knew, Ji Tian smiled contentedly, “Perfect, that’s the effect I’m going for.”

Wen Jiangxue frowned puzzledly, “What are you up to?”

Ji Tian coolly replied with two word, “Pity act!”

“HAHAHA, she’s in character again, she’s going to start acting again.”

“From now on, no Ji Tian’s movies in the entertainment world for me if she isn’t in them! She’s really hilarious. Tomorrow’s trending headline #MissJiDropsStandardsToPityActForFood, LOL.”

Ji Tian planned to continue; why should someone who survives by luck like her bother working?

The courtyard gate was wide open, and Ji Tian, looking pitiful, walked inside, where an old grandma with graying hair and wearing a dark blue headscarf, was frying potato shreds in front of the stove.

Seeing Ji Tian enter, the grandma squinted her eyes for a look, and asked, “What do you want?”

Ji Tian, squeezing out tears, pitifully said, “Grandma, can I have something to eat? I’m starving!”

As her words fell, the blue-scarved grandma looked at her in shock, rubbing her somewhat hard of hearing ears, “What? You’ve remarried?”

Still in disbelief, thinking how could this young girl be remarried already, she shook her head, “No, that doesn’t seem right. You are deceiving me, old woman.”

A few black lines slipped down Ji Tian’s forehead, do you really need to lie when you’re hungry? Wasn’t she genuine enough?

So, she emphasized once again, “I’m honestly starving.”

The whole live stream audience was nearly dying of laughter.