Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon’s Sweetheart

Chapter 114: Chapter 114: Soaking Youtiao (Fried Dough Sticks)

The domestic, household-name toothpaste brand, seems like the last spokesperson was the actor Du Wei, a second-tier male star. With her current popularity, she could land such a big advertisement?

“Really?”

Jiang Wen: “Why would I lie to you? Although White People Toothpaste is just a daily necessity, it has a huge reputation and very strict requirements for their spokespeople. It’s still uncertain whether we can clinch the deal, and even if we manage to secure the opportunity, they might sift through a host of stars competing for resources.”

Ye Xian picked up a mirror beside her and flashed a grin.

Good Lord, just look at these neat and pearly white teeth, flawless and lustrous—it would be an outrage against nature not to endorse toothpaste!

“Considering the stake in resources, I’ve decided to be magnanimous and give you another chance. As long as you can secure the audition opportunity, I have confidence that I can snag the endorsement!”

“Great!”

Jiang Wen agreed immediately; Heaven knows how much he adored the now confident and ambitious Ye Xian—she was truly a treasure.

“Right, while you’re trending on social media, hurry and post something on Weibo…”

“Bye.”

Did she still need him to teach her that?

Ye Xian promptly hung up the phone, and Jiang Wen, listening to the dial tone, murmured, “This little rascal, what an attitude…” But he liked it!

Before going to sleep, Ye Xian, with her feet propped up, posted on Weibo:

Do you still love Young President Gu who enjoys dipping fried dough sticks in spicy hot pot? (Scheming picture: A box of spicy hot pot, only a pair of hands, a graceful collarbone, and a chin are shown)

The freshly-followed passionate fans saw their idol post on Weibo and were thrilled beyond words.

[Love, love, love, I love Young President Gu no matter what!]

[Front row, front row, new fan here, please notice me. I adore Brother Ye’s performance as Young President Gu, he’s literally the man of my dreams.]

[Reporting for the beauty fans! Brother Xian’s hands are so beautiful! WYSL!]

[So quickly back to business, what kind of Immortal is Brother Ye?]

[Brother, you’re so bad, releasing such thirst traps late at night. Now I want spicy hot pot too. Show your face quickly so I can forgive you.]

Before, when she posted on Weibo, it would take half a day to get just a few hundred comments, and they were mostly from haters. Now, the count climbs into the thousands within minutes.

Ye Xian went to bed with a face mask, blissfully unaware, completely oblivious that half an hour later, Jiang Xin would comment on her Weibo: I am the fried dough stick.

Ye Xian said she likes dipping fried dough sticks in the hot pot, Jiang Xin said she is the fried dough stick; the CP fans, already obsessed with shipping them, instantly got it and almost swooned from sweetness. They were ecstatic on Ye Xian’s Weibo even in the late hours, going so far as to create an exclusive super-topic for the ‘Chen Xin’ CP.

The next day, “Business World” released its twenty-fifth and twenty-sixth episodes, and its viewership ratings doubled from before, peaking during the ‘Chen Xin’ CP’s interaction moments. Young President Gu and Ning Xiner once again climbed the trending searches, and the official Weibo of “Business World” also stepped up its promotion for the ‘Chen Xin’ CP. Their popularity momentarily outshone the main male and female leads, crushing most of the market share of other dramas in the same time slot.

“Business World,” like an unheralded dark horse, suddenly surged to the forefront in the final stages.

Ye Xian, with no schedules that morning, wrapped up tightly and walked into a high-end dry cleaner’s.

Inside, a few female clerks were gathered around a cell phone, occasionally covering their mouths to laugh, completely oblivious to her entrance.

Ye Xian called out, but no one paid attention to her.@@novelbin@@

She walked over, puzzled, and saw they were watching “Business World,” which startled her so much she pulled her face mask up a bit more.

“Oh my God, Young President Gu hugging Ning Xiner around the waist is so suave, look at that pose, they’re about to kiss!”

Clerk A was so excited she started slapping the desk. Ye Xian glanced over inadvertently—it was the dance floor scene. How could they be about to kiss? There was clearly a whole galaxy’s distance between them!