After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess: 015 Si Fuqing’s financial backer

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Zuo Xianyu was stunned.

She saw Si Fuqing saying something to the people inside, and then bent down and got into the car.

The white car drove away.

Zuo Xianyu was thoughtful.

She knew that Si Fuqing was involved in the entertainment industry and signed with Tianle Media, an entertainment company.

Zuo Xianyu has not been involved in this field much, but she also knows that the entertainment industry is a very messy place, and it is not uncommon for people to sleep together for the sake of superiority and resources.

She serves as the vice director of Zuo Group and has encountered many things at cocktail parties.

With Si Fuqing’s business ability and being able to be the dance instructor for young people on a popular talent show, he must have some shady deals.

But Zuo Xianyu didn't bother to find out who Si Fuqing's financial backer was.

It's just that the car she just saw looked very clean, but it was not a high-end luxury car.

It is probably a self-assembled car and not worth much.

Zuo Xianyu was a little disappointed.

After all, Si Fuqing had been in Zuo's family for so long, yet she was willing to let herself down. She was truly ashamed of Mr. Zuo's teachings.

But what does this have to do with her?

Zuo Xianyu withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

**

On the car.

Si Fuqing sat on the left, clasping his hands: "Boss, thank you for driving to pick me up because I am so poor that I can't even take the bus, but we have agreed that you can't deduct my salary. ."

Feng San’s mouth twitched.

He was indeed worried that Si Fuqing had evil intentions towards Yu Xiheng, so he had to be careful no matter what.

But after getting along with each other a few times, he determined that Si Fuqing's true love was only money.

Hearing this, Yu Xiheng's eyebrows moved slightly. He put down the book in his hand, propped his head up and looked at her, and said in a slow voice, "Didn't you just take hundreds of millions from the Zuo family?"

"I didn't earn it." Si Fuqing was not surprised as to why he knew. She held her chin, "Only the money you earn can be spent with peace of mind."

Yu Xiheng did not respond to this sentence.

Feng San coughed twice: "Miss Si, Brother Jiu and I just saw that the Zuo family seemed to be in a hurry. Did something happen?"

"That's what you said." Si Fuqing didn't care much, "It just disabled Zuo Zonghe's right hand."

The word “just” sounds like a thousand times to Feng San, which makes her a little scared.

Everyone in Lincheng knows how deep the conflict between the Zuo family and Si Fuqing is.

It is indeed because they were worried about Si Fuqing that they came here.

Now it seems that the trip was indeed in vain.

"Boss, you are such a good boss. Not only do you pay five social insurances and one fund for your employees, but you also ensure their safety." Si Fuqing blinked with foxy eyes and clasped his hands together again, "I really love you."

Feng San couldn't stand it anymore and drove expressionlessly.

Yu Xiheng’s words are like gold: “What time will we arrive?”

"Just be there at half past eight." Si Fuqing rubbed his stomach and said politely, "I'm hungry, can I have breakfast first?"

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**

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of a steamed bun rice shop.

This is far from the city, and there is no one in the store.

Feng San watched helplessly as Si Fuqing ordered three steamed buns and a bowl of black rice porridge alone.

Yu Xiheng was still calm. He took out a paper towel and wiped the table and bench, then said: "A cage of plain steamed buns."

Feng San quickly reported it to the merchant and ordered two cages of meat buns for himself.

Soon, several cages of steamed buns were delivered.

"Hey, I didn't realize that you are very down-to-earth, boss." Si Fuqing took a bite of the bun, "I thought you didn't know how to eat from a roadside stall."

To be able to afford a bodyguard fee of 100,000 yuan a day, of course he comes from a big family.

The young ladies from wealthy families are very particular about food.

Yu Xiheng paused and said quietly: "What does this mean?"

Although it has been so long, 1,500 years later, he often thinks back to the battles of those years.

The loyal bones are buried in the green mountains, and the corpses are returned wrapped in horse leather.

Life can be lost at any time, so why worry about what to eat?

"Yes." Si Fuqing took another sip of porridge and whispered, "Didn't I read history books recently? Yesterday I saw the famous Battle of Xizhou led by Emperor Yin."

"The book says that during the cold winter, food and grass were in short supply. Emperor Yin and others could only eat weeds and bite the ice. I could still sit and drink hot porridge. How could I not be satisfied? If I could go back and deliver it to them The meal will be ready."

But she has never been very picky about her food.

She used to sit in the laboratory for a month, drinking nutritional supplements to replenish her strength.

Unlike her prodigal second senior brother and third senior sister, the two were known as the prodigal combination of the sect. The accountant in charge of reimbursement hugged her legs and cried several times.

Yu Xiheng raised his head and his eyes fell on the girl.

At this moment, his light brown eyes seemed to be a bit darker, as if rain was falling violently, and his eyes were full of oppression.

Si Fuqing picked up another bun and noticed his gaze: "Boss?"

Does he want to deduct money from her?

"Eat well." Yu Xiheng looked away. His tone was not high, but it was shocking, "You don't say anything when you eat, and you don't say anything when you sleep."

Feng San was startled and reflexively blocked his mouth with a bun, saying that he would never say a word.

Si Fuqing said leisurely and then enjoyed breakfast.

After eating, she took out her makeup bag and gave herself a new killer look, and got on the car with satisfaction under Feng Sanwushen's watchful eyes.

**

8:20, youth training camp base, backstage.

The director and planner are checking the latest voting rankings.

"Xie Yu is so powerful." The director sighed, "Personal trainees are also so strong."

The planner slowly blew out a smoke ring: "That's it, he was suppressed in the vote."

The director looked at the real vote count backstage and was unavoidably frightened.

You were suppressed in the vote, can you still rank second?

"By the way, Si Fuqing only took three days off. She must be present for the second class assessment today." The planner asked, "What did Tianle say?"

"Still proceed as per the old plan." The director said, "All the black spots in the program were created by Si Fuqing. Even if there are no black spots, they will be edited out to increase the popularity of the program."

Only when there are black spots and quarrels can the popularity of the program be increased.

Unlike fans, they know that Si Fuqing is actually a victim of the show Youth.

After all, Si Fuqing's resume can be said to be the worst among the four mentors.

Not only did he not receive any real awards, but he was unable to sing, dance or rap for two years after his debut.

Every time Star Girls performs on stage, it is just a backdrop.

A person like this should be the dance instructor for a men's team audition? Are you still commenting on students?

It's just hilarious.

If you are not a victim of the program team, what else can you be?

————————Digression——————

Si Fuqing: There is no straighter woman than me

This is not a traditional entertainment industry, it should be an anti-entertainment industry

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