Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

January 18th.

Bo Bing returned to her rented room, exhausted.

"Brother! You're back!"

Bo Yuntian, who was squatting in the stairwell waiting for someone, saw a familiar figure and immediately stood up to greet him, "Brother, let me carry your things!"

Hearing the commotion outside, Li Yumei, who was inside, quickly tidied up the roast chicken, rice, and dishes that were still warm on the stove. "Xiaoyun, quickly bring out your brother's slippers!"

Bo Bing felt a sudden warmth in her heart as she watched the two people bustling about.

It feels very homey.

Although this is not my home.

But now, Bo Bing thinks, please allow me to shamelessly borrow a little warmth here...

"Sit down and eat together," he smiled, then put his arm around Bo Yuntian's neck. "Were you waiting for me?"

Bo Yuntian struggled to no avail and then sought help from Li Yumei.

“We’ve already eaten. This food has been kept warm for you,” Li Yumei said, sitting on a white plastic stool. Looking at the young man with sunken cheeks in front of her, she patted Bo Bing’s arm with a kind expression. “Little Bing, don’t overwork yourself. Look how thin you’ve become. It breaks my heart to see you like this.”

"Brother, hurry up and eat something to fill your stomach," Bo Yuntian pulled out a bottle of orange juice from under the table and filled Bo Bing's small enamel cup. The boy's eyes lit up with excitement. "I thought you wouldn't be back until the New Year! I didn't expect you to come back early!"

"Thank you, Auntie. Thank you, Xiaoyun."

Bo Bing reached out and patted the boy's head.

The meal was simple, but Bo Bing wolfed it down.

After finishing their meal, before Bo Bing could even get up to clean up, Bo Yuntian had already efficiently collected the plates, thrown them into the sink, and rolled up his sleeves to wash them.

Seeing Bo Yuntian take over the work, Li Yumei smiled with satisfaction, "Little Yun, that child, is so quick!"

Li Yumei still had a night shift at the factory, and when it was almost time, she rode her bike off to check on the equipment.

Only Bo Bing and Bo Yuntian remained in the rented room.

Bo Bing took a hot shower, dried her hair, and applied medicine to her frostbitten feet. Her fluffy new winter pajamas were washed and dried by the thoughtful Li Yumei. Wearing them, Bo Bing felt very cared for.

"elder brother......"

After Bo Yuntian finished packing his things, the two brothers sat on the bed and chatted idly.

"what happened?"

Bo Bing was too lazy to climb to the top bunk. Although the top bunk was very clean, he simply squeezed into the same quilt with Bo Yuntian. In the winter, the heating in the rented room wasn't very warm, so it was quite cozy for the two of them to be together.

There was a new blanket on top of the quilt, so I didn't feel cold at all.

"Brother, the parent-teacher conference is the day after tomorrow..."

Bo Yuntian paused for a moment, "It's the end of the year, and my mother can't take time off to go. She said I should ask my uncle for help."

"Well?"

Bo Bing gestured for him to continue.

The boy hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Brother, do you have time to go?"

A parent-teacher meeting?

Bo Bing even considered the feasibility of this idea, but since he had nothing else to do the day after tomorrow, he could do it whenever he wanted.

Yes, absolutely!

Not wanting to spoil the boy's mood at this point, he readily agreed, "What time the day after tomorrow?"

"Nine o'clock!"

Bo Yuntian became excited, "I got first place in the class this time, and our homeroom teacher said she wants to share her experience with my parents!"

Bo Bing was speechless. Although it wasn't his first time attending a parent-teacher conference, he had never spoken before; others always spoke for him.

"So how should I say it?"

The young man said with some helplessness, "If I say anything reckless, those parents who are waiting to learn from my experience can drown me with their words alone."

"Hehe, bro, just say whatever you want!"

Bo Yuntian chuckled and burrowed under the covers. "You promised to go to the parent-teacher conference, so you can't go back on your word!"

A message notification came through her phone. Bo Bing glanced at it and saw it was from Yin Su.

[Flower] I'm very worried about you.

[Flower] Do you know about 'Fun Galaxy', the entertainment company in which Ye Tianxing has a stake? Their people called me to poach my staff, and I had Sun Qiuping hang up on them... Are you angry?

Was Flower's adoptive father trying to save him?

[Flower] Is your injury serious? Should I send someone to pick you up? Just come; you won't see me.

[Flower] Have you eaten yet?

[Flower] Qu Long told me that my godfather's injuries weren't serious and he had already left S Province by car alone. When can I come to see you?

Yin Su sent a lot of messages. Bo Bing closed her eyes, and the dizziness returned. Her hands and feet began to feel weak as if she had a post-traumatic stress disorder.

Guilt and displaced anger.

He is very clear.

[Flower] If I had known, I wouldn't have let you participate in this program... [cat crying.gif]

【Flower】I miss my godfather.

Bo Bing stared at the blue light screen, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

It's not a good thing for Yin Su to come here at this time. Putting aside the fact that his face alone will expose many problems, his business is not yet on the right track, and Yin Su is a completely uncontrollable variable.

Alpha's only clue is a single sentence: "The moon shines over the Twenty-Four Bridges."

Bo Bing didn't know what this meant, and thinking about it was very tiring.

Even if I didn't have post-traumatic stress disorder, I wouldn't agree to meet with Yin Su at this time. The problem of Shenshuang Pharmaceutical at the end of the year hasn't been completely resolved yet, and we still need to send people to sound out the city lord's opinion. We still need to do the necessary favors. There's also the standoff and wrangling between Zhi Yu and the government, which is probably a mess right now. We also need to think about the import of Chinese herbal medicines from Lü Shuang. We need to replenish the current reserves first, and then continuously replenish them from the herbal medicine farmers in the Northwest.

How to resell and sell the processed medicinal materials involves the issue of distribution channels, and Bo Bing is also very worried about attracting these channels.

Consider these conditions and figure out how you can benefit from them.

[ICE] Wait until I'm done with this busy period.

【ICE】 Obedient.

The handsome man stared at the message that Bo Bing had finally managed to send, and blinked slightly.

It's really dangerous.