I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

Yang Zhiyao is naturally lively.

They are full of curiosity and energy towards anything new.

They can strike up a conversation with anyone without batting an eye.

The incredibly handsome uncle in front of her particularly piqued her interest.

And what she can show off right now is this pair of children's sneakers that she is so proud of.

Fu Qingyang, who was waiting for someone, smiled, a rare sight, when the innocent and lovely girl took the initiative to talk to him.

"Zhizhi, what are you talking about?"

Before Fu Qingyang could speak, a beautiful and refined woman walked towards him with a smile.

That was "Teacher Yang," who had been patiently teaching the square dance group these past few days.

"Mom~, I'm showing my new shoes to Uncle."

Yang Zhiyao, with her chubby face, pounced on Yang Xue and snuggled into her arms, her face beaming with joy.

Yang Xue rubbed her daughter's head and gave her some instructions:

"Don't talk to uncles and aunts in public places, they may be working."

Yang Xue phrased her words very tactfully.

This is actually a subtle hint to Zhizhi not to talk to strangers.

Yang Zhiyao nodded obediently.

Fu Qingyang saw this and felt even more appreciation for him.

"Child, I'm going to rehearsal. If you need anything, just talk to Teacher Yang first."

Xu Hui added a comment from the side, and then, at Yang Xue's request, took Zhizhi back to the main venue.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

With a smile on her face, Yang Xue softly inquired about the man in front of her, who was dressed plainly but had an extremely outstanding appearance.

Yang Xue is long past the age of being love-struck; her current focus is only on money and career.

Therefore, Fu Qingyang's outstanding appearance did not cause her heart to flutter.

However, while speaking, she took the opportunity to glance at him a few more times, as if appreciating something beautiful.

Similarly, the other party does the same.

"Ms. Yang, there is something you need to know in advance, which is related to this competition."

Fu Qingyang had a good impression of Yang Xue, and spoke in a gentler tone than usual.

"I would like to hear more details..."

Yang Xue frowned slightly after hearing this, her intuition telling her that what was about to happen might not be good.

"This is Tiancheng Real Estate's latest 'Influencer Guidelines'."

"Some of the instructions inside are not very user-friendly."

As they were talking, Fu Qingyang handed his phone to Yang Xue.

He was a man of few words and didn't want to waste any more breath.

Yang Xue quickly took the phone and examined it carefully.

The phone displayed an electronic document, which was the recently released revision plan.

The plan was also displayed on the scrolling screen in the square, but no one noticed it.

The key issues raised by Fu Qingyang were marked with a red underline.

Yang Xue frowned more and more as she looked at the screen, and her breathing became erratic.

This was one of her few moments of chaos.

She racked her brains and put in a great deal of effort to prepare for this day.

These regulations are essentially making all my efforts go down the drain.

Fu Qingyang, standing to the side, silently observed Yang Xue's changes.

Having weathered adversity, he knows all too well what it feels like.

He only spoke slowly after the other person returned the phone to him.

"Ms. Yang, is it still necessary to continue this match after it has been resolved?"

Yang Xue pursed her red and moist lips and remained silent for more than ten seconds.

Suddenly, her tone became low and resolute.

"Of course we have to compete! We've come this far with great difficulty."

Seeing this, Fu Qingyang continued to provide negative guidance, hoping to use this opportunity to test Yang Xue's character.

"But regardless of winning or losing, the result is the same."

"Tiancheng won't take advantage of you."

"Even if we win the game, this venue will eventually belong to someone else."

"And you will all spend this time in a state of frustration."

"We might as well surrender now."

Yang Xue suddenly looked up at the other person, her eyes filled with a hint of coldness and disdain.

"If I remember correctly, sir, you are Aunt Xu's child, right?"

"I don't know if you've watched their rehearsals these past few days."

Fu Qingyang responded calmly:

"I've glanced at it a few times, not many."

Yang Xue continued:

"You probably don't know how deeply they memorized the dance moves."

Fu Qingyang remained calm and shook his head slightly, but he felt much more relieved.

Muscle memory!

Yang Xue's gaze sharpened even more.

Fu Qingyang could clearly sense the other party's displeasure.

He did not interrupt, but listened patiently to the other person's description.

"People of this age learn slowly, have poor memory, poor eyesight, and can't hear well."

"It's impossible to expect them to learn quickly like young people, to apply what they've learned to other situations, and to get up to speed quickly."

"Therefore, if you want to remember something deeply, you can only rely on muscle memory exercises dozens of times a day!"

"And now, as a child of Aunt Xu's family, your words make me angry!"

Yang Xue said in an emphasizing tone.

At that moment, she was truly enraged.

Over the course of several days of training, she developed a deep friendship with the elderly people.

She was particularly impressed by the hard work of most people.

They were not only fighting for territory, but also for their pride in their twilight years.

As long as those arrogant fools bow their heads and admit their mistakes, all the sacrifices will be worthwhile.

Therefore, while interests are important to Yang Xue, loyalty is equally important to her.

Therefore, she had every reason to win.

At this moment, the air felt oppressive, as if a large amount of it had been sucked away.

Fu Qingyang suddenly smiled and asked:

"It's not my fault, why are you angry with me?"

"Because you affected my mood!"

"At our most crucial moment, you're leading us down this negative path!"

"If it weren't for Aunt Xu's sake, I would have even hit you!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Qingyang clasped his hands together in front of his chest.

He, who was always aloof, looked more like a cynical and mischievous big boy at this moment.

He said with a playful yet smug expression:

"You only think about the bad news I brought you."

"But have you ever thought that if you actually win, being tormented by this kind of thing will make you even more mentally broken?"

"So I'm also reminding you to train your mindset."

At this moment, Yang Xue felt that talking to this kind of guy was a complete waste of time.

After giving the other person a disdainful look, she turned and walked towards the square.

"I have a way to help you get your territory back. Are you interested?"

Suddenly, the other person shouted something behind her.

Yang Xue paused for a moment, but instead of turning around, she gave the other person a delicate profile.

"What do you mean?"

Fu Qingyang put his hands in his pockets and said:

"Actually, I'm considered a middling official in Tiancheng."

"I have some understanding of the company's upper management's philosophy."

Yang Xue recalled the documents that Fu Qingyang had shown her and felt that the other party had not lied and had no reason to lie.

She suppressed her agitation and gave the other person a chance to speak.

"go on."

Fu Qingyang suppressed his smile and slowly spoke:

"Respecting and caring for the elderly is the foundation of Tiancheng Real Estate. The head office once questioned Tiancheng's management about an elderly person's hospitalization."

"However, what they did did was inconsistent with what they described."

"In other words, the head office was deceived."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xue couldn't help but sneer.

"As the saying goes, 'When there are policies from above, there are countermeasures from below,' isn't that normal?"

"What does it have to do with competing against us?"

"Am I supposed to book a plane ticket to Europe and go to Tiancheng's headquarters to lodge a complaint?"

In all his years in business, this was the first time Fu Qingyang had been so harshly criticized.

He found the feeling somewhat strange.

In the past, he would have been indifferent and would have simply let others figure it out for themselves.

But today, he patiently explained to the other party:

"I only have two pieces of information to share with you."

"How you lay the groundwork and execute your plan depends on your abilities."

"First: The head office cares a lot about its reputation, and the regulations issued today are absolutely taboo."

"Therefore, how you burn this fire depends on your skill."

"Secondly, this event has garnered far more attention than we imagined, and public opinion is a crucial breakthrough point! You need to win not only the competition, but also the audience's reputation."

After saying that, Fu Qingyang walked away, leaving Yang Xue alone to think.