I'm crazy, don't mess with me. I just love to pretend to be crazy, remember that.

After he finished speaking, the people in front all knelt down on one knee, clenched their fists and pressed them to the ground in a gesture of submission, and shouted in unison:

"President Long would like to invite you both!"

This overwhelming display of power almost startled Si Qian.

Before she and Pei Li could react, they were already being pushed by a group of people towards the innermost office.

Pei Li tugged at Si Qian's sleeve in the corridor to remind her:

"They should be the NPCs from the show."

Si Qian looked up and saw the program's logo on the clothes of the group of people.

After passing through the retro-style corridor, we entered the office of the legendary CEO, Mr. Long.

The man sitting on the throne turned around. He had slicked-back hair, wore a suit and vest, and had a stubble beard. He sat there calmly and scrutinized Si Qian.

This is probably what's popular as the "uncle generation" in the entertainment industry—quite handsome, just old.

The NPC below reminded him: "Quickly bow to our boss!"

Si Qian, without flinching at the man's gaze, even boldly stepped forward, cupped her hands in greeting, and loudly introduced herself:

"Greetings, Dragon King!"

"I am Ultraman Tiga!"

The vintage crystal chandelier overhead shimmered, concealing the man's face in the darkness. He then looked at Pei Li and asked, "And who are you?"

Pei Li glanced at Si Qian, and following her example, bowed respectfully and replied:

"I am the strongest son-in-law in the city!"

【I am Mixue Ice Cream, Peach Four Seasons Spring!】

I am Bo Ya Jue Xian, daughter of the Overlord Tea Princess.

My grandma often slapped Zhao Zilong!

[President Pei adores him; he's even married into the family.]

……

[A bunch of lunatics, they made me laugh for no reason.]

The man pressed his hand down: "I'm not called Dragon King."

Si Qian, ever quick-witted, immediately changed her tune:

"May I ask for your name, Mr. Long?"

"President Long."

"..."

She listened to it again in disbelief.

very good!

Si Qian took a deep breath:

"I mean, how should I address you?"

"Just call me Boss Long."

Just as Si Qian was about to lose her temper, Pei Li pulled her close to his ear.

"Is it possible that his surname is Long and his given name is Boss Long?"

"..."

"Were you the one shouting rap outside just now?"

Boss Long spoke, his sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on Si Qian.

Si Qian forced a smile and said, "It's me."

Unexpectedly, Boss Long suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up:

"Great! Can you sing?"

"will not."

Boss Long's henchman placed a wad of cash on the table.

"now what?"

Si Qian felt her blood boiling, her whole body surging with excitement.

"From today onwards, I will replace Fu Xiao as the King of Singers in the Chinese music scene!"

With a wave of his hand, Boss Long took out what Si Qian and Pei Li wanted most: the information on the owners of the props that the production team had scattered among the various NPCs.

"Today, if you make my guest happy, I'll give you whatever you want!"

"No problem, leave it to me!"

After returning to the dance floor, Si Qian grabbed someone else's microphone and rushed onto the stage herself.

Good morning, ladies and gentlemen!

A chorus of cheers erupted from the audience, rising and falling like a dream of wandering into a primeval forest.

"Next, I'll be performing an impromptu rap!"

Pei Liqian, who was standing to the side disguised as a telephone pole, sincerely handed over the microphone.

Si Qian opened her mouth confidently:

"I'm a woman, and my mom is a woman too!"

"My dad isn't a man! My mom is a boss."

"I earn tens of thousands a year, but I still don't understand how I can make it!"

……

The audience was silent.

No way, even getting out of bed to take a dump is more exciting than this!

["Why Define My Parents' Gender?" "The Rap of the Entertainment Industry"]

Are you trying to chat with me?

"Read me your bank card number and password in a bit."

My face is round, my butt is flat, my face and butt are square and round, I put my butt on my face, and my face on my butt.

Stop laughing, everyone. This is your English essay.

By the end of the song, the bar was empty, the owner collapsed, and the security guard collapsed while pinching his philtrum.

Si Qian and Pei Li were grabbed by the collar and thrown out.

Fortunately, they obtained a clue.

The clues reveal that the prop's owner had a scar on his brow.

They moved to a different location and searched for the next NPC.

During their journey, the two passed by the cake stall's tasting area, where a rich aroma of milk mixed with the sweet scent of cake assaulted their taste buds.

Si Qian, that glutton, was tempted again and couldn't move.

When Pei Li turned around, he saw that Si Qian had already picked up a fork and was about to start eating.

Before the food could even be put in his mouth, Pei Li, who had rushed over, stopped him. The man's tone was serious:

"Don't eat it! There's a bomb!"

Si Qian's hand trembled, and the cake fell with a thud into the trash can next to her.

She tensed up, becoming more alert and looking around, thinking that the production team had set up some obstacle that Pei Li had discovered.

She clutched her chest, still shaken.

"There's a bomb in the cake!?"

The man pursed his lips, his mouth tightening slightly again, and a rare seriousness appeared on his usually indifferent face.

"Great, a heat bomb."

"..."

"..."

Si Qian tightened her grip on the fork and elbowed Pei Li in a fit of rage.

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

The cake that was almost in my mouth flew away!

The man, who had originally intended to tease Si Qian, suddenly clutched his chest, bent over, and let out a muffled groan when he caught sight of the figure in the corner.

Seeing this, 1748 immediately offered a suggestion: "Host, use a little tea-scented tea; Li Chuanze is nearby!"

"clear."

Seeing that he looked genuinely uncomfortable, Si Qian was terrified, thinking she had hurt him.

She quickly went to help Pei Li up: "Are you alright? Are you okay? Are you alright?!"

Brother, please don't let anything happen to you, I can't afford to lose your fortune!

Si Qian screamed inwardly, filled with regret for her earlier recklessness.

Taking advantage of the situation, the man leaned against Si Qian and pressed his entire upper body weight onto her, but Si Qian was completely unaware.

"It's nothing, just a little pain in my chest."

[Mr. Pei, you've already ordered some tea!]

[President Pei, with your money and good looks, what exactly did you see in your boss, Qian?! I won't allow it!!]

Could it be that the production team is deliberately creating a romantic pairing between CEO Pei and Si Gou?

[Strong, please stand up for me! I'm a fan, I'm running away first!]

Even casual fans are running away first; I can't win an argument with the Yichuanshanyue CP fans! You'll have to take the fall for them!

……

She pushed the enormous thing off her and helped it sit on the sofa in the nearby rest area.

But Pei Li leaned against her like a boneless creature, pulling her hand to his chest. When he looked up, his misty eyes pierced her heart, touching the softest spot in her soul, and her tone softened.

"It hurts, press it..."

He's been working out like crazy for years, he's determined to win her over!

Si Qian, the culprit, dared not speak at all, and pressed her palm down harder, after all, the pectoral muscles were really nice to touch.

What are you two doing?!

On the left, Li Chuanze, sees the two of them snuggling together and is so angry he almost grinds his teeth to dust.

Si Qian!

Isn't she the one who loves herself the most?

"Are you stupid? Can't you see I'm touching his pectoral muscles?"

Pei Li provocatively raised his middle finger from a blind spot out of the camera's view and mouthed the words—

Idiot!

Li Chuanze was furious, pointing at Si Qian:

"Can't you tell he's doing this on purpose?"