The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid-Chapter 127 - : Chatting

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: Chatting

Su Qingtong couldn’t help but laugh along with her, her mouth unforgiving, “How can you laugh so foolishly in the middle of the night?”

“I’m not foolish, you are the foolish one.”

Ah Da noticed the environment around her and asked, “Where are you living? It looks so cramped?”

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Su Qingtong tapped on the vehicle wall, “The company provided a budget RV, not too big nor too small, just right for one person to sleep in. Since the town only has one hotel with a few rooms that are hard to snap up, I have no choice but to live in the car.”

“But living in the car isn’t bad, there’s air conditioning, a toilet, and a bed. It’s just that the internet is poor and only works around this time.”

“When will you be able to come back?”

Ah Da really missed her. If it wasn’t for her busy work schedule, she would want to stick with her all the time.

Su Qingtong smiled and said, “If everything goes well, in two to three days. It mainly depends on whether the male lead can do a one-take shot without needing to shoot the same scene over a dozen times. His lame acting… it makes my teeth hurt; looking at it one more time feels like I’m going to explode.”

Hugging a pillow and tilting her head, Ah Da said, “A poor actor can still be the male lead, shows that the director doesn’t have great taste.”

“Nowadays, it’s not about the director choosing the actors, it’s all about popularity and fan base. Bad acting but lots of fans,” Su Qingtong complained, “Today’s celebrity packaging is so powerful. Do you remember Zhou Zhixiang from before? Oh, you might not, but you should remember Shi Mingfang, right?”

Ah Da hummed, “And then?”

“Shi Mingfang and Zhou Zhixiang have stirred up quite a lot of scandals recently. After Shi Mingfang left the crew, that little pretty boy Zhou Zhixiang quickly hooked up with another minor actress, flirting with each other on set. Shi Mingfang went ballistic, openly implicating him on social media and even posting photos on Weibo calling Zhou Zhixiang a ‘fifth sleeping partner.’ I heard his management company spent hundreds of millions and still couldn’t suppress it. The fan circles went completely insane.”

Ah Da hadn’t expected there to be so much more to the story, and she hadn’t followed up on it—it was just too complicated.

With a secretive smile, Su Qingtong said, “You don’t think it ends there, do you? Actually, this is just the beginning.”

“Ah? There’s more?” Ah Da was surprised.

“You’re really underestimating the entertainment industry. Let me tell you, this place is like a huge amateur theater troupe, or you could say it’s a melon field with no leaves, only melons.”

“Hold on, let me send you a photo.”

Su Qingtong found a photo in her album and sent it to Ah Da on WeChat, “Take a look, do these two look familiar?”

Ah Da opened the photo and her eyes widened instantly, “Isn’t this the little girl I met at the museum last time?”

The particularly adorable little girl.

Su Qingtong snapped her fingers, “Exactly, the internet celebrity. You would never guess their relationship with Zhou Zhixiang?”

Ah Da said, “His wife and daughter?”

“Half right, it’s his daughter, but not his wife. They’re unmarried, reportedly just a girlfriend, but the key thing is the scumbag has more than one girlfriend, tsk tsk.”

Su Qingtong continued earnestly, her eyes suddenly sharp.

“When Zhou Zhixiang was courting me on set, it led to Shi Mingfang, that crazy woman, targeting me everywhere. I knew then that this scoundrel wasn’t anything good, but I never imagined he’d be worse than I thought.”

“He has a girlfriend who bore his child, and yet he shamelessly tells his fans every day that he’s single, trying to maintain a pure image, while behind the scenes, he’s hooking up here and there. He’s so trashy that I feel like taking justice into my own hands.”

“If it wasn’t for the strict control at Lingcheng Mountain, I would personally deal with him. But if I run into him again, I won’t hesitate to give him a thrashing.”

Ah Da rested her chin on her hand, recalling that the little girl was very cute, and the woman was also beautiful and gentle. To be betrayed like that…

Sighing, Su Qingtong said, “Ever since I’ve been in the entertainment industry, I’ve rarely seen anyone whose relationships are not a mess. If Shi Mingfang hadn’t exposed everything, Zhou Zhixiang would still be enjoying the love of millions of fans. Now that he’s down, everyone’s turned against him, and it’s unlikely he’ll make a comeback.”

Ah Da, curious, asked, “How is it now?”

“Playing dead on Weibo, obviously. Fans are wailing all over the fan forum, begging him to come out and refute the rumors. I heard from Sister Liu that his company can’t bear to lose a cash cow like him and wants to try their best to protect him,” Su Qingtong said with a touch on her chin and a cold laugh. “And that female Internet celebrity hasn’t said a word. She hasn’t gone easy on the scumbag, has she? Ugh, I can’t stand it.”

Ah Da couldn’t figure it out either and murmured, “It’s too complicated.”

Seeing Ah Da lying on the pillow in a soft and sappy manner, Su Qingtong couldn’t help but itch to touch her, her heart melting into a puddle.

Thinking of the contract Ah Da had sent her, Su Qingtong asked, “Let’s not talk about this showbiz gossip. What’s with the contract you sent me? A museum agreement?”

Ah Da briefly explained the matter of Wei Lan and the two masters coming to discuss with her.

Su Qingtong, touching her chin, said, “That sounds like a great deal. The ownership belongs to you, it’s like you’re lending them your items for research and profit, and then you get a share of the earnings.”

Ah Da said, “That’s more or less the idea.”

Su Qingtong clapped her hands and said, “This is a good thing, a risk-free business. You should hurry up and not miss out.”

Ah Da nodded and then asked, “By the way, do you know any way to stop someone from having nightmares?”

Su Qingtong asked, “What’s up? You having nightmares?”

Ah Da shook her head, “It’s not me, oh, come on, do you have a way or not?”

Su Qingtong could never resist her wheedling; she always wound up agreeing to her requests in a daze, and this time was no exception.

“I haven’t specifically researched that. I’ll look into it when I have time. Are you in a hurry right now?”

Ah Da thought about it and felt pressured, considering Qin Yu’s situation seemed pretty serious.

“Then do you have any secret manuals or anything like that? I don’t have much to do, so I could look it up myself.”

Su Qingtong promised, “Okay, wait a few days until I return to Capital City, and I’ll sort it out for you. I’ve got a few hundred years’ worth of rare books, each one a unique treasure.”

“That’s great, I’ll wait for your return.” Ah Da was so moved her voice involuntarily rose a few notches.

The two chatted for a while longer before hanging up the phone. Ah Da looked out the window to see the sky was already dimly lit; checking the time, it was five-thirty. She had stayed up all night.

At exactly eight o’clock, Ah Da got dressed and went downstairs. She didn’t see Qin Yu; Song Ma said he went for a morning run around the island and hadn’t come back yet.

Ah Da marveled that Qin Yu’s physical condition was even better than hers. After going to bed so late last night, he still managed to get up early for his exercise routine.

It was truly impressive.

Ah Da admitted she couldn’t do it; she was rather lazy. Without using Spiritual Power, she would get tired after just a few steps.

“The young master said, Miss Ah Da doesn’t have to wait for him and can have breakfast first.”

Ah Da, thinking about last night’s events, told Song Ma, “I’m not hungry yet. Let’s wait for him to come back. He should be back soon.”

Song Ma smiled and nodded.

Glancing at her, Ah Da suddenly thought of something and stepped forward, taking her hand and asking, “I’m going out today. Could you help me braid my hair? I tried it earlier, but it didn’t look very nice.”

Braids might look simple, but they are difficult to do yourself.

The young girl’s eyes were clear and beautiful, with a voice soft and mellow. Even the coldest-hearted person would find it hard to refuse.