"Qing Tian already made arrangements for this matter. I appreciate your voice, and while appearance is also a crucial condition for this profession, your current look is also quite good, so there's no issue," Wen Ning said with a gentle smile. "Let's sign the contract. After that, I'll treat you to dinner."
Only then did Yu Yinyin sign the contract and nervously have dinner with Wen Ning. After the meal, Wen Ning directly took her to a single apartment and handed her a key. "Qing Tian said you don't have a place to stay temporarily, so you can stay here for a while. It's closer to the company. Contact me via WeChat if anything comes up. I have a meeting to attend."
With that, Wen Ning turned and left.
Yu Yinyin hadn't expected Xia Qing Tian to have arranged things for her to this extent. Holding the key, she was on the verge of tears.
She couldn't cry yet; she had to work even harder!
She absolutely couldn't embarrass Xia Qing Tian!
She had to earn money and pay off her debts as soon as possible!
Meanwhile, in a manor in Finland, a wealthy woman rushed to her husband, holding a tablet. "Look, Zi Xuan is singing! This child has always had a beautiful voice since she was little!"
"Hmph," the man snorted unhappily. "She's been back in the country for so long and hasn't even called. She probably forgot all about us. You're still calling her Zi Xuan, Zi Xuan... Does she even recognize you as her mother anymore?"
"It's all because you're usually too harsh, which scared Xuan Xuan into not daring to come back!" The wealthy woman shot her husband a look, then gazed at the tablet screen with maternal affection. "I wonder if the Yu family also doesn't allow her to be a celebrity, which is why she took the name Yin Yin... sigh..."
"Stop watching!" the man said with displeasure. "Tarik will be here shortly. Go have them prepare. That kid is much better than his cheap father; he's a good businessman."
"Honestly..." the wealthy woman frowned in annoyance. "You kicked your own son out of the house and sent your own daughter to live with others, yet you're so concerned about someone else's son! It's too much!"
"Your own daughter hasn't returned on her own either," the man retorted.
"It's all because you had nothing better to do and had Susan find a poor family in the country to deceive her! Your daughter, Lin Wan, was used to being the Yu family's eldest lady. How could she be willing to be the daughter of a poor family?" The wealthy woman's voice rose a few decibels.
"If it were Zi Xuan, no matter what our status, she'd be willing to come back!" the man said with a frown. "It's her own ill intentions!"
"Now you know she's a good child? What did you do when she wanted to sing and apply to Berklee! I! I really can't be bothered to talk about you!" With a hmph, the wealthy woman threw the tablet onto the table and turned to leave.
After the wealthy woman left, the man picked up the tablet and looked at the girl singing on the screen, sighing heavily. He muttered, "What's so good about singing... Both of them... They just dislike doing business with me so much? Really..."
When the video finished playing, the man dragged the progress bar back to Yin Yin's solo part and listened to it two or three times. Memories of his daughter singing and dancing when she was little surfaced in his mind.
If he hadn't pressured his daughter so much, would Zi Xuan have been willing to come back?
If he hadn't asked Susan to test Yu Lin Wan, would his own daughter have been willing to return?
He wasn't too upset about the latter, merely sighing that she truly was his offspring.
Merchants chase profit; it was her destiny.
"Zi Xuan..." His fingertip traced the girl's face on the screen, and the man frowned. Was this child too thin?
Just then, there was a knock on the study door, and a gentle, pleasant male voice called out from outside, "Uncle Yu, I'm disturbing you."
"Tarik, come in," the man said, looking towards the door.
"Uncle Yu, are you listening to music?" Tarik glanced at the tablet in the man's hand.
"Ah, this," the man chuckled dryly and paused the video. The screen froze on one of Yu Yin Yin's few close-up shots. "It's nothing. I heard this is quite popular in China, so I... I was just listening casually. It's just homesickness."
"I see," Tarik replied casually, a hint of depth flashing in his eyes. He then continued as usual, discussing the current global economic situation and historical economic topics with Uncle Yu.
Uncle Yu liked Tarik very much. He was intelligent, studious, and humble.
Although he was the adopted son of his old friend, his temperament and character far surpassed that old fellow's.
If Tarik weren't too young, he would have wanted Tarik as his son-in-law.
Thinking of this, Uncle Yu's gaze involuntarily drifted to the tablet screen again.
"Uncle Yu?" Seeing Uncle Yu spacing out, Tarik called out softly. "If it's inconvenient for you today, I'll come back another day."
"There's no inconvenience," Uncle Yu didn't want to discuss his personal matters too much with Tarik, nor did he want to admit his mistakes to his wife. He then asked Tarik, "I heard you went back to China recently. Did you meet that stock market genius you've always wanted to meet? Was the journey smooth?"
Suddenly hearing Uncle Yu mention this, Tarik's usually gentle and composed demeanor showed a slight crack, but he quickly regained his composure. "Thank you for your concern, Uncle Yu. Everything went smoothly."
"China has changed a lot over the years and offers many better economic opportunities. If you can seize the opportunity, you might create a new financial legend," Uncle Yu said, picking up the tablet and looking at Tarik. "The entertainment industry in China seems to be doing quite well now, doesn't it?"
"Yes," Tarik's gaze fell on the tablet in Uncle Yu's hand. From the markings in the corner of the screen, he recognized it as an entertainment program under Wan Meng Entertainment, a project he had even invested in!
What a coincidence!
Uncle Yu was precisely the talent his father had always wanted to recruit!
Through connections, he was sent to Uncle Yu for regular exchanges and visits to further consolidate their relationship!
Thinking of this, Tarik looked at Yu Yin Yin's close-up on the screen again, finding her vaguely familiar. "Uncle Yu, who is this..."
"This is my mischievous younger daughter," Uncle Yu said with a dry chuckle. "There's a family photo when you enter the house, but it was taken many years ago. She's changed a lot in the past couple of years; only the outline of her childhood remains."
"!" Tarik finally recognized Yu Yin Yin, and his heart skipped a beat.
Earlier in China, he had been so focused on Xia Qingyu's matters that he hadn't investigated such crucial information!