As soon as they got off the plane, Quan Zhiwei and Quan Xiaotang took a taxi directly to the First Municipal Hospital. Before returning, they had learned that their father had been in a car accident.
Quan Xingfa was still a few days away from being discharged, but lying in bed all day was truly uncomfortable, especially since his company had vanished overnight. Just when he needed money, he couldn't figure out the damn password, which made him quite irritable.
The moment Quan Zhiwei and Quan Xiaotang entered the ward, they heard Quan Xingfa yelling at Tong Xiuqiong, complaining that the food was not good.
Tong Xiuqiong didn't hold back either, "If it's not good, don't eat it. I've been serving you like a lord all day, and you're still finding fault." She snatched the bowl and chopsticks from Quan Xingfa's hand and threw them on the table.
Quan Zhiwei and Quan Xiaotang walked to the bedside.
Upon seeing her son and daughter return, Tong Xiuqiong's gloomy mood immediately vanished, replaced by great joy. "The plane was so fast, was the journey smooth?"
Quan Xiaotang hummed in response. Quan Zhiwei, however, couldn't spare the pleasantries. Holding up his phone, he said to Quan Xingfa, "Dad, Mom, did you see today's trending news? The legal representative of Chu Xin Culture is named Quan Jiu. Do you think it's her?"
"What?" Quan Xingfa quickly put on his glasses to look at his son's phone. He had been in the hospital all day and was worried about money, so he had no interest in looking at his phone.
Quan Zhiwei handed the phone to Quan Xingfa. "It's all over the internet today, but there are quite a few people named Quan Jiu. Some even claim to be Quan Jiu. It's hard to say if it's true." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Tong Xiuqiong also quickly opened her phone to check the trending searches.
There was no need to search; as soon as the platform opened, all the topics that popped up were related to Chu Xin Culture. The legal representative, Quan Jiu, had even made it onto the trending list. Upon clicking, many people were posting, "I have a friend named Quan Jiu," followed by, "Too bad it's not her."
Quan Xingfa clicked on each trending search result, and all he felt was shock.
He didn't understand the entertainment industry, but he knew Quan Jiu. When he saw that familiar name become an internet sensation, the first thing that came to his mind was money, and only money.
"There's no photo, is it really her?" Tong Xiuqiong asked as she looked.
Quan Xiaotang clicked on a company registration image that a netizen had screenshotted. "There's an address here, Guanghuan Building, Block A, Room 1601. We'll know if we go and see."
Quan Xingfa quickly said, "Yes, yes, you and your brother should go and see."
Quan Zhiwei and Quan Xiaotang also wanted to confirm as soon as possible, so they hurried out of the hospital and took a taxi to Guanghuan Building.
Tong Xiuqiong became happy. "If it's really her, then we can try the password. That brat definitely knows it and is definitely hiding it from us." A few days ago, she had tried the password, but it still didn't work.
Quan Xingfa thought of the good things stored in the bank and also became happy. "We need to ask for the password, and we also need to get the support money. We raised her, and if she's ungrateful, then don't blame me, her uncle, for not giving her face."
Tong Xiuqiong was still scrolling through the trending searches, her face almost splitting with laughter. "The company she opened is called Chu Xin Culture. It seems they've signed some incredible artists. The whole internet is buzzing that that brat is now a big boss and must have made a lot of money."
Quan Xingfa snorted. "What big boss? She's just clinging to a sugar daddy. I just don't know who she's found now. Who could be richer than the Chu family?"
"Who cares, as long as she has money," Tong Xiuqiong said, unable to stop smiling.
There was no one else in the ward, so the two spoke without restraint. Their voices were all picked up by the listening device under the bed and transmitted to Gu Si's ears.
Gu Si lazily tapped on the table and said to Su Bin, "After those two get out of the hospital, send them another limited edition package."
Su Bin was slightly surprised. It had been a long time since the boss had sent out a limited edition package. What had those two done to offend the boss so much?
But even though he thought this, he respectfully replied, "What does the boss want to make limited?"
Gu Si tilted his head, his fingers tapping rhythmically. After a moment, he said with a half-smile, "He loves money so much, let's make him short of money, leave him penniless."
Su Bin nodded in agreement and immediately withdrew to make arrangements.
Gu Si stood up, stretched, and then, with his hands in his pockets, shuffled in his slippers to a display rack as tall as a person.
The rack was filled with various precious jade artifacts, but on the two jade plates at eye level, there were two round and plump peaches. They smelled of peach fragrance and looked delicious.
Gu Si rubbed his chin and muttered, "Pick a soldier, pick a general, whoever is picked is the soldier or the general."
His finger landed on the peach on the right. Gu Si reached out and took the peach on the left, washed it, and began to eat it directly.
With a crunchy bite, it was sweet and crisp, truly delicious.
He hummed a tune and lay straight on the sofa, biting into the peach while taking out his phone to send a text message.
[I also know someone named Quan Jiu.]
Quan Jiu, who was polishing a script in her office, suddenly received a text message. She thought it was from the grandfather next door, but when she looked, it was from Gu Si.
Quan Jiu hesitated for a moment before replying: [Hahaha, you have a good image. Are you interested in entering the entertainment industry? With some packaging, you'll definitely attract a lot of fangirls.]
Gu Si almost choked on a bite of peach. After coughing, he replied: [I'm an uncle in my thirties, would any young girls like me?]
[A decadent, lazy, sexy uncle. I've even thought up a persona for you, it suits you very well.] Quan Jiu replied.
Gu Si laughed heartily, his fingers flying across the screen: [Do I look that decadent?]
After sending the message, he expected a quick reply, but after waiting for a while, he received nothing.
Is she busy? Didn't she see it? Does she not want to chat anymore? What does she mean, does she really want me to enter the entertainment industry? Was what I just said redundant?
Gu Si stared at the phone screen. The peach, as big as his fist, was finished, but there was still no reply.
He put down the phone with some annoyance and saw a guitar hanging on the wall. He had bought it for over two hundred thousand yuan on a whim, but it had been gathering dust for years.
Gu Si flipped over and got up. He didn't even bother to put on his shoes, going barefoot to take down the guitar, only to get his hands covered in dust.
He placed the guitar case on the ground and was about to open it when he suddenly heard a text message notification. His heart leaped with joy. He quickly ran to the sofa and sat down, a smile unconsciously appearing on his face, revealing two charming dimples.
[Decadence is also an aesthetic.]
Gu Si tilted his body and lay on his side on the sofa, propping his head with one hand and typing a text message with the other.
[As a rough guy, it's the first time someone has praised my beauty. I don't know whether to be happy or resentful.]
"Boss..." Su Bin pushed the door open. He didn't expect to see his boss smiling like an idiot.
Su Bin froze at the doorway, feeling that his boss was acting strangely.
Gu Si's smile instantly vanished upon hearing the voice, and he returned to his usual lazy and ruthless demeanor. "Is it arranged?"
Su Bin snapped back to attention, entered the room, and said, "It's all arranged. We'll take action when he's discharged."
Gu Si nodded with satisfaction. "Go ahead."
Su Bin respectfully agreed and withdrew. However, as he closed the door, he saw his boss once again staring at his phone and smiling foolishly.
Su Bin shivered and quickly closed the door, leaving.
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Meanwhile, Quan Zhiwei and Quan Xiaotang took a taxi to Guanghuan Building, Block A. To their surprise, as soon as they entered the revolving door, they saw a group of reporters surrounding the turnstile, some holding cameras, others holding microphones. Every time someone came out of the turnstile, the reporters would swarm them, taking photos and asking if they were Quan Jiu, scaring the ordinary people who ran away shaking their heads.
The lobby manager, finding that shouting was ineffective, called a group of security guards and angrily said, "Your behavior has seriously affected our work and caused great inconvenience to all tenants. Please all leave."
After speaking, the security team, holding shields, forcibly drove the group of reporters out of the lobby.
Quan Xiaotang felt it was a good opportunity and quickly urged Quan Zhiwei on.
The two arrived at the turnstile. Quan Xiaotang said to the property service staff standing at the turnstile, "Please open the door for us. We forgot to bring our work badges."
However, the property service staff didn't fall for it. "Sorry, you can't go up without a work badge."
Quan Zhiwei immediately became angry. "Forgetting to bring it is normal. Why can't we enter?"
The property service staff directly took out a booklet. "Which company are you from? I'll contact your HR department. If you are confirmed to be employees of this building, I will open the door for you."
The two were immediately stumped, their faces looking a bit sheepish.
Quan Xiaotang thought for a moment and then said, "We are the cousin and cousin of the boss of Chu Xin Culture. Please contact her for us and tell her we've come to see her. Give her our names, Quan Xiaotang and Quan Zhiwei, and she'll definitely let us in."
The service staff looked impatient. "You are not the first people who want to go to Chu Xin Culture. Their HR supervisor has clearly stated that anyone who wants to enter their company without a work badge will not be allowed in."
Too many people wanted to enter Chu Xin Culture today, most of them disguised as reporters. The service staff had lost their patience. "Why don't you call your colleague and have them bring your work badge down for you."
After being told this, Quan Zhiwei and Quan Xiaotang knew it was indeed unlikely they could go upstairs.
The two left the turnstile dejectedly.
Quan Xiaotang saw the waiting area in the corner of the lobby and suggested, "Let's just wait here. She'll definitely come down."
Quan Zhiwei thought it made sense, and the siblings sat down in the waiting area.