Chapter 3 — Women Don't Want Love, Just Want To Get Rich

6. Before getting off the bus, Ly Dao and I exchanged jackets. When Ta Nhuong and I stepped out in front of the company gate, the lurking reporters immediately rushed forward, cameras flashing continuously. A reporter quickly rushed forward, bringing the microphone close to my face: "Miss Lam! Someone took a picture of a girl suspecting that she was shopping with Ta Nhuong, and there were many intimate actions... May I ask, is that you? What is your relationship?" I smiled faintly, looking straight into the camera: "Ta Nhuong is the face representing our company's sports line. Today we went together to survey the market and research customer needs. I didn't expect to cause such a big misunderstanding." Having finished speaking, I turned to look at Ta Nhuong, letting my eyes naturally pass over him with just the right amount of... "admiration": "Ta Nhuong is an extremely professional brand representative, very suitable for our orientation." Ta Nhuong nodded cooperatively, the corners of his lips curling up into a standard smile. In the eyes of outsiders, we are like a good pair of partners. Another reporter quickly threw out a sharp question: "So how do you explain the song 《Dear L.》? After all, this letter L coincides with your last name..." I tilted my head slightly, showing a standard smile: "The interesting thing about 《Send L.》 lies in the fact that this letter L has countless possibilities. Love, Live, Liberty — it can be sent to love, life, or it can be sent to freedom... Each listener will has its own explanation.” Pausing for a moment, I continued naturally: "This song has many layers of meaning, subtle metaphors in each word. Every time I listen to it, I have different emotions. As an audience member, I was truly moved many times." The interview ended, I turned around and walked away. Ta Nhuong quickly chased after her, her voice clearly showing doubt: "How did you know there were reporters in front of the company gate? And you responded so quickly?" I stopped walking, tilted my head, curled my lips into a smile full of meaning: "Because... I arranged the reporter." Ta Nhuong's eyes widened. I calmly explained: "On the same day, if another hot news story is created but has a reasonable basis, it will easily dilute public opinion and push the spotlight in another direction. When the information is distorted, netizens will be led by my nose." Ta Nhuong's face changed continuously, eventually becoming an extremely complicated expression. He looked at me in confusion, then suddenly lowered his voice: "Wait... Lam Chi, do you... really like me?" I stood still for exactly three seconds, the corner of my mouth twitching: "To be honest, I only used you before. But I also compensate you fairly and let you be a brand representative." He put his hands on his hips and raised his chin arrogantly: "But I'll say it first, in my heart there is only Dao Dao. Don't you dare dream about it!" I: "???" I took a deep breath, tried to stay calm, and finally let out a tired sentence: "You're thinking too much. I just don't want you to affect the company." Ta Nhuong looked at me half incredulously, half in doubt, but I didn't bother to waste any more words, turned around and walked into the elevator. Anyway… There's still a bunch of work waiting for me to deal with. The bullets exploded again: 【 Huaaaa? Is the main male idol not leaving the entertainment industry anymore? This is not scientific! 】 【 The female sidekick is so annoying, she keeps messing with the little couple! 】 【 But... does anyone think that she's so beautiful that she's amazing at manipulating the media? Are not? I vote 100 points for Lam Chi! 】 7. During the time that followed, I devoted all my attention to design. Ammunition continuously updates the love triangle between Ly Dao and the three male leads. To be honest… I don't really care. As long as it doesn't affect my cash flow, everything is fine. Over the past few years, I have been very clear about my position. No matter who the three male leads fall in love with, my end will definitely be tragic. To put it bluntly — it's impossible to tease. That day, I was as usual, busy editing the design. On the screen, a series of bullets shot out: 【Wow! The movie emperor abandoned the entire crew because of the female lead! 】 【 So sweet! Just because the female lead drunk texted him, I melted! 】 【 But after that, anti bought hot search blacked out, saying the actor was unprofessional, he was so angry... withdrew from the entertainment industry. 】 Me: “…” Leaving the entertainment industry again? Do these people treat their careers like playing toy? To be honest, among the three male leads, Tu Lac Bach - the Shadow Emperor - is the one with the strongest backing. Wanting to dominate hot search is just a small thing for him. So I guess, he deliberately used this excuse to withdraw from the entertainment industry, so that he could openly love Ly Dao. That's fine. Anyway, this has nothing to do with me. Anyway, Tu Lac Bach is not the representative face, nor does my company have any cooperation with him. Worst of all, in the future, if my love story is exposed, someone will say that I was in love with myself in the past. But… it doesn't matter. In fact, I have clung to his heat many times, and now I feel like I no longer owe him any love. Thinking of this, I let out a breath, relaxed myself, and continued to focus on the design in front of me. But at that moment, a thought suddenly flashed in my mind. Over the years, although I have tried to avoid the mistakes of the "original script", what if something unexpected happens? So, I secretly prepared a retreat for myself. That is... by all means, collecting the signatures of the three male leads. Cough cough. I thought... if one day I was really in trouble, these three autographs would sell for a lot of money, right? If Xu Luo Bai withdrew from the entertainment industry... Then what else would his signature... be worth?! Me: “Fuck.” No, we have to sell out before the scandal breaks out! Anyway, I had the guts to ask for each sheet, I couldn't leave it moldy in the drawer like that. I can't let myself have enough disdainful looks but now I can't earn any money. 8. Say it and do it. I immediately posted more than a dozen posts selling Tu Lac Bach's autograph on IdleFish. After all, he is the second hottest actor today, a four-digit autograph price is also too reasonable. Less than ten minutes later, a girl sent a private message: "Sister, how many autographs of Tu Lac Bach do you have? I bought them all." I counted quickly and typed a reply: "A total of 42, honey." The girl did not hesitate: "Okay, 50,000. I'll buy it all." I: "???" Spending fifty thousand at a time? I haven't recovered from the shock yet. But thinking about it again... Maybe selling it to only one person is... a bit embarrassing. I tried texting: "Or... honey, just buy 1-2 copies, I'm afraid Tu Lac Bach is about to explode." The girl answered firmly: "I love him no matter what. Even if he turns into a pile of rubble, I still love him." … True fan. It's hard. That's it then. I There's nothing more to say, just deal. The girl offered to trade in person at a coffee shop. I thought for a moment, didn't see any problem, but to ensure privacy, I wore a tight mask. Arriving at the coffee shop, I had barely sat down when I saw two people walking towards me. Ly Dao. And…Tu Lac Bach. Me: “…” My heart skipped a beat. First reflex — run. But before he could turn around, his arm was held tightly by Tu Lac Bach. His voice was cold as ice: "Dao Dao said... are you illegally selling my signature?" Before I could answer, he yanked the mask off my face. I stopped dead in my tracks, trying to force a forced smile. Tu Lac Bach snorted coldly, his eyes as sharp as knives: "So it's you, Lam Chi. Are you using this trick to attract my attention? Stop dreaming. In my heart there is only Dao Dao." Pausing for a moment, his voice lowered, carrying a threatening breath: "If you dare to bother me again, I will make your company disappear." Me: “…” My spine felt cold, my whole body trembled instinctively.