I had to admit, the imagination of netizens was truly incredible. They even made up something about the illegitimate child of Huaxia's richest man. It was obvious it came from some clickbait accounts talking nonsense.
However, from now on, there would definitely be another super-rich second generation on the internet, just like Wang Cong.
Many people had already started looking for Fang Jueyu's Weibo, but since Fang Jueyu's appearance had changed quite a bit, former acquaintances almost couldn't recognize him from the not-so-clear photos. Therefore, no one had really dug out his real information.
"Are you hungry? How about we go eat first?" After dealing with those pesky fans, it was already past five o'clock. The two of them wandered a bit randomly and were now starving.
"As promised, I'll treat you to dinner today. You can't complain or fight over the bill!" Guo Xinyu stated stubbornly.
"Fine, I'll rely on you, the rich lady, today." Fang Jueyu joked.
"Stop teasing me. What kind of rich lady am I? Compared to a big tycoon like you, I'm not much," Guo Xinyu said with a sly smile. "Be honest with me, was that helicopter incident this morning your doing?"
"You know about that too?" Fang Jueyu was almost at a loss. It seemed grand, but if seen from an ordinary person's perspective, he bet he would silently curse with those two words, and many probably viewed it as the act of a privileged brat.
"Alright, it was me!" Fang Jueyu admitted. "But the helicopter thing was arranged by my full-time assistant, I had no idea. I was hanging in the sky for half the day, scared to death. Thinking back to that scene, his legs still felt a bit wobbly."
"It was really you?" Guo Xinyu covered her mouth. She was just joking, considering many wealthy businessmen and rich second generations attended the event today. Many had the means to summon a private helicopter.
"Okay, enough about that. Just tell me the location, and I'll drive you there!" Fang Jueyu really didn't want to continue this topic. He guessed that online it was already filled with complaints.
"Hmm, let me see. I've already reserved a spot at a famous seafood restaurant in Mordor. Although it's not super high-end, you usually have to wait a long time. We have one near our school too, and I've heard it's pretty tasty."
Guo Xinyu had heard about it from friends. After all, the money she made barely covered her daily expenses, so even though it wasn't very high-end, the average cost per person was still several hundred, which for her was a week's living expenses.
"Alright, wait here for a bit. I'll go get the car from the underground parking lot!"
"Mm okay!" Guo Xinyu agreed sweetly.
Before long, a dark purple Maserati MC12 stopped in front of Guo Xinyu, its flashy design attracting many gazes instantly.
"This... wasn't your car a Porsche Cayenne? How did it become this?" Guo Xinyu didn't care what kind of car they took, but it was psychologically burdensome for her to ride in such a luxurious sports car.
"I had no choice. My Cayenne's license plate got posted online. If I drive it out again, I'd never have a peaceful day in the future. So, I asked my assistant to arrange a car," Fang Jueyu said helplessly with a shrug. "The car I originally wanted had some issues and got recalled to the factory, so this was all that was left..."
Hearing Fang Jueyu's tone, it seemed driving this car was not really a choice. If Wang Cong were here, he'd probably open Weibo and start mocking Fang Jueyu again, right?
"Are we really going to ride this?" Honestly, even an ordinary car had become rare for her to ride ever since her family's business troubles. She felt a bit uneasy.
"If you don't get in, there are plenty of people waiting in line to hop on!" Fang Jueyu pouted. Nearby, many attractive and sweet-looking cosplayers were already gazing longingly in this direction. For them, wasn't this convention also a chance to meet a wealthy second-generation?
"Alright!" Guo Xinyu still got in the car. Sports cars had a lower center of gravity, and Fang Jueyu unintentionally caught a glimpse of the scenery under Guo Xinyu's pleated skirt from the corner of his eye, but unfortunately, there existed an extremely anti-human invention in this world—safety shorts.
"Let's go!" Fang Jueyu quickly brushed away those messy thoughts. Although he didn't know the exact location of the seafood restaurant, Xiao Yi had already input the best route into the navigation system.
"Vroom!" With the mighty roar of the engine, the car transformed into a dark purple lightning bolt running along the road, naturally attracting plenty of attention.
Suddenly, a rather bold idea popped into Fang Jueyu's mind. Guo Xinyu had a sweet voice and a formal music education background. Although being a small-time streamer could earn a decent amount, wasn't it a waste of her talent?
If she could become an official singer, that might just be Guo Xinyu's greatest dream, right?
The entertainment industry was a mixed bag, with unwritten rules lurking everywhere. Fang Jueyu was well aware of this. It wasn't about personal upbringing; sometimes in such a vast pool, you had no choice but to get caught up in it.
But Fang Jueyu definitely wouldn't allow such a thing to happen to Guo Xinyu. Therefore, the best way was to have everything under his control.
"Xiao Yi, do I have any entertainment companies under my name?" Fang Jueyu asked in his mind.
"None actually. Compared to those large investment projects, the upfront cost of the entertainment industry is too high, and the return cycles are too long. Many years ago, you withdrew from the entertainment business."
"That's great!" Fang Jueyu excitedly slapped his thigh. He wanted to invest upfront, in projects with long return cycles, not only to help Guo Xinyu but also to fulfill that big task of his. It was truly a win-win!
"Fang Jueyu, what are you doing?"
"Mosquitoes, mosquitoes, haha!" Fang Jueyu gave a silly excuse. "Xinyu, do you have any dreams?"
"Huh?" The sudden question from Fang Jueyu left Guo Xinyu dumbfounded. Why start talking about dreams all of a sudden?
"Of course, I do. I want to help my family out of the current economic troubles and let my younger siblings receive the best education."
"I didn't mean that, I meant your personal dreams," Fang Jueyu clarified. "Would you want to remain a streamer on this live platform forever?"
"Of course not," Guo Xinyu bit her lip. Anyone studying music dreams of having a glamorous stage and countless cheering fans. "My dream is to be a singer!"
"That's just what I wanted to hear," Fang Jueyu heard the answer he was most satisfied with. "How about it, would you consider becoming my artist?"