Xiang Wenxin nodded, an innocent look on her face, "Yes, what's the matter? Do you have a problem with that?"
Well, she wasn't flustered anymore; she had stabilized!
Liu Zhizhong admitted defeat, nodded, and said nothing more.
He hurried to book the rooms, one for each person, where they could take showers and nap separately. Liu Zhizhong wanted to pay—it wasn't much, just 800 yuan for two five-star hourly rooms, 4 hours, which was enough.
But the front desk said Mr. Liu Zhizhong was set as a complimentary guest of the hotel, no need for payment.
This left Liu Zhizhong at a loss, and all he could do was sigh to Xiang Wenxin, "Ah, the Guide is really too courteous!"
Xiang Wenxin smiled faintly, with a hint of mystery, and went straight to her room with the key.
Ah, there was nothing Liu Zhizhong could do about Qingqing's situation; he could only go along with Xiang Wenxin's arrangements. He had sweated a lot from climbing the mountain in the morning, and taking a shower felt quite relaxing. Plus, he could get the hotel to launder his clothes and return them in 2 hours.
The service was still acceptable.
While lying on the bed for a nap, Liu Zhizhong still sent Feng Xiaoyue a message about finding Qingqing.
Feng Xiaoyue was also excited, but discussed with Liu Zhizhong whether they should release a media message?
Liu Zhizhong knew there were commercial interests involved and agreed to release it, but strictly cautioned that they could not disclose the name of the hospital where she was located to avoid unnecessary public scrutiny and visits. It was best to keep it hidden.
Feng Xiaoyue agreed and asked Liu Zhizhong to record a new voice message on-site about the matter concerning Qingqing.
Without a second word, Liu Zhizhong wrote the script seriously and then recorded it emotionally, forwarding it to Feng Xiaoyue.
On her end, Feng Xiaoyue had the company edit it, adding some video images, and uploaded it to Mr. L's latest collection of works at 1:30 PM.
You can imagine, how explosive such a video could become?
Half an hour later, Mr. L almost topped the charts, but remained in third place.
Because the top two were explosive incidents, one in a certain state, where a woman protected a foreign mother and child and got stabbed to death by a local unemployed man; the other in a certain autonomous state, where villagers oppressed by a powerful family blew up three houses, killed five people, and spared the wife of the last family as she had been kind, and the killer said she never harassed him.
Those two events were so explosive, they were not easily overshadowed.
Mr. L only briefly overshadowed these two stories for about five or six hours that evening.
Of course, by the next day, Mr. L had slid down to 10th place on the hot list while the other two stories were pushed down to the 15th or lower...
After recording his part, Liu Zhizhong didn't bother with anything else, leaving everything to Feng Xiaoyue and her team to manage.
Lying down, he still harbored some beautiful expectations and gradually fell asleep.
Qingqing had been found, hopefully, her biological parents could also be located!
He got up on time, changed into the clean clothes delivered by the hotel, feeling refreshed.
Liu Zhizhong left his room to meet Xiang Wenxin downstairs.
By then, Xiang Wenxin had already arrived, changing into a fresh outfit, oh...
A purple ripple-patterned dress paired with matching sports shoes and backpack—my god, was she the fashionable Southern goddess, a natural wardrobe model?
Liu Zhizhong once again felt the power of the Iron Fist Family—this truly was a powerful family!
Someone had delivered new clothes to her during the nap time.
What frustrated Liu Zhizhong even more was that Xiang Wenxin flaunted a new phone in front of him, saying, "My young apprentice, no need for you to compensate me for the phone. My family sent someone with the latest model, fully charged."
Liu Zhizhong forced a smile, feeling a bit aggrieved, "Master, why do you do this? Didn't we agree you'd wait till we got down the mountain for me to compensate?"
"Wait for you to compensate? The daylilies would be cold by then. Forget it, it's my own fault, not your concern. Ever since we were kids, our parents taught my brother and me that if you do something, you have to bear the consequences yourself!"
Xiang Wenxin's earnest expression and words made Liu Zhizhong give her a thumbs-up.
Not bad, this woman, though a bit spoiled, did speak reasonably!
This powerful family sure had a unique way of raising the next generation!
Then, Liu Zhizhong said, "Alright then, I got off cheaply. Come on, I'll treat you to a cable car ride down the mountain!"
Xiang Wenxin replied, "No need for your treat, I already bought the tickets. Just go over and take it." Updates are released by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩
"Ah..." Liu Zhizhong shook his head and sighed ruefully, "I say, Master, why are you and your brother always so polite?"
"Cut the crap! I don't want to lose face in front of Feng Jianren, don't you understand?"
Xiang Wenxin spoke coldly, and somewhat excitedly cursed in a low voice, "This b*tch has made a killing again! Just during our nap time, Mr. L released another work, stating that Qingqing has been found. You must have snitched to Feng Jianren, didn't you?"