Chapter 602: Chapter 599: Mask (1)
She recognized every word spoken by Han Yifan, but when strung together, she didn’t understand. First off, she didn’t know if this guy was greeting her or addressing Xia Siyu. Secondly, even if he was speaking to Xia Siyu, who was the “ta” he mentioned in his words? It sounded like a gentleman; was it Bo Yan?
Ever since Han Yifan fell for Shang Feifei at first sight in the banquet hall last time, he finally stopped holing up in his bar playing heavy metal music. He ran back to the Han Family, asking to work in the company.
His old man, seeing this wayward son finally starting to get back on track, was beyond thrilled. He thought of 108 jobs for him to do, but this guy was determined to work in the company’s advertising department. He even grandly declared, “I want to expand my networks.”
Just let him go; after all, that department was just there to promote them, a sinecure. If he wanted to gain experience, let him go.
The first thing Han Yifan did upon taking up the reins was convince the family to find a spokesperson for their enterprise, which turned out to be Shang Feifei. There was business to be made, so why not? Shang Feifei nodded in agreement, and he naturally managed to get her personal contact information, her WeChat and the like.
Once he got WeChat, the first thing he did was to spy on her Moments, only to discover that Shang Feifei had set her Moments to be visible to friends for three days. A person with character, understanding the importance of privacy protection, admirable!
He then delved into the archaeology of Shang Feifei’s Weibo and even donned a disguise to blend into her fan club, but currently, due to a low level, he couldn’t get any effective information. Most of Shang Feifei’s Weibo was business-related, and the really old ones, probably personally posted by her, she had deleted them all. She hardly left any privacy out there.
Even after they made contact, she was water-tight, giving off a polite and gentle vibe during their interactions, but one could clearly feel the sense of detachment in her behavior.
Apart from not being as aloof, she was an exact copy of Bo Yan. Or rather, a Xia Sicai without any ill intentions. She had Xia Sicai’s savvy, but not Xia Sicai’s scheming.
The only thing that was certain was that unlike Xia Siyu, who was riddled with scandals, she had not had a single boyfriend since she entered the industry.
Previously, she had a bit of a crush on Bo Yan, and was mercilessly rejected, overall in a relationship hiatus.
Shang Feifei was considered top tier, having seen plenty of wealthy heirs. She wasn’t lacking in money nor was she materialistic; all she wanted was to win the Best Actress award and surpass her idol, Wen Qunxiao. Han Yifan’s princely pursuit tactics were utterly ignored by her.
He had boldly claimed in front of Bo Yan that he would bed her within a month. Now, half a month had passed. Yet they were still only at the stage of WeChat greetings such as “How are you,” “Have you eaten,” “How was your day” — the kind of awkwardness that didn’t even qualify them as friends.
However, Han Yifan was not one to give up easily; wherever Shang Feifei attended an event, as long as he received notification, he followed her, which was why he ran into Xia Siyu this time.
Seeing Shang Feifei’s confusion about his relationship with Xia Siyu, he hurriedly explained, “She’s my junior, and also a friend of my brother… my friend’s friend.”
The group didn’t chat for long before the fashion show started. First the female models, then the males.
The theme this time was “Masquerade and Reality.” She looked at several male models, wearing masks, all with exceptionally good physiques. Especially one model, with a bronze complexion and an outstanding figure, Xia Siyu silently compared, even better than Bo Yan.