novelhk Chapter 10: A Grand Celebration with Drums and Gongs, and Three Embroidered Banners
Chapter 10: A Grand Celebration with Drums and Gongs, and Three Embroidered Banners
Since a gift was given to Song Yirou, the Song family naturally couldn't treat her differently.
Song Nanxi is a very fair and kind person!
The next morning, the sound of gongs and drums could be heard outside.
An emcee was also at the front, shouting through a megaphone, "Presenting a banner! Presenting a banner!"
Apart from the old man, the younger generation had all moved out and started their own families long ago.
For example, the eldest son, Song Hai, and his family live in a well-known wealthy area of H City.
This area is full of detached villas and is usually very quiet, but today it's bustling with activity, and many people at home couldn't help but peek out to see what was going on.
"Oh my, whose family are we sending this banner to? What a grand gesture!"
"It looks like it's heading to the Song family. Could it be a gift for Song Yirou? Sigh, among our peers, how come she's so outstanding!"
The neighbors were talking about it, and more and more people were paying attention to this place.
Lin Bei was the only one at home at the time.
Lin Bei frowned deeply, "Is this a high-end residential area or a wet market? It's so noisy!"
She was already in a bad mood, so she immediately told the maid to call the property management to get rid of the group of people, and then she went out herself.
The honor guard stopped right in front of the gate of the Song family villa.
Upon seeing Lin Bei, the emcee's eyes lit up, and he immediately announced loudly, "Madam Song, here is a banner for you, please accept it!"
"What? It's for Lin Bei?"
Facing the probing gazes of the crowd, Lin Bei's face turned ashen. "What banner or not! I don't know anything about this. Take it away now. Whoever wants such an ugly thing can have it. If you keep dawdling, I'll have the property management kick you out!"
What a ridiculous rural honor guard! I should have known better than to come out; it's so embarrassing!
That won't do! Their honor guard received a hefty fee.
The emcee's eyes lit up. "We don't need the banner, but our employer said we have to send our heartfelt message! Guys, bring out the banner!"
Swish swish!
Three banners were unfurled.
As the loudspeaker blared, the emcee read aloud the words on the banner.
First line: A good mother!
The second line: Absolutely awesome!
"Horizontal inscription: Azalea parasitizes, the elegant sparrow has no regrets!"
After the banner was read aloud, the honor guard, accompanied by gongs and drums, rode away before the property management staff arrived.
A group of people were left looking at each other in bewilderment.
The scene was completely silent, but the words on the banner had already been broadcast into the villa through loudspeakers...
Before long, the news of presenting the banner spread like wildfire throughout the entire circle.
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At this moment, Song Nanxi quietly slipped out of the old house.
"Song Nanxi!"
Hearing the sound, Song Nanxi turned around.
Chi Hao waved excitedly and poked his head out of the car, "It's me! Chi Hao!"
Song Nanxi crossed her arms. "If nothing unexpected happens, I shouldn't have lost my memory."
"Haha, you're so funny." Chi Hao asked cheerfully, "Where are you planning to go? It's not easy to get a taxi around here, shall we give you a ride?"
The old house is in a remote location. In the past, the Song family's old house was called the Song Family Mansion. All the facilities inside are old and outdated. Only the elderly are nostalgic and the place is quiet, so they haven't moved away. The younger generation can't get used to living there.
There are several other houses nearby, all owned by the prominent families of H City.
Song Nanxi saw Jiang Muye in the passenger seat. The young man had silver hair that drooped listlessly, and he looked dejected, exuding an aura of irritability.
She raised an eyebrow. "It would be great to hitch a ride, but is it up to you?"
"Ahem, wait a minute." Chi Hao turned his head, "Brother Ye..."
Jiang Mu's thin eyelids drooped as he said, "Get in the car."
Chi Hao immediately said happily, "Brother Ye agreed! Get in the car quickly, I still have something I want to ask you!"
Song Nanxi got into the car.
"What are you doing here?" Song Nanxi asked.
"I'm here to rescue Ye Ge! You don't know, last night you and Song Yirou were racing and it was live-streamed. That idiot even filmed Ye Ge's profile. When Grandpa Jiang found out, he was furious. Look how badly he scolded Ye Ge, he's like a grandson now."
"Pfft..." Song Nanxi said, "Even if you don't discipline him, he's still a grandson."
Chi Hao: "Oh, that's true."
Jiang Muye: "?"
What kind of brain-dead conversation is this?
"And what about you? Ling Sheng took you away last night. Did he give you any trouble?"
Song Nanxi casually replied, "No, they just sent me back to the old house and gave me a scolding."
There was a moment of silence in the car.
"Oh."
Someone laughed.
Chi Hao belatedly realized, "Wow, what a coincidence! Tsk tsk tsk, it seems the older generation doesn't like the younger generation playing with such dangerous things. Luckily, compared to you guys, I'm really a good boy!"
Snapped!
No sooner had he finished speaking than he was slapped on the back of the head.
Chi Hao turned his head and met Jiang Mu's dangerous gaze. The young man's smile was sinister. "Good boy, try saying that again."
"Ugh, never mind, never mind!"
You can't touch a tiger's whiskers!
The car fell silent, and Jiang Mu leaned back lazily in his seat, his eyes showing faint dark circles.
Song Nanxi glanced at Jiang Muye from behind; his face was as white as a ghost, enough to send him straight to the morgue.
However, she didn't say anything and just sent messages on her phone.
Once outside the old district, Song Nanxi spotted the familiar license plate number in the distance.
She tapped the back of the chair, "Sweetie, you can stop now, someone's here to pick me up."
Chi Hao rolled his eyes. "Song Nanxi, that's enough! Are you trying to sarcastic or mock me?"
She and Jiang Mu are truly a match made in heaven!
The car stopped, and Song Nanxi got out.
He paused, then smiled and reminded her, "Your brother looks like he's about to die, hurry up and get him to the hospital."
After saying that, he strode toward the black G-Class parked by the roadside.
Chi Hao was stunned; Song Nanxi's words were too sharp.
"Tsk."
Jiang Mu also twitched his lips, his temples throbbing with pain, but his expression was as if nothing was wrong.
That's why Chi Hao only noticed it now; his face was as white as a ghost!
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Hearing the car door open, Ling Sheng calmly looked away and started the car.
"Is the PowerPoint presentation ready? When are you going to tell me about your revenge plan?"
Was she being sexually assaulted? She turned her head and saw the man's serious face.
He clicked his tongue and said, "Brother Ling, you're too vengeful. It's just 100,000. For Young Master Ling, it's like giving alms to a beggar."
Ling Sheng smirked, "Are you a beggar?"
Song Nanxi said seriously, "I can be." She held up both hands and said, "Ling giegie, burst points and gold coins."
The air was silent for two seconds.
Ling Sheng spoke again, his voice laced with rage, "Does the Song family lack you for food or money?"
"Huh? You guessed it. No food, no money, and you're looked down upon. Are you satisfied with this answer, Ling Gegie?"
"..." Ling Sheng frowned deeply. "Are you serious?"
"That's fake," Song Nanxi shrugged, her tone light. "My father-in-law dotes on me so much that even if the rest of the Song family treats me like I'm invisible, I won't starve. I just go back to the old house to freeload whenever I have free time."
The woman next to me never tells the truth and can easily leave you speechless.
Ling Sheng remained silent for a moment.
"As long as you are my artist, I will take care of you."
So, there's no need to worry about starving to death.
Huanxing Media.
This company was founded by Ling Sheng and doesn't have many signed artists.
Given Ling Sheng's discerning eye, he probably won't be able to sign many artists in his lifetime. Song Nanxi has serious doubts about whether Huanxing Media can grow into a major player.
"Ling Sheng, now you can tell me, why did you bring me to the company?"
Ling Sheng swiped his card and led Song Nanxi up the elevator.
He said calmly, "Find someone to keep an eye on you."
"What do you mean?"
"Literal meaning."
Soon, Song Nanxi knew what Ling Sheng was going to do.
"Brother Ling, everyone's here and waiting in the meeting room." A young man in a suit strode forward to greet Ling Sheng as he came up.
Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow, crossed her arms, and looked around Ling Sheng's office.
This was actually her first time here. Back then, she was determined to enter the entertainment industry, and after Grandpa Song's attempts to dissuade her failed, he quickly sent Ling Sheng with the contract.
Even the signing of the contract was completed by Song Nanxi at the old house.
In that case, it's not unjustified for the people at Huanxing to say she was a "nepotism hire."
“Hmm,” Ling Sheng nodded, glancing at Song Nanxi, “Let’s go in.”
"Tsk, I'll go in, but I have conditions." Song Nanxi stood at the door of the reception room, drawing out the last syllable as she looked at Ling Sheng.
Seeing her attitude, He Jian, who was standing next to Ling Sheng, couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.
Is Song Nanxi good-natured as Brother Ling?
Ling Sheng frowned. "Song Nanxi, what you need to do now is follow orders."
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t listen,” Song Nanxi blinked, “but shouldn’t I at least take better care of my eyes? You’re going to have someone monitor me, so it’s… not wrong for me to expect the other person to be taller, more handsome, and better at serving people, right?”
That's a joke; there's no way such a person could exist.
Song Nanxi never intended to have someone follow her around all the time.
Sure enough, Ling Sheng's face darkened more and more after hearing her conditions.
The air temperature seemed to have dropped several degrees.
“There’s no such person. Even if there were, I couldn’t arrange it for you.” Ling Sheng now felt that of all his artists, Song Nanxi was the most troublesome. Who knew when she would drop another bombshell on him? “I’ll say it again, go in.”
Song Nanxi: "...I'm warning you, you're not allowed to call me 'Daddy' so casually!"
Ling Sheng took out his phone and started dialing Grandpa Song's number.
Song Nanxi immediately rushed forward, grabbed his hand, and glared at him through gritted teeth: "Is this all you know how to do!"
Ling Sheng tilted his head slightly. "Are we going in or not?"
"Go in, go in! Just don't regret it!"
Song Nanxi pushed open the door to the reception room and went inside.
What comes into view is a row of muscular men standing straight. Putting aside their looks, just their physiques alone would make them top-tier potential content creators for any online platform!
"Wow, so cool~" Song Nanxi became genuinely curious and asked sincerely, "Um, with your figures, have you really not considered creating a short video account, maybe something a little bit edgy?"
Anyway, nine out of ten people online who are just flirting with the truth are masked, and their physiques aren't necessarily as good as these hunks.
Ling Sheng, who entered a step later, had a dark face, ignoring the slight displeasure in his heart, "Song, Nan, Xi!"
Song Nanxi wasn't afraid of him at all; in fact, she was eager to try. "Ling Sheng, why don't you start an MCN company and sign all these people as streamers? I'll invest, what do you say?"
With the current trend of short videos, there's definitely potential!
Ling Sheng laughed angrily, almost gritting his teeth as he asked, "What would you do if you signed in? A borderline streamer? You're a female celebrity, do you know what will happen if you get caught?"
"Go ahead and criticize me. Don't you think I've already collapsed into ruins in the eyes of the audience?"
Unfortunately, Song Nanxi finds it difficult to be upset and cry just because she's being attacked online.
Even seeing the negative comments online makes me laugh. They're all the same old insults, nothing new!
Ling Sheng's head was about to explode: "..."
The muscular guys looked at each other in disbelief. Was this the employer they were trying to get? Was it a bit too hardcore?
One of them whispered, "Boss, we're here to be bodyguards, not to sell ourselves!"
"Yeah, she won't make me do striptease in the future, will she?" Another person agreed wholeheartedly!
In the crowd, a young man wearing a mask stood in the far corner, his lips tightly pressed together, his eyes gently lowered.
Compared to other muscular men with large, imposing muscles, he appeared much thinner, looking at first glance like a little chick who had wandered into an eagle's team-building event.
They look so pitiful.
"What's wrong with dancing a striptease for your employer? If you make them happy, you're bound to get a bonus, right? Besides, all those muscles are there to be seen!"
Song Nanxi never rests until his words are startling.
"Hehe, that makes sense, Miss Song. How about I give you a performance right here?" Some of the more outgoing ones immediately grinned and said, "I can do it! As long as you give me a raise, everything's negotiable!"
"Shut up! I run a legitimate company!" This was the first time Chen Feng, the owner of a security company, had encountered such a demand.
"Miss Song, please, stop teasing them," Chen Feng said with a wry smile, patting Ling Sheng on the shoulder. With his back to Song Nanxi, he winked at Ling Sheng, "Brother, what's going on?"
You only said you wanted to hire bodyguards, but you didn't say you wanted to sell yourself!
Ling Sheng's lips twitched. "Ignore her. We don't need bodyguards who can do striptease."
He let Song Nanxi choose one.
Song Nanxi stroked her chin, stood in front of the group, and raised her fox-like eyes slightly, "Really, can't we have them all?"
Actually, she's quite interested in starting an MCN company.
The men in front of them were all roughnecks, and many of them blushed with embarrassment at being stared at by such a beautiful woman with a smile.
Ling Sheng watched, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
“These won’t do,” he said to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng was also quite embarrassed, cursing the group of good-for-nothings in his heart, but he was also helpless. "The company's veterans have all signed long-term contracts with those big bosses. This group has only recently retired from the military. But with our relationship, the people I can bring are definitely top-notch. You can rest assured about that."
“I trust you,” Ling Sheng pinched the bridge of his nose, “but I don’t trust her.”
Chen Feng touched his nose, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a spot in the far corner. His eyes lit up, but then quickly dimmed again.
They had also overheard Song Nanxi and Ling Sheng's conversation at the conference room door.
She said she wanted to find someone handsome and tall.
But the person he most wanted to recommend had that kind of face problem...
"Are you also applying for a bodyguard position?"
Song Nanxi's gaze fell on the corner, where the young man wearing a mask clearly did not expect the other party to notice him, and a look of surprise quickly appeared in his eyes.
"Yes, it's you."
Chen Feng suddenly tensed up!
Seeing that the other person was standing still, he urged anxiously, "Qi Yu! Come here!"
Seeing the instructor's anxiety, Qi Yu clenched her hands tightly and said softly, "I don't meet Miss Song's criteria for choosing a bodyguard."
Why waste time?
"Oh?" Song Nanxi walked up to the other person unhurriedly. "Your name is Qi Yu?"
This name—it sounds very familiar!
She glanced back at Chen Feng and Ling Sheng, and to her surprise, Ling Sheng had even given her a male lead with great fortune.
Then she won't hold back!