The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 384

Chapter 384: 365 Not Worthy, Bumped into Ying Zijin at Imperial Capital University [2 Updates]_2 Chapter 384: 365 Not Worthy, Bumped into Ying Zijin at Imperial Capital University [2 Updates]_2 “To be honest, this incident has nothing to do with Xixi, it’s the fans who have been too radical. We are reflecting, and we admit our mistakes.”

Having placated the fans, Ye Xi felt a bit better.

However, before she could fully relax, a hot search rose to the top.

#Chuguang Media, Daddy Warbucks#

“@ChuguangMediaV: Daddy Warbucks decides to invest another 400 million in @Youth202V”

“@Youth202V: Thank you, Daddy, thank you!”

Underneath the two posts, netizens began to mock.

“This is hilarious, Daddy Warbucks clearly made the additional investment after he saw that Ye Xi wasn’t in the program, right?”

“That apology from Ye Xi, her handwriting is like a dog’s crawling. Didn’t she graduate from the Imperial Capital Film Academy? Is her academic ability really that bad?”

“Chuguang Media is becoming more generous. I heard there’s a new Executive Director, does anyone know who it is?”

Someone went online to check, only to find that the name of Chuguang Media’s legal representative had been blurred out.

As for the rest of the shareholders, there were no changes from before.

**

Inside the ISC training camp classroom.

After logging out of Chuguang Media’s Weibo account, Ying Zijin switched to her personal low-key account.

This time, she didn’t underestimate the netizens’ ability to spot details; she only liked posts without uploading pictures, so her small account wasn’t exposed.

At that moment, Zuo Li came over with a stack of documents and tentatively asked, “Classmate Ying, are you free tomorrow?”

Ying Zijin lifted her eyes to look at him.

“No, no, no, it’s nothing serious,” Zuo Li stammered under her gaze, “Imperial Capital University has built a new laboratory and they’ve invited you to have a look.”

“Tomorrow—” Ying Zijin flipped through her calendar, “I’m free, sure.”

Zuo Li nodded, then as if he suddenly remembered something, he said seriously, “Classmate Ying, you must run if you encounter anyone from the computer science department.”

Ying Zijin nodded: “Hmm? What’s up?”

“Those maniacs are really aggressive when it comes to poaching talent, I’m afraid they’ll tear you apart,” he said.

“…”

**

Elsewhere.

The Feng Shui Alliance.

Ying Tianlv gave a wry smile: “Yes.”

“That’s it then.” Wen Renshan paused before continuing, “The dreams Mr. Ying is having, do they have something to do with the word ‘death’?”

Ying Tianlv’s demeanor perked up: “Master Wen Ren can really tell?” _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

He wasn’t much of a believer in Feng Shui and divination, but now he felt he had to believe.

“Don’t think it’s so mystical.” Wen Renshan chuckled, “It’s just ordinary physiognomy. If it were those truly powerful diviners,”

“If they wish to calculate, they can recite the dreams you’ve had in full detail, clearer than your own memory.”

Ying Tianlv gasped softly: “That’s amazing.”

Dreams are a reflection of the subconscious; even the person dreaming can’t remember every single detail clearly.

Wen Renshan handed him a pen: “Please.”

Ying Tianlv wrote down the two dreams he had as he remembered them.

He had talked about the first dream with Ying Zijin, but not the second one.

Because the second dream didn’t involve Ying Zijin—it involved him.

In the dream, he saw Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua taking him and Ying Yuexuan on a trip out of town, and in the end, there was a car accident.