Gold Medal Mediator [Quick Transmigration] 47

Chapter 47: Sugar Mommy, Kisses (V)

Miao Keqi would be lying if he said he wasn’t moved by the job Hua Baihe offered.

Any recent university graduate from an ordinary family would find it hard to resist the temptation of eight million yuan, not to mention—

“Just to win her over, to date her, it doesn’t involve any of NB Corporation’s business secrets, right?”

He didn’t quite believe in free lunches, especially when he couldn’t figure out the person in front of him. He couldn’t believe there was a fool in this world who would spend money just to watch someone else fall in love.

But fortunately for him, he had indeed met such a fool.

“What would I do with her company’s secrets? I am a model socialist youth of the five goods. I never do anything illegal or criminal.”

Hua Baihe raised an eyebrow and looked at him in surprise.

Miao Keqi: “…”

He was about to ask more when a figure rushed out from the side, cautiously approaching their table. Normally, the waiters in this cafe were very respectful of their customers’ privacy. They would only come over to serve food and would otherwise try to give customers a quiet space to pet the cats.

But now, a girl came over, empty-handed, and approached Hua Baihe with some excitement.

“Excuse me… are you ‘Ni Baba’?”

Hua Baihe was almost shocked by the confusing relationship implied in her words.

After a three-second reaction time, she calmly denied it, “I’m not.”

The person in front of her was Xiao Li. She had just finished watching Hua Baihe’s “Blackhead Removal Episode,” and her heart was filled with indescribable joy. Now, hearing her voice, the tutorial she had just heard seemed to echo in her ears:

“Removing blackheads is easy, isn’t it? Just cover your face with a hot towel in the shower every day. When your pores open up, use any of your makeup removers, oils, or lotions, and taking advantage of the principle of oil dissolving oil—note this—rub for a bit, then wash your face with a cleanser. After you get out of the shower, use a pore-tightening product. In the long run, when your pores shrink, won’t the blackheads lose their breeding ground?”

“Fighting blackheads is a long-term battle. Hydrating and tightening your pores every day is the key. For those who give up halfway, don’t come crying to me later and say my method doesn’t work.”

The casual method and the confident tone in the video were so similar to the person in front of her.

Xiao Li was even more certain.

“It’s really you! Can I, can I take a picture with you? Oh my god, your skin is really so good. I’m so envious. You’re a real fairy!”

Perhaps it was the plain looks from the second world that gave Hua Baihe a slight obsession with her appearance. Now, hearing someone praise her to her face, she was in a very good mood. Her attention shifted, and she sized up the girl in front of her for a few seconds before shrugging, indicating that she could take a picture.

Xiao Li happily leaned over and took a picture with her. The next second, she saw the photo and decisively decided to add a mosaic over herself when she got back—

Having the pretty lady in this picture was enough. She was just extra.

After taking the picture, she didn’t forget to confess:

“Little fairy, I’ll try the blackhead removal method you mentioned tonight. Thank you for the knowledge! I love you!”

Hua Baihe couldn’t help but laugh and casually recommended a few daily skincare lotions with pore-tightening and skin-refining effects, suitable for oily areas. There were affordable and luxury options, which made Xiao Li even more grateful.

It was as if Hua Baihe was now her first love.

Xiao Li didn’t stay long. She left satisfied with her photo. But the commotion from the photo had already attracted the attention of others. Since what Hua Baihe and Miao Keqi were discussing was not for public knowledge, she suggested they go to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

Determined to find a private room this time, Hua Baihe had the yet-to-be-delivered cake packed up and calmly walked out.

Her behavior of having dinner right after afternoon tea surprised Miao Keqi—

He never thought that the blow of being rejected by Little CEO Wen would be so great for Miss Ning. She was now an internet celebrity and was also binge-eating…

Miao Keqi couldn’t help but sigh, a sense of sympathy for Hua Baihe rising in his heart.

Hua Baihe, however, didn’t understand what misunderstanding her appetite had caused. She strode out of the cafe first. Her phone in her pocket rang again, and she answered it casually.

“Hello? See the house? No time. Tell them to come back tomorrow.”

* * *

At the same time, real estate agent Xiao Liu looked at the hung-up phone, sweat beading on his forehead.

A few days ago, when someone contacted him to see the house, he had misremembered and thought he had already called the seller. It was only when the request to see the house was rejected just now that he remembered he had forgotten to inform them in advance.

In fact, the moment he saw the client who came today, he knew this deal was highly likely to go through.

But the seller wasn’t cooperating. He could only uphold his professional ethics, go over, and explain with a smile that the owner had something urgent come up. How about another day?

Zhou Xiaochen frowned. She had made an appointment to see the house with them a long time ago. It seemed the seller wasn’t in a hurry—

If it weren’t for the scarcity of good houses in City A’s business district, she wouldn’t have had her CEO Wen come in person.

Now that time had been wasted, it was difficult for her. Her face fell, and she was about to argue with the agent when Wen Congshu behind her suddenly asked:

“Which unit in Golden Branch Garden is for sale?”

Xiao Liu could tell at a glance that this was the person with the final say. The sycophantic look on his face intensified. He immediately unlocked his phone, showed her the pictures, and said quickly:

“It’s unit 8206 on the 8th floor of Building 1. This is the interior decoration. It’s a three-bedroom, one-living room layout, with a usable area of 151.4 square meters.”

But after he finished speaking, he found that the female boss in front of him had frowned, seeming a little displeased.

Little did he know, Wen Congshu found the unit number very familiar. She thought for a moment and immediately recalled that it was part of the information that had been placed on her desk that morning—

Isn’t that Ning Wanwan’s residence?

Are her circumstances so dire that she has to sell her house?

Remembering the phrase “If I don’t work hard as a streamer, I’ll have to go home and inherit the family business” from last night’s dinner, Wen Congshu hesitated for a second. With Ning Wanwan’s extravagant spending habits, if she didn’t sell the house, could she support herself just on the income from being a streamer?

To buy or not to buy, Wen Congshu was in a dilemma.

But her expression was misunderstood by Special Assistant Zhou. She thought her boss was dissatisfied with something about the house and immediately put on a stern face, saying to the person in front of her:

“Since the owner isn’t here, we’ll come back another time. I hope we won’t be stood up when we make an appointment next time.”

The agent Xiao Liu hurriedly agreed.

While Wen Congshu was still considering whether to provide financial support to Hua Baihe, someone under her was much more decisive.

* * *

As an unknown little director in the domestic film and television industry, Zheng Xiaojun couldn’t help but dream of making a name for himself with a masterpiece one day.

Unfortunately, with his qualifications, he didn’t have many good scripts to choose from, and the screenwriters he collaborated with were mostly unknown.

He didn’t have the keen market insight to find the audience’s sweet spot for commercial blockbusters. And for artistic and sentimental films, unfortunately, his aesthetics class had always been a low pass. Reality had once made him consider quitting the industry.

Until—

The concept of web series appeared.

His nose, which had been dull for over a decade, finally smelled the scent of money.

This time, the NB-invested “The Daily Life of a Transmigrated Consort” gave him hope of becoming famous.

After reading the script, his mind was filled with inspiration for shooting scenes for this drama. Although the budget was not large, and he was required to use new faces to reduce costs, he still felt that he was the chosen one!

No difficulty could stop him from filming this masterpiece!

Sure enough—

Just as he was planning to have lunch and go to the local media school in City A to find suitable candidates, heaven sent him the perfect male and female leads!

“Hello, may I disturb you for a moment?”

Just as Hua Baihe and Miao Keqi were walking upstairs, a middle-aged man with bright eyes came towards them.

She looked at the thinning hair on his head and was surprised.

I couldn’t possibly be attracting fans like this, could I?

I’m a streamer who will definitely not recommend hair growth products!

Miao Keqi had always been a polite person. Seeing that Hua Baihe didn’t look impatient, he immediately smiled at the other person and nodded. “Hello, may I help you?”

Zheng Xiaojun quickly introduced himself:

“My name is Zheng Xiaojun. I’m a director. It’s like this, do you want to be stars? I’m currently preparing to shoot a web series called ‘The Daily Life of a Transmigrated Consort.’ This is my business card… hey, my business card… hiss, I think I forgot to bring it.”

As he spoke, he reached into his trouser pocket, but after fumbling for a long time, he couldn’t find a single piece of paper. A hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

He was afraid that the two in front of him would think he was a scammer.

Although Zheng Xiaojun himself didn’t have any masterpieces that would be remembered for generations, he had been in the industry for many years and had a good eye for people. Although the two in front of him had not received professional training in posture and demeanor, their looks, the natural presence they exuded when they walked, and the way they unconsciously showed their best angles all shocked him.

Especially the girl. He thought that with a little training, her on-screen presence would not be inferior to that of professional students, especially with her eye-catching presence…

Miao Keqi’s expression was still hesitant, but Hua Baihe was slightly stunned and repeated:

“‘The Daily Life of a Transmigrated Consort’?”

Isn’t this the story that NB was originally planning to shoot, but the script was later snatched by Wen Pictures and became a big hit in the market?

Hearing her confusion, Zheng Xiaojun added, “Although the name sounds ordinary, this drama is invested by NB. Are you interested in playing a role?”

Hua Baihe smiled. “What role?”

Zheng Xiaojun slapped his thigh. “The male and female leads. The most important thing in our drama is the face!”

Hua Baihe: “…”

She was beginning to understand why this director was not famous at all.

Where did Wen Congshu find such a motley crew?

Hua Baihe really didn’t want to get involved with that person, but when her gaze fell on the young man beside her, she suddenly had a realization!

Wait, wouldn’t having Miao Keqi take the path of an actor get Wen Congshu’s attention faster than being her assistant?

After all, this was a drama that would become a hit the moment it was filmed.

Then, Miao Keqi watched as the girl and the director quickly exchanged contact information and set a time to go to the set, only then remembering that he was still there.

Miao Keqi: “?”

Agreeing to act for him, seriously?

And what is a web series? He had never heard of it.

Hua Baihe calmly continued to walk forward. By the time she spoke again, his future had been clearly arranged. “I was originally planning to have you interview at NB Corporation and take the corporate route, but now there’s obviously a faster way.”

She said, “Take the acting route. You’ll definitely be more eye-catching when you shine on stage. By then, you won’t be just an ordinary person anymore. Wouldn’t it be easier to hit on Wen Congshu then?”

Miao Keqi wasn’t a fan of her use of the words “hit on.”

But he was, after all, a practical person. He thought about it. Being a star was indeed a faster way to make money than other professions. Since he had the opportunity, why not give it a try?

So, he followed Hua Baihe’s steps, walked into the restaurant, had dinner with her, and listened to her plan for him.

In the end, Hua Baihe took out a contract and a pen from her shoulder bag and pushed them in front of Miao Keqi—

“Sign it, and I’ll give you a five-thousand-yuan deposit first.”

A business deal worth eight million, with a deposit of only five thousand. Even Miao Keqi was a little surprised.

But on second thought, this was a no-cost venture for him. It was all pros and no cons. What if she had given him a large deposit from the start and he had taken the money and run?

Good people who were willing to give money away were rare these days—

Miao Keqi took the pen, quickly scanned the contract, and then signed his name neatly on it.

Hua Baihe was satisfied with his attitude and exclaimed to the System in her heart:

“I really am a modern-day Lei Feng (a famous selfless and modest soldier)!”

To make the Child of Destiny happy in love, she’s giving both money and a person!

“A… person?” the System asked suspiciously.

Hua Baihe said frankly, “I discovered this person first, and I’m the one sending him to her. Isn’t he a person I’m giving away?”

The System was convinced by her logic.

After the two in the restaurant had signed the contract, Hua Baihe thought about the things she had seen Miao Keqi do for Wen Congshu in her memories and carefully instructed him:

“As far as I know, CEO Wen’s favorite clothing brands, watch brands, and skincare and makeup brands are—a good memory is not as good as a written record. Brother, do you need me to teach you how to take notes?”

She was about to list the brands when she found Miao Keqi staring at her.

Reminded by her, Miao Keqi had no choice but to take the neatly stacked napkins from the restaurant and use the pen to jot down the familiar and unfamiliar brands.

And decided to study them carefully when he got back.

After listing the brands, Hua Baihe moved on to Wen Congshu’s lifestyle habits, reporting her usual wake-up and sleep times, lunch break times, and busy months and seasons.

“Oh, by the way, CEO Wen is from the Jiangnan region. Although she’s not a picky eater at social events, she still misses her hometown’s cuisine. You can search for which Jiangnan private kitchens in the city have the most authentic taste.”

“Oh, and although she’s busy with work and doesn’t have a strong attachment to holidays, you don’t need me to teach you how to behave on Western and Chinese Valentine’s Day, her birthday, Christmas, Spring Festival, and the Lantern Festival, right?”

Hua Baihe rattled off all the information and hobbies she had thoroughly researched about Wen Congshu in one breath. Seeing that Miao Keqi had filled ten napkins, front and back, with his neat handwriting, she finally stopped to take a sip of tea to wet her throat.

Miao Keqi rubbed his wrist and looked at Hua Baihe with a very complicated expression.

It was as if… he was looking at a stalker fan.

Or a dying old emperor entrusting his orphan.

Normal people were really not this creepy.

He felt that with all this reference material, if he still couldn’t win over Wen Congshu, he really should just die to atone for his sins.

Hua Baihe noticed his gaze and threw him a look. “?”

Miao Keqi said, a mix of relief and complicated emotion in his voice,

“It’s a good thing you’re not a guy. Otherwise, this money wouldn’t have been for me to earn, right?”

He thought Wen Congshu had rejected Hua Baihe because of her gender.

Hua Baihe didn’t explain much, just gave him a slight smirk. Her thoughts, however, were drifting away—

Miao Keqi’s role as the male lead is set.

But what about her?

* * *

Two hours later.

Hua Baihe was lying in her lazy chair at home, holding a glass of iced lemon juice and thinking about whether she should take on this role.

As the big boss of the investment side, Wen Congshu probably wouldn’t have the time to visit the set.

At most, she would send her subordinates over.

But in that case…

Wouldn’t it be difficult for Miao Keqi to make an impression on her before he became famous?

Hua Baihe thought for a long time and found her conclusion a little incredible. “System, my dear, I’ve found that it’s actually not bad that Little CEO Wen is interested in me. Otherwise, how would I find an opportunity to have Miao Keqi appear in front of her unintentionally?”

With her mind made up, Hua Baihe stood up from her seat.

“I’ve decided! Our goal is! The triple-crown film queen!”

The System exposed her with a deadpan expression. “You just don’t want to miss any opportunity to make money.”

It also found it very strange—

In the first world, being a diligent office worker was one thing. At that time, its host had gone to work the moment she was released from Luo Sheng’s house after being confined for a few days. It hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

But in the second world, after escaping from Jiang Yao, this person had actually thought of selling those strange and obscene items for money. It was speechless at the time.

Later, in the third world, it discovered that Hua Baihe had been obsessed with stock trading while studying abroad. Now, in the fourth world, she had started by selling second-hand luxury goods, then became an internet celebrity, and now she wanted to be the female lead of a web series—

She was a walking treasure basin, wanting to attract all the money in the world into her wallet.

It was puzzled.

“Were you very poor in your own world? I remember the numbers in your bank account weren’t small in that world.”

Even without working, it was enough for an ordinary person to live a lifetime, even into old age.

What on earth was Hua Baihe working so hard to make money for?

Hearing the System’s words, Hua Baihe was silent for a few seconds and then said slowly, “Since you asked so sincerely—”

The System quickly cut her off. “I didn’t ask. You misheard. I just wanted to remind you that the money you earn in the mission worlds can’t be taken away. In the end, you’ll only get the one hundred million we promised you.”

Hua Baihe nodded and said calmly, “I know.”

To prevent the System from noticing her emotions, she immediately changed the subject. “I’ve discovered that if I join the set and attract Wen Congshu’s attention, I can also directly control Miao Keqi’s performance from a close distance. Wouldn’t that curb all accidents?”

“By the time filming is over, I might even be able to find an opportunity for them to have a drunken one-night stand. Tsk, perfect.”

Hua Baihe was making her calculations with the System.

She didn’t know that in another place, someone else was also making their own calculations—

“What? The female lead of ‘Consort Shu’ has been signed to our Ning Wanwan?”

Zhou Xiaochen was also embarrassed when she heard this news.

She felt that this world was too small. Why did the people her boss disliked always appear in front of her again and again?

Just as she was feeling embarrassed, a sentence came from in front of her:

“The candidate is approved.”

Zhou Xiaochen looked up. “???”

She immediately replied, “Yes!”

The naive little assistant didn’t know that countless scenes had already flashed through her boss’s mind—

About how to trick the person into her room at the wrap party.

Who the hunted and who the hunter was, would be revealed in due time.

* * *

Author’s Note:

Who will succeed? Place your bets!

I’m the dealer, kisses!