Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 220 Who’s the Unlucky One_1

Chapter 220: Chapter 220 Who’s the Unlucky One_1

The long-distance bus took to the road once again.

But Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t sleep anymore, as he had been showered in praise by the passengers for a couple of hours.

What brave and fearless, what wise and resourceful, if it weren’t for Bai Xiaosheng’s packet of chili powder that had also given everyone a hard time, he might as well have been voted one of the top ten outstanding youths of the year on the spot.

At long last, everyone got tired of praising, and Bai Xiaosheng got tired of listening, and it finally stopped.

Unable to resist, Yang Qian’er sneaked glances at Bai Xiaosheng, this man who at first glance seemed so ordinary, yet turned out to be so dazzling when it mattered.

However, as Yang Qian’er continued to watch, she couldn’t help but frown.

"What’s wrong?" Bai Xiaosheng caught a glimpse and wondered at the look she was giving him.

"You realized something was wrong early on, why didn’t you warn us beforehand, or call the police in advance? Do you know how dangerous that was!" Yang Qian’er couldn’t help but say.

Bai Xiaosheng was taken aback.

The tiny bit of goodwill that had sprouted because Yang Qian’er thanked him vanished in an instant.

"If I start getting suspicious of someone, should I make everyone else suspicious too, or call the police just on a hunch?" Bai Xiaosheng snorted coldly, hugging his shoulders and tilting his head to the side, leaning against the seatback with his eyes closed muttering, "I might as well have gone to save the Earth."

Bai Xiaosheng’s tone was not without sarcasm.

Yang Qian’er snorted and ignored him.

The rest of the trip passed in silence.

The bus would stop for lunch and dinner or let the passengers off to use the restroom.

Bai Xiaosheng and Yang Qian’er hardly spoke two words, both occupying three seats between them, roomy and peaceful.

The only thing Yang Qian’er initiated was, "What about the sparrow you caught?"

"It’s gone," Bai Xiaosheng replied truthfully, "Also, I didn’t catch it; we had an employer-employee relationship."

Making fun of me again, who could hire a bird!

Yang Qian’er immediately glared at Bai Xiaosheng, regretting initiating conversation with him.

Throughout the trip, Bai Xiaosheng noticed that Yang Qian’er’s admiration for Wei Moran was bordering on worship.

A live version of "Heaven’s Melody," Yang Qian’er could listen to it over and over, sometimes even softly humming along.

To be fair, her singing talent was not low, and she could mimic the style quite well.

When playing the music out loud, Yang Qian’er kept the volume very low, barely affecting others.

Bai Xiaosheng thus couldn’t be bothered with it.

When he wasn’t sleepy, Bai Xiaosheng took out his smartphone to chat with someone, first scolding the dead fatty from Zhengdong Province, demanding that he become motivated and marry a rich and pretty girl, and not to lose all the money his partner had invested.

The dead fatty from Zhengdong Province immediately sent a ’hehe’ emoji, telling Bai Xiaosheng, his future uncle by marriage, that he was helping with the promotion and even giving him business development tips.

This made Bai Xiaosheng contemplate deeply.

The dead fatty really was lucky!

When others so much as step into the doorway of a relationship, the wealthy side is dead set against it, with parents, sisters, brothers, and hordes of aunts and uncles trying to split them up.

That fatty seemed to be completely free of such troubles!

Even Lu Qingfeng was willing to help out!

Bai Xiaosheng felt deeply envious.

After finishing the chat with the fatty, Bai Xiaosheng started talking to another person—Wei Moran.

Wei Moran wasn’t always available; she had allowed herself a few months of unfettered indulgence, which was already quite extreme and willful.

Now, she was busy with promotions, traveling all over and quite exhausted.

"I’m squeezing in time from my busy schedule to message you. I heard you left Tiannan?" Wei Moran asked.

"Yeah, heading back to my hometown to develop."

"Where’s your hometown?"

"Zhongjing."

"Zhongjing, I’ve heard of it, it’s a very nice city to live in, and I think it’s the provincial capital too. If you go to Zhongjing, would you consider entering the entertainment industry?"

Wei Moran flashed a mischievous smile.

"No need, I have my own plans."

Bai Xiaosheng declined Wei Moran’s kind offer and glanced to the side, where Yang Qian’er was watching a live concert video again, still a bit excited.

Casually, Bai Xiaosheng sent a message to Wei Moran, "I’m on the bus, and next to me, I’ve spotted one of your die-hard fans."

Yan Qian’er noticed Bai Xiaosheng looking at her, which was just a coincidence.

She couldn’t help but frown and give Bai Xiaosheng a sideways glance, feeling somewhat displeased:

I’ve already turned down the volume, what more do you want, this is Wei Moran’s "Heaven’s Melody," the ultimate spiritual enjoyment!

Yang Qian’er was indignant.

Because of her idol, she was starting to dislike Bai Xiaosheng a little bit.

Being in Tiannan and not attending Wei Moran’s live performance of the divine song was a sin too grave to bear. In her heart, Yang Qian’er added another charge against Bai Xiaosheng.

To forcibly improve Bai Xiaosheng’s artistic taste, Yang Qian’er purposefully turned up the volume.

Bai Xiaosheng chuckled and sent Wei Moran a message, "Can you hear this? En route, I must have listened to it no less than ten times; I could probably recite the lyrics of your song backwards by now."

"Haha, that’s great, next time we meet you should recite it, and I’ll listen."

Wei Moran sent a laughing emoji.

...

After ending the chat, Bai Xiaosheng listened to the somewhat noisy sound and soon fell asleep.

After a tranquil night, the coach entered the territory of Zhongjing, with three to four hours left until arrival.

Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t help but stretch his body.

Though the coach was not as comfortable as a sleeper, a high-speed train, or a plane, it had its own charm, and enjoying the scenery along the way was not bad either.

At last, Zhongjing was finally near.

"Red Lotus, search for group industries in Zhongjing, looking for the company with the fastest development, greatest potential, and most suitable for my current situation," Bai Xiaosheng silently wished.

"Certainly!" responded Red Lotus.

The search result took Bai Xiaosheng by surprise.

"A media company!" Bai Xiaosheng exclaimed in astonishment.

Back in Tiannan, he had worked for a small media company—Tian Hai Media. After that, he moved to Century Construction, a real estate company. Surprisingly, upon returning to Zhongjing, he was heading to media again.

Speaking of which, media is actually my major, Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t help but scratch his face.

"Mom, you don’t need to worry about me, I’m still young, what marriage are you talking about, aren’t you being a bit old-fashioned?" Yang Qian’er was on the phone with her earphones on, startling Bai Xiaosheng out of his contemplation.

"What are you thinking, my goodness, am I living in the last century?" Yang Qian’er’s voice rose unconsciously as she expressed strong aversion. "And besides, you said their family is average, just middle class, I, Yang Qian’er, might not dream of marrying into a rich family but I don’t want to fret over daily expenses! No, I’m not money-crazed, but people should have some aspirations right? I’m asking you, what does that guy do, his career..."

Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t help but glance at Yang Qian’er.

This girl seemed to be facing a problem all older single ladies confront:

Your mother thinks it’s time for you to get married!

To be honest, with Yang Qian’er’s looks and taste, her demands weren’t excessive. Asking about the man’s qualifications, not merely his income, and inquiring about his career indicated that she had aspirations.

Having aspirations isn’t wrong at all.

Nonetheless, Bai Xiaosheng still felt a bit of sympathy for Yang Qian’er’s matchmaking candidate, and even a slight schadenfreude as a man.

It’s not so easy to win over a beauty.

I wonder which unfortunate guy will be set up with Yang Qian’er!

Listening to Yang Qian’er complain and get angry yet be helpless, Bai Xiaosheng found it inexplicably refreshing.

This girl, one never knows what kind of weirdo she’ll run into.

But then again, what’s it to me, I won’t be able to see it.

Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t help but shrug his shoulders.