My Cat Has Superpower?!
Chapter 68 - 68 67 The Journalist's Pointed Exchange

68: Chapter 67: The Journalist’s Pointed Exchange 68: Chapter 67: The Journalist’s Pointed Exchange “The number of reward supports, able to get one support from the Crimson Land.”

Lu Zixun had previously received a ticket to the Crimson Land, and now, the system had rewarded him with support from the Crimson Land.

This made Lu Zixun even more curious.

Just what was this place called the Crimson Land?

However, without a more detailed introduction, he could only wait until the need arose to use it and see.

“Ding.”

The elevator arrived on the third floor.

With Lu Zixun in one arm, Yue Sichen straightened his clothes and hair.

Holding Lu Zixun and wearing a light smile, he pushed open the door to the meeting hall.

Once they entered the meeting hall, a figure in a long dress carrying a well-suited Lu Zixun made their entrance.

The cameras in the reporters’ hands could no longer hold back, and as soon as the shutter was pressed, a frenzy of snapping ensued.

The flash illuminated the entire meeting hall, and Lu Zixun received quite a bit of feeling value.

But most were only around one hundred to two hundred, and there hadn’t been any above five hundred.

Was it because these reporters were too weak?

Or was it because their emotions weren’t intense enough?

Lu Zixun wasn’t very clear on that.

After officially settling in, Yue Sichen, smiling, placed Lu Zixun onto the table in front of him.

Lu Zixun pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses with his paw.

He revealed the small fang on his left cheek and coolly looked down at the journalists below, showing no signs of stage fright.

A journalist who witnessed this scene took a close-up photo of Lu Zixun at that moment.

And on his notepad, he recorded the title that would later be posted on the media website—”Princess and Cat Knight.”

As Yue Sichen took his seat, the eagerly prepared journalists started to ask questions in the order set by the Yuesha Group.

“President Yue, hello, I am Wang Fan, a reporter from Chunhua City Morning News.”

A bespectacled young journalist stood up and looked at Yue Sichen with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

“Uhm, go ahead.”

Politely nodding, Yue Sichen said with a smile.

“This time the Yuesha Group was only releasing a commercial advertisement, right?

Why has it suddenly turned into a promotion of the company’s ‘cat’ culture?

Can President Yue explain this,” asked the journalist Wang Fan.

Raising an eyebrow at Wang Fan, Yue Sichen thought the question wasn’t very sharp.

This wasn’t the kind of questioning Lu Zixun had expected from a journalist; could it be a planted question from the Yuesha Group?

No one was going to guess the little thoughts of Lu Zixun.

Yue Sichen pondered for a moment and, with slightly parted red lips, said, “Originally, it was just to shoot an advertisement, but this little thing and I hit it off.”

He reached out and stroked Lu Zixun’s head, then continued, “It happens that the Yuesha Group was lacking a proper cat as a mascot, so we decided to make the announcement together.”

“So that’s how it is.

It seems President Yue is just as fond of cats as the reports suggest,” realized Wang Fan, nodding emphatically while jotting notes in his booklet.

“Uhm, very fond.”

In a light response, Yue Sichen continued to pet Lu Zixun intermittently.

After Wang Fan sat down, the journalist sitting to the right suddenly stood up, and at the same time, Lu Zixun heard the system’s alert tone.

“Ding—hatred value from Tan Qingyi detected +500.”

The inexplicable hatred value drew Lu Zixun’s gaze to Tan Qingyi.

After sizing up this woman, Lu Zixun felt he had seen her somewhere before.

“President Yue, hello, I am a reporter from Yunhu Evening News, Tan Qingyi.”

“I’ve heard your company had a better cat for advertising this time, but President Yue wouldn’t listen to advice and insisted on following your own heart.

Is this true?”

As soon as these words came out, the entire conference hall was suddenly filled with a buzz of discussion.

And the protagonist of the discussion was none other than the reporter, Tan Qingyi.

If Yuesha Group had hired a Star this time, Tan Qingyi’s claim might have some validity.

But…

This time the advertisement was for a cat, what kind of scandal could there be with a cat?

Beside him, Wang Fan couldn’t help but interject sarcastically, “Journalist Tan, isn’t your question a bit poor?

A cat’s endorsement naturally requires choosing one that suits oneself.

Why would you need to consider the owner’s identity?”

In Wang Fan’s sarcastically charged tone, the other reporters also remembered Tan Qingyi’s background—the Tan Family liked to raise cats.

It seemed that Tan Qingyi, on the surface, was accusing Yuesha Group of insider dealings, but in reality, she was questioning Yue Sichen as to why he did not choose a cat from the Tan Family.

The journalists in attendance wore knowing looks on their faces.

Their eyes looking at Tan Qingyi were filled with disdain.

“Meow.”

Understanding the issue at hand, Lu Zixun let out a disdainful meow, got up, and rubbed his head against Yue Sichen’s arm.

Yue Sichen pressed Lu Zixun down with his hand and fixed his gaze on Tan Qingyi.

An invisible pressure caused Tan Qingyi to break out in a cold sweat.

After a long pause, Yue Sichen finally spoke, though his voice was very cold, “I’m not sure where the cat Journalist Tan is referring to, which is more suitable for endorsement, is located.”

“No one from Yuesha Group has ever mentioned this to me…

so, please, Journalist Tan, refrain from asking about things that don’t exist.”

Just as Tan Qingyi still wanted to say something, Yue Sichen’s clear voice interrupted, “Okay, next.”

Tan Qingyi, her face full of reluctance, looked up to meet Yue Sichen’s icy glare and had no choice but to swallow the words on the tip of her tongue, a hint of darkness flashing in her eyes as she sat back down.

As the press conference proceeded, Lu Zixun, lying on the table, couldn’t help but yawn.

The other reporters were quite harmonious, lacking the previous confrontational atmosphere, quite boring really.

A small reporter without a seat watched Lu Zixun yawn, his face lit up with excitement as he aimed his camera at Lu Zixun and pressed the shutter.

“Ding—guilt value from You Tianxing detected +500.”

A flash blinded Lu Zixun’s eyes, and following the source of the light, he saw You Tianxing looking apologetic.

Finding You Tianxing rather interesting, Lu Zixun lifted his paw and gave it a wave and a “meow.”

Following Lu Zixun’s gaze, Yue Sichen spotted the little reporter named You Tianxing.

With nowhere to sit and no question card, he was probably sent by some small media outlet.

After contemplating, Yue Sichen responded to the reporters with question cards and said with a smile, “Alright, friends from the press, the last question of today is something I want to give to this reporter.”

Following the direction of Yue Sichen’s finger, the veteran journalists saw a young, perplexed face.

“This reporter friend, do you have any questions?”

Knowing that Yue Sichen was giving him face, Lu Zixun felt a warm feeling in his heart.

Just as You Tianxing, excited and eager to ask his question, the doors of the conference hall were kicked open.