Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 585 Hold tight to Sister Lan’s thigh, Global Ceremony [1 more update]

Chapter 585: 585 Hold tight to Sister Lan’s thigh, Global Ceremony [1 more update]

"..."

Zhu Yu’s mind went blank at that moment; he stared dumbly at the youth in front of him, his spirit greatly shaken as if his soul had been jolted out of its shell.

After saying that, Iliate immediately went to a mirror to scrutinize his appearance.

Red and green hair, perfect.

Short sleeve shirt, shorts, and slippers, also very appropriate.

So, where exactly was the problem?

Iliate tugged at his ear and looked at Ye Wanlan with a slightly aggrieved expression, "Sister YN, where do I not resemble the Deadly Poison Master?"

"Maybe because you’re not an old man with white hair and a white beard," Ye Wanlan said casually. "Old man, don’t scare the kids like that."

"How did I scare anyone?" Iliate muttered. "I just can’t accept that he didn’t recognize me."

Zhu Yu still stood there dazed, as if he hadn’t heard anything.

He indeed found it hard to accept.

Because the title "Deadly Poison Master" had already spread to the Shenzhou Land Continent last century.

At that time, Zhu Yu hadn’t been born yet, and the Medicine Garden was always looked after by Mr. Zhu.

Mr. Zhu greatly respected the mysterious "Deadly Poison Master". Zhu Yu grew up listening to stories and rumors about him.

Rumors said that the Deadly Poison Master had once confronted a group of transnational criminals. He merely waved his sleeve and left unscathed.

The poison of the Deadly Poison Master was notoriously unpredictable; many who had seen him were already dead, hence the name "Deadly".

How could someone from Mr. Zhu’s era possibly have red and green hair?!

"Little brother, snap out of it," Iliate snapped his fingers, smiling, "Don’t judge a book by its cover, you can’t measure the sea’s water; if you judge people by their appearances and use this to guess their profession, temper, etc., you’ll suffer a great deal when you enter a broader world."

Ye Wanlan nodded, "Like you for example."

Zhu Yu steadied his shaken mind, his expression became somewhat respectful: "It was my fault for not recognizing an important person, I will remember this lesson in the future."

"Hey, what important person am I?" Iliate waved his hand, "You don’t know that among all the group members, I am—"

Ye Wanlan suddenly looked up at him.

Iliate immediately changed his words: "I am the great invincible person!"

He felt a bit wronged. He hadn’t said anything wrong.

Besides being older than all the group members, he had neither power nor money.

Zhu Yu couldn’t contain his excitement, rapidly texting Su Xueqing.

[Don’t Touch My Cabbage]: Xueqing, I met my idol! You can’t imagine how excited I am right now, I’m about to faint from happiness.

[Su Xueqing]: Shen Xinghe? With Ah Lan’s support, haven’t you successfully fanboyed several times already?

[Don’t Touch My Cabbage]: Not Xinghe, the Deadly Poison Master! God, I’m so foolish, I didn’t realize the kid who talked to me for two days was the Deadly Poison Master.

Su Xueqing was clearly shocked by this message, and it took her several seconds to reply.

[Su Xueqing]: Holding onto Ah Lan’s coattails, you’re indeed lucky.

[Don’t Touch My Cabbage]: Of course, I don’t need you to tell me, I’ll cling tightly to them.

Zhu Yu grinned broadly, feeling silly happiness as he stared at the screen.

After a while, he thought of a critically important question, one that had troubled the Zhu family for many years.

"Mr. Iliate, I indeed have a question I’d like to ask you," Zhu Yu was very sincere. "I wonder if you could help me."

"Ask away," Iliate appeared confident in his response.

"I wonder if you have any methods that could guide me to grow the most exquisite cabbage?" Zhu Yu was quite troubled, "Both my grandfather and I are at our wits’ end."

Iliate: "?"

It’s no wonder they’re acquaintances of YN sister, just like him, there’s always something off about them.

**

After a seven-hour direct flight, the Global Center was now within sight.

"Ah, the pleasant vacation has ended," Iliate slowly stretched and complained, "It’s back to work, like cattle and horses."

He truly was a poison-making fanatic; once inspired, he would undoubtedly create a new poison.

"YN sister, I’ll be leaving first," Iliate cheerfully waved, "If you need anything, just call me in the group chat."

Ye Wanlan nodded slightly: "Farewell."

The youth with red and green hair quickly disappeared into the throng, and not even the local residents of the Global Center could have imagined that a Deadly Poison Master, famous since the last century, had just brushed past them at the airport.

The Global Ceremony was different from a fashion show; fashion shows are places specifically for fashion companies to showcase their designs.

The Global Ceremony, on the other hand, is the pinnacle of cinema and artistic crafts, where organizers invite well-known actors, singers, and other celebrities.

In fact, Shen Xinghe’s current status in the international film industry was not sufficient to warrant a personal invitation from the Global Ceremony.

However, with the addition of the "Blue Sea Tide" haute couture, the organizers of the Global Ceremony even sent a car to pick her up, along with Nie Shuangyi and two other male artists.

Celebrities from all over the world gathered together, truly a grand cinematic era.

Fang Qingli still attended this Global Ceremony in her capacity as the General Manager of Pulling the Sky Company.

Compared to the previous visit to the Global Center for the fashion show, this time, no company dared to underestimate Pulling the Sky.

Even the three top luxury giants treated Fang Qingli with extreme caution.

Inside the Global Hotel.

"Director Fang, what a pleasure," a brown-haired man came forward and extended his hand, "It has only been a few months since the last fashion show, and here we meet again at the Global Ceremony, your company has once again amazed us."

"Mr. Carter, what a pleasure," Fang Qingli shook his hand and replied lightly, "Our company’s success is all thanks to our boss’s insightful vision."

The brown-haired man was Brad Carter, Executive Director of MN Group.

"Director Fang, so young and already bearing such responsibilities, and not at all daunted," Brad remarked meaningfully, "It really puts us old folks, who are old enough to be your parents, to shame."

Having been by Ye Wanlan’s side for a long time and having handled many issues alone, Fang Qingli was no stranger to such situations; she was not daunted: "All thanks to my boss."

This statement made Brad and a few others exchange looks, their faces slightly changing color.

Since the end of the fashion show, they had been trying to find out who the real boss of Pulling the Sky Company was, but they got absolutely no information.

Faced with the possibility that this boss might not actually exist and that Fang Qingli might be the one in charge, they couldn’t help but begin to suspect.

"Director Fang, please," Brad raised his hand and smiled again, "MN Group would like to discuss some matters concerning the fashion industry with Director Fang, would you honor us with your presence?"

Fang Qingli frowned: "How do I know you won’t try to take advantage of this to harm me, to lock me up? This is a common tactic of yours at the Global Center."

"How could that be, Director Fang?" Brad inwardly felt embarrassed from being exposed, but he still maintained a smile, "This is the Global Hotel, and the meeting room is a public place. Director Fang’s presence at tomorrow’s Global Ceremony is essential."

Fang Qingli, however, did not let down her guard. After pondering for a moment, she agreed.

Brad’s smile widened: "I invite you once again, Director Fang."

**

Meanwhile, Ye Wanlan was discussing the possibility of advancing into the international film industry with Shen Xinghe, Nie Shuangyi, and a few others.

"Sister Lan, there’s trouble!" Zhou Yixiang hurried over breathlessly, panting, "Sister Qingli and a few people from MN Group went into the conference room and haven’t come out. I forced my way in only to find the room empty, there must be some hidden passage in there! Sister Lan, they..."

Ye Wanlan’s gaze turned cold: "Let’s go."