Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth
Chapter 84: Live Stream Begins

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Live Stream Begins

At ten o’clock in the morning, the person sent by Fu Shiyi arrived downstairs at the company. Su Wanxin left under the expectant and gossip-filled gazes of her colleagues, with a change of clothes and some daily necessities from home, boarding the business van that was leading to darkness.

The moment she stepped out of the company’s entrance, the cameras had already started rolling. Su Wanxin had never seen such a setup before. She glanced at the staff members shouldering the cameras and quietly asked, "Are we live streaming already?"

"Yes."

Alright then, time to be on my best behavior.

Su Wanxin couldn’t see the live streaming screen, hence she couldn’t see the barrage of comments from the viewers.

[Su’s Securities? Holy shit! The holy land of finance dogs!!]

[Who is this pretty lady? Look here, miss! I’m up for it!]

[Aside from celebrities, we have regular folks too? This chick’s got the looks~]

[Putting everything else aside, just the Su’s brand name alone is freaking awesome!]

The threshold to join Su’s is notoriously high; not just top domestic institutes, but even Ivy League high-caliber graduates might not necessarily manage to get in.

Leaning against the window, Su Wanxin’s mind wandered throughout the journey, oblivious to the fact that her distant gaze out the window had been captured in screenshots by countless people and turned into their screen wallpaper.

After nearly an hour’s drive, they finally arrived at their destination.

In an area where every square inch is worth its weight in gold, a particularly expensive villa complex. A five-story standalone villa was the site for this shoot.

When Su Wanxin pushed the door to enter the house, most people had already arrived. Sheng Qian was having a quiet chat with Lin Yifan on the couch. When they saw her, the expressions on their faces varied.

"Sister Wan!" Lin Yifan jumped up excitedly, "You really came back!"

Su Wanxin was several years younger than him, but because he called Fu Shihan Brother Han, it naturally followed that he called her Sister Wan.

"It’s been a long time," Su Wanxin smiled. Seeing Lin Yifan quickly approaching and suddenly drawing her shoulder towards the camera, she felt her scalp go numb.

Bro, let’s talk, okay? Can you not be all handsy?

"This one, my boss!" Lin Yifan looked seriously at the camera, introducing her to the vast online audience, "She’s super incredibly awesome! Graduated from Harvard, you all know Harvard, right? It’s that magical place I’ll never be able to have in this lifetime!"

Lin Yifan was admitted to a performing arts school from a vocational high school, and although his achievements were considered a counterattack, compared to the academic gods and top students, he was still lacking.

Annoyed, Su Wanxin slapped his hand away, warning, "Keep your distance, be careful or all your girlfriend fans will turn on you and slam you today."

"Yo, not bad, you even know the term ’turning fans into haters,’ eh?"

Lin Yifan kept on buttering up Su Wanxin from behind, which kind of helped her relax a little.

Soon, all ten people were assembled.

Seven artists; four were veterans with stable fanbases, and three were newcomers with not so big reputations just yet.

Three elites from different industries. Su Wanxin was from the financial sector; the two other men, one a lawyer and the other a doctor, were from hot industries.

The director stood out front and explained the rules for the upcoming week to them. There wasn’t much to say, really, but one crucial point was that they couldn’t use their own money, only the funds provided by the production team.

And the most fucked up part was, the production team only gave them one thousand yuan.

"Miss Su is proficient in finance; she should be good at managing money. How about this, we give the money to you to manage, how does that sound?"