Chapter 590: The Pleasure of a Chaebol (3)

To Zheng Xiuyan, Qi Sheng was no different from those chaebols in South Korea.

For female celebrities like her, he possessed a power that was impossible to refuse.

“Your Chinese is terrible.”

Qi Sheng’s brow furrowed, his expression unpleasant.

“I… am… trying… to learn.”

Zheng Xiuyan stood rooted to the spot, feeling even more nervous than when she used to face the president of S.M Entertainment.

“Begin your performance.”

Qi Sheng waved his hand and leaned back in his executive chair.

He propped his chin on one hand, sizing up Zheng Xiuyan as if she were a commodity.

It wasn’t an inaccurate description.

Whether it was Zheng Xiuyan or any other female celebrity, they were all just meals on his plate.

“Okay, the song I will be performing is ‘Because it’s spring’.”

After taking a deep breath, Zheng Xiuyan started the instrumental track and quickly got into character.

“Not bad.”

Qi Sheng was a little surprised, and his appreciation for Zheng Xiuyan grew a bit.

‘As expected of a member of Girls’ Generation, who managed to stand out in the ridiculously competitive South Korean market.’

‘Her vocal skills were far superior to that bunch of amateurs in the Chinese Entertainment industry.’

The song itself was very sweet, expressing what it’s like for a young woman to fall in love.

While she sang, Zheng Xiuyan didn’t forget to look at Qi Sheng.

This VIP-level treatment would probably make many of Girls’ Generation’s male fans die of envy.

“Mm, I’ve seen your singing. Now I want to see your dancing.”

Seeing Zheng Xiuyan nervously awaiting his verdict, Qi Sheng increasingly savored the pleasure of being a chaebol.

‘No wonder people online always say they envy the life of a chaebol.’

‘What was the difference between him and a chaebol now?’

‘The only difference was that he didn’t get involved in politics.’

With his current wealth, status, and superior looks and physique, many female celebrities were desperate to throw themselves at him. He didn’t need to force them like a chaebol.

“Okay, the song I’ve brought is ‘Gee’.”

Zheng Xiuyan found and played the backing track, her body almost instinctively singing and dancing along with the song.

Even with an audience of only Qi Sheng, she still showcased her full abilities.

Although Zheng Xiuyan’s popularity had faded, her fundamental skills were still enough to crush that group of female idols in China.

“I’ve seen your singing and dancing. Do you have any other talents?”

Seeing that Zheng Xiuyan’s breathing was still very steady after singing and dancing, Qi Sheng’s impression of her improved even more.

‘I’m sorry, oppa.’

Zheng Xiuyan silently apologized to her boyfriend in her heart, then obediently knelt before the executive chair.

The career setbacks of the past few years had truly been more than she could bear.

Back in South Korea, even if she returned, she couldn’t make any waves.

But it was different here. In the Chinese Entertainment scene, even the bottom-feeders could make a fortune.

‘With her singing and dancing skills, wasn’t she a hundred times better than them?’

‘But no matter how capable you are, you still need a platform to showcase your talent.’

Participating in Sister Lang 2 was the opportunity Zheng Xiuyan had been dreaming of.

A show where female artists over 30 competed against each other—one of the top 3 hottest shows online!

The female artists who made a comeback on the show were flooded with endorsements, appearances, and commercial gigs.

Thinking of the dwindling balance in her bank account, Zheng Xiuyan no longer showed the slightest resistance and skillfully undid the man’s belt.

“OMG!”

Zheng Xiuyan’s eyes went wide in disbelief.

“What are you spacing out for?”

Qi Sheng lit a cigar, watching Zheng Xiuyan with an amused smile.

“Sorry.”

Zheng Xiuyan quickly apologized, struggling to take him in.

“Not bad technique.”

Qi Sheng’s eyes narrowed slightly as he patted Zheng Xiuyan’s head in praise.

“Th-thank… you… for the… compliment.”

Zheng Xiuyan forced a placating smile.

An hour passed, and she couldn’t understand why Qi Sheng hadn’t finished yet.

If it were her boyfriend, he would have surrendered several times by now.

“Get up.”

Qi Sheng patted Zheng Xiuyan’s somewhat numb cheek.

Clamping the cigar between his teeth, he pulled her to her feet.

“Huuuh…”

Zheng Xiuyan instinctively gasped, her hands gripping the other side of the large desk tightly.

A distinct tearing sensation spread from below.

“Please…”

Before Zheng Xiuyan could finish, her eyes nearly rolled back in her head as she almost fainted.

But Qi Sheng was always direct, showing not a shred of pity for her.

Korean-American. Either half of that identity was enough to make the patriotic Chairman Qi’s anger boil over.

With both identities combined, if he let Zheng Xiuyan walk out of this office today, he wouldn’t be a man.

…

Qi Sheng was a man of his word. In the end, Zheng Xiuyan was carried out of the office by female bodyguards.

Fortunately, the other employees had already gone home, and Qi Sheng had a private elevator.

So there was no need to worry about anyone taking photos and spreading unfavorable rumors about Qi Sheng.

Zheng Xiuyan’s assistant didn’t dare utter a single word the entire time.

After all, she was just someone earning a salary of a few thousand.

Why should she worry about Zheng Xiuyan, who earned millions a year?

And that figure of several million a year was from after Zheng Xiuyan’s popularity had faded.

At the peak of her fame, earning tens of millions a year was no problem at all.

“Xiuyan, are you okay?”

Wang Shan waited for the female bodyguards to leave before carefully helping Zheng Xiuyan up, extremely curious about what she had just been through.

“Get me a bottle of water.”

Zheng Xiuyan’s mind was still a mess, but she remembered that the man had thoroughly enjoyed himself.

After he had his fill of every part of her body, he gave her a promise.

One of the final debut spots would be hers.

Heaven knew what she had paid for that spot.

She had never even agreed to what her boyfriend had always wanted.

But in that nightmarish office, she had thrown away her last shred of dignity.

As for reporting him, Zheng Xiuyan didn’t dare entertain the thought for even a second.

In any country, a minor artist like her was just a plaything for someone like him to knead and shape at will.

Even the hotel she was staying in was one of his properties.

That man was far more terrifying than their company president.

Even the luxury brands she loved were businesses under his name.

“Xiuyan, it’s Ning Yi on the phone.”

Just as Zheng Xiuyan’s mind was blank, Wang Shan walked over with the phone.

“Hang up for me, then turn off the phone.”

Zheng Xiuyan knew without even thinking.

He would definitely demand to know why she hadn’t been answering his calls.

But right now, she had absolutely no energy to argue and just wanted to sleep peacefully.

“Okay.”

Wang Shan silently pitied Quan Ningyi.

But then she remembered he wasn’t a good person either, and her sympathy vanished.

‘After all, the guy had used Ah Jiao to get ahead before cheating on her with Zheng Xiuyan.’

‘Serves him right!’