After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 158 - : Isn’t it just showing off like a king?
Chapter 158 -158: Isn’t it just showing off like a king?
Kyoto Orchid Bamboo House.
Ji Tian had Uncle Zhou park the car at the entrance to wait for her. She made up an excuse, saying she wanted to buy an antique to give to Ji Lingyun for his birthday.
Uncle Zhou, “…Isn’t Mr. Ji’s birthday in March next year?”
“Ah, I got it mixed up, it’s for my second brother. I’ll just take a quick look and come out.”
Uncle Zhou watched Ji Tian enter, dumbfounded. If he wasn’t mistaken, the second young master’s birthday was also next year…
The receptionist at Lanzhu Pavilion was a familiar face, Mr. Qian from Wengxiang Town, who greeted her respectfully, “Miss Ji, our boss is waiting for you upstairs.”
Ji Tian went straight upstairs and saw the legendary owner of the Orchid Bamboo House. He seemed to particularly favor Chinese-style clothing, wearing a silver-blue Tang-style garment patterned with orchids and sporting scholarly glasses, with his hair dyed silver. His features were as elegant as an orchid, his lips rosy.
At that moment, he was sitting cross-legged in front of a small, square table with a tea set on it, brewing tea.
Ji Tian sat directly opposite him. However, instead of sitting cross-legged, she chose a comfortable posture with one knee bent.
“Miss Ji, I’ve long admired your name, and I’m finally seeing you in person,” Lin Shihuan said as he shook the tea in the cup and poured her a drink, “Please taste the tea I’ve brewed.”
Ji Tian had no interest in the refinement of tea tasting. She picked up the cup and downed it in one gulp, smacking her lips afterwards. It was just the taste of tea, what more was there to savor?
She then half-heartedly praised, “Not bad, tasty.”
Lin Shihuan, “…”
He couldn’t help but laugh, “I thought the famous ladies of the upper class dabbled in the Four Arts, poetry, wine, flowers, tea… but you’ve given me a different first impression.”
“Tasting tea is a refined pastime favored by literati and scholars. As a common person, I’m not suited for such frivolity. The smell of money fits me better,” Ji Tian said with narrowed eyes and a smile. “Let’s not waste time, tell me about the auction, and let’s draft a contract. I get paid whether I succeed or not, or else I’m not doing it.”
Lin Shihuan took a sip of tea and pulled out a document from under the table, “It’s already prepared. I won’t deceive you. The Inheritance Order this time comes from the Ancient Martial Zeng Family, who moved overseas. This family used to be prominent but was later scattered by the founder of the Yunzhihai Alliance, Silver Fox. They haven’t reappeared since and are rumored to be conserving energy to participate in the elite martial arts competition in two years. By that time, organizations from around the world and the four secluded Ancient Martial Families will all take action.”
Ji Tian frowned slightly, “What’s the use of this Inheritance Order?”
Lin Shihuan smiled faintly, “It gives direct control over the Zeng Family’s elite forces. They follow the order, not the person. This tradition has continued for over a thousand years, akin to the ancient military tally. Generally, such an item is kept by the heads of each family. It’s uncertain why the Wen Family ended up with it.”
As he spoke, he handed a picture to Ji Tian, “This is a picture of the Inheritance Order. Take a look.”
The picture showed a bronze token engraved with the character ‘Zeng.’
“This is Silver Fox. She has been missing for twenty years now, and the Yunzhihai Alliance is probably disbanded,” he continued, handing her another photo. The girl in the photo wore a silver fox mask, her black hair bound high with a red ribbon, dressed in a wide silver-red coat with a baseball bat slung over her shoulder, one hand holding a trophy.
A simple photo, yet Ji Tian could feel the free and spirited air of the girl in it.
“This was twenty years ago when she won the global elite martial arts competition—the only photo left. No one knows what she looks like; back then, the Cloud Sea Alliance eclipsed even the so-called Ancient Martial Families. Unfortunately, she disappeared,” Lin Shihuan said with regret. He had missed out on the heyday of global martial arts, and the families were finding it difficult to find worthy successors.
Thus, the global elite martial arts competition, after the end of the Silver Fox era, announced a pause for restructuring, to resume only two years later.
They had been upstaged by a mere nineteen-year-old girl.
“What do you want me to do?” asked Ji Tian.
Lin Shihuan looked up at her, a slight smile on his face, “Impersonate Silver Fox at the auction. The news has been released already. I will arrange for bodyguards to protect you. You don’t need to do much—just act as formidable as you can.”
“Pfft.” Ji Tian spat out her tea, quickly turning to avoid spraying it on Lin Shihuan’s face.
“Cough cough cough, you want me to act like a big shot? Are you crazy? Or do you think the people attending the auction are fools? Someone missing for twenty years suddenly shows up, who would believe that?”
Lin Shihuan remained calm, “As you said, she’s been missing for so long, who knows if you’re real or fake? Borrow her name to act, get the Inheritance Order and vanish—nobody will find you. And it also keeps those families who plan to compete in the global elite martial arts competition two years from now on their toes, so they don’t get complacent. Why not do it?”
Ji Tian, “…”
“Besides, you won’t be at a loss. The Silver Fox of the past acted first and talked later, always fighting until she overpowered others, extremely arrogant. This persona is easy for you to adopt. Five million, whether you succeed or not, will you take it?”
If she impersonated someone else’s boss and was found by their underlings, wouldn’t she get beaten to death?
Eventually, tempted by the five million, she nodded, deciding to take the gamble. It was just pretending to be a bking, she could pull that off.
“Then, I’ll see you in five days.”
After settling the deal, Ji Tian left.
On her way home, she did a search on “Silver Fox.”
She found distressingly few reports about her online. The scariest part was that no one knew what she looked like, elevating her to almost mythic proportions, making even the most secluded families afraid to show their faces.
It’s easy to imagine the shock for those families preparing for the global elite martial arts competition when Silver Fox reemerges. It could only be said that Lin Shihuan was quite scheming—of all people to impersonate, he chose Silver Fox.
She took out her phone and opened Qin Jiangsheng’s chat window with her daily greeting, “What are you up to? It’s cold out, I’ll treat you to hotpot, you in?”
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After a while, Qin Jiangsheng replied, “In, give me half an hour.”
Ji Tian promptly sent him the location of the hotpot restaurant, “Hurry up, I’m starved.”
At that moment, in Black City A3 District, atop a certain building.
After replying, Qin Jiangsheng pocketed his phone.
Mo Jiu gave him a casual glance, “Something up?”
Qin Jiangsheng nodded coolly, “Yeah, a bit. In five days, I will attend using the identity ‘Black Spade Q.’ Ninth Master, once I bring back the Token, I will officially withdraw from the organization.”
“Tsck.” Mo Jiu clicked his tongue lightly, “What’s the rush? I’ve taken care of you for a year, and you’re in such a hurry to leave me?”
Qin Jiangsheng furrowed his brows slightly, and Mo Jiu chuckled, “Bringing back the Inheritance Order is just your bargaining chip for leaving the organization. Afterwards, I’ll let you leave slowly. If you walk away now, where can I find someone to fill your place?”
