Taking advantage of the beauty being poor, fooling her into being my girlfriend

With such an immense buff supporting her, her personal charm soared straight up.

In just a short while earlier, dozens of wealthy young masters had sent her various dinner invitations.

There was even one who planned to give her a sports car worth tens of millions.

Both her personal value and charm had reached a peak.

She had firmly stepped on a few popular young starlets.

Zhou Qingyue thought, Jiang Xu must have a different reaction when he saw the photos she posted than before.

However, just as she was indulging in her fantasy about Jiang Xu’s intense reaction,

she discovered that the photos she sent had not gone through.

A huge red exclamation mark had Zhou Qingyue dumbfounded on the spot.

The next second, a scream pierced the sky.

“Ahhhh, Jiang Xu, you actually deleted me?”

Half an hour earlier, Jiang Xu had temporarily deleted her from his contacts and blocked her number.

Because Jiang Xu had anticipated that this woman would definitely be up to something.

This move, he thought, was predicting her prediction.

At Li Fuzhen’s office.

She sat on an office chair worth over a hundred thousand.

With her left hand holding a steaming cup of coffee, her eyes, devoid of any emotion, stared unblinkingly at the computer screen.

The video clarifying Zhou Qingyue’s situation had been played over ten times on the screen.

Li Fuzhen had maintained this posture, not moving an inch.

Her secretary stood by, not daring to even breathe too loudly.

At this moment, Li Fuzhen looked truly terrifying.

“How much did we lose this time?”

Li Fuzhen’s words jolted the secretary, who subconsciously answered, “In total, blackening Zhou Qingyue’s name cost us 3.9 billion.

The loss is still within an acceptable range, but…’¹

The secretary hesitated.

Go on,” Li Fuzhen’s tone was unvarying.

Taking a deep breath, the secretary continued, “Zhou Qingyue just released a new announcement.

Her starring drama will premiere tonight at eight.

Given her current terrifying popularity, it will inevitably have a huge impact on the ratings of our ‘Hunter in the City’.

If that TV drama turns out to be of good quality, then we…”

“Notify the staff below, starting tonight, increase the number of episodes by two,” Li Fuzhen waved her hand, “You may leave, I need some quiet.”

“Alright, please rest well.”

After the secretary left, Li Fuzhen finally rubbed her temples, revealing a trace of fatigue on her face.

When she first came here, she hadn’t taken her brother’s warning seriously.

Now, Jiang Xu had taught her a harsh lesson.

She no longer harbored any underestimation towards Jiang Xu.

The battle has just begun,” Li Fuzhen murmured to herself, “I won’t lose.”

“Toasting! X5.”

In Zhou Qingyue’s villa, five glasses clinked together, then were drained in one go-

Five friends gathered for a simple celebration feast.

Jiang Xiaoyan wrapped her arms around Zhou Qingyue’s neck with a grin, “You’re the bomb now, with a total fan count breaking 120 million across the net, number one celebrity.”

Right now, there wasn’t much water in the fan base, and its value was still very high.

Just half an hour ago, someone had specifically tallied up the number of Zhou Qingyue’s followers on various platforms.

There may be some overlap among users.

But even after subtracting that portion, there should still be around a hundred million real fans.

“That’s right, I’m super amazing now,” Zhou Qingyue’s mouth could almost reach the sky:

And let me tell you, in just these few hours, no less than a hundred manufacturers have come to me proposing ad deals.

Many of which were big brands that I couldn’t even dream of before.”

“Many big companies start their advertising offers at loo million yuan per year, with the highest reaching 500 million over three years,”

Zhou Qingyue was almost over the moon.

Without going into details, if she signed thirty advertising deals, after deducting various commissions and taxes, she’d pocket at least ten billion yuan.

That was way more than the annual net profit of most listed companies by an unknown multiple.

Bai Xiaoya poured Zhou Qingyue a glass of wine. “If you can maintain this popularity for three years, I reckon your net worth could exceed too billion yuan.”

That wasn’t an exaggeration.

After all, Zhou Qingyue’s current drawing power was truly terrifying.

Jiang Xu also thought it was a real possibility.

In his previous life, he had seen the top ten income earners in the domestic entertainment industry for the year 2022.

The tenth on the list had an annual income of more than 1.3 billion yuan.

And Mr. Zhou, ranked first, was a whopping 22 billion.

But considering Mr. Zhou’s uniqueness, if you looked at Sun Li in second place, he still had 1.7 billion.

Zhou Qingyue was famously hardworking.

In one year, she would film dozens of TV series and movies, and with the backing of Nuomimi Novel Network, there was a guarantee of script quality. The works she produced all performed well.

With her current popularity, as long as nothing unexpected happened, she could bring in a profit of at least 10 to 20 billion yuan for the company in one year.

Plus, she had her own company and various stocks.

Breaking into the billionaire club actually wasn’t that difficult.

Before he knew it, everyone around him had grown into a big shot.

“All this is thanks to everyone’s support,” Zhou Qingyue stood up and said seriously, “This drink is to all of you.”

After speaking, she downed the entire glass of red wine.

Because she drank it so quickly, she choked and a flush spread across her face.

Jiang Xu said, “You all better watch it, don’t get drunk or I’m not taking care of you.”

The women chorused, “No problem.”

An hour later.

Jiang Xu looked at the four girls who were fast asleep on the table, a line of black lines across his forehead.

They had promised so confidently, saying there’d be no problem.

Turned out, they all got carried away drinking.

It was still pretty miraculous, though.

All four girls had a thing for Jiang Xu.

And each one was top-notch.

If it were someone with weaker willpower, they probably would have been preparing to backstab by now.

Jiang Xu shook his head.

He first carried An Nuonuo to the guest room.

Then he moved the other three into a room as well.

The beds in Zhou Qingyue’s house were all two meters wide.

He just put the three of them on one bed, covered them with a blanket, then went back to the guest room, locked the door, and lay down beside An Nuonuo.

He lightly shook her, but there was no response at all.

She too had drunk quite a bit.

Her skin temperature must have been about thirty-eight degrees, but internally, probably over forty.

Jiang Xu wanted to experience it, after all, it had been a long time since he had felt that scalding sensation.

An Nuonuo frowned but did not wake up.

She had a dream.

In the dream, she…

In the next room, Bai Xiaoya, Jiang Xiaoyan, and Zhou Qingyue, opened their eyes less than a minute after Jiang Xu left.

They inwardly cursed him for being unenergetic, not a real man, I was drunk to the point of unconsciousness and he didn’t even try anything.

Perhaps An Nuonuo had drained him dry.

Then the next second, they all realized that the others were feigning drunkenness.

They exchanged glances, and the air suddenly grew quiet…