Chapter 12: It Turns Out I Am the Third-Generation Rich

Chapter 12: The Third-Generation Wealthy One is Actually Me

When Li Sui came out, she saw Gao Tingzhong stuffing a business card into Zhiniang's hand.

Zhiniang didn't have a mobile phone.

Gao Tingzhong let out a long sigh. "Contact me once you've thought it over."

Li Sui was bewildered. She dashed over in a few quick strides. "Director, is something wrong?"

Clutching Gao Tingzhong's business card, Zhiniang asked Li Sui hesitantly, "He asked if I wanted to act."

After a moment, she understood. Acting was just like the Cult Leader's job—going somewhere to perform a fake scene, just like they had just done.

"She can't act, she can't act!"

Li Sui wouldn't dare let Zhiniang, who currently had no ID, run around recklessly. She could only decline Gao Tingzhong with an awkward smile. "I'm sorry, Director, but she has never been involved in this field. I'm afraid she will disappoint you."

Gao Tingzhong replied, "If she hasn't tried, she can learn. Think it over. I don't give this opportunity to just anyone."

Because Li Sui had rejected him immediately upon coming out, even his good temperament faltered slightly. "Why don't you ask for the person's own opinion?"

Just now, Zhiniang had said herself that it wasn't possible for the time being.

However, the reason Zhiniang refused was that she realized she had no ID, and if she agreed blindly, it might implicate the Cult Leader.

Given Gao Tingzhong's status, most people would be overwhelmed with honor at his appreciation.

The fact that Gao Tingzhong was willing to make an exception and proactively ask a stranger if she wanted to act meant he truly valued Zhiniang's face and that unique aura she possessed.

People with such aura were far too rare nowadays.

Zhiniang frowned and immediately took Li Sui's arm. "I listen to her. If she says no, it's no."

Gao Tingzhong: "..."

Li Sui: "..."

Li Sui knew Gao Tingzhong had likely misunderstood. "Director, it's like this. My sister used to live in a very remote area and only arrived in Xia City today. She's just here with me to see the world and gain some experience. Nothing has been settled yet, so she can't consider these things for now. I'm truly sorry. How about this: once we are settled, I'll have her give you an answer herself, alright?"

Li Sui's polite refusal did not improve Gao Tingzhong's expression. He pursed his lips, said nothing, and turned to leave.

To an outsider, seeing a great director humble himself like this, Li Sui and Zhiniang seemed incredibly ungrateful.

Yu Liangliang was horrified.

Never mind him; even the other crew members were stunned.

Some were jealous, some were envious, and some were shocked.

But looking at Zhiniang's face, they knew there was truly nothing to be said.

And their refusal did indeed seem ungrateful.

As Yu Liangliang walked Li Sui and Zhiniang out, he expressed his regret. "Director Gao has a good reputation. Proposing it in public means he has no ulterior motives; he just wants to give Li Zhi a chance. If your sister is willing to develop in the entertainment industry..."

"Are you having a fit? I just told you she doesn't even have an ID!"

Yu Liangliang: "..."

He had truly forgotten.

He could only look at Li Sui with sympathy. "Then you'd better think of a way soon."

Li Sui hailed a taxi to take Zhiniang to the mall. Sitting in the car, Zhiniang leaned her head on Li Sui's shoulder, her breath like orchids. "He asked me to act... is it like the actors from our time, performing for others to see?"

"Yes, but the acting industry now is different from the actors of the past. They have many fans who will support you, and you can earn a lot of money."

Li Sui was just explaining casually.

Zhiniang suddenly lifted her head. "More than the three thousand you earned today?"

Li Sui waved her hand. "If I become famous, it won't just be three thousand; it'll be tens of thou—wait, how did you know I earned three thousand?"

Zhiniang pursed her lips. "Then I want to go act."

Li Sui froze. "You really want to go?"

But, a demonic cult enchantress going into acting?!

Li Sui's mind immediately raced to the entertainment gossip she had read before—things like people climbing over others to get ahead or crew members sabotaging each other.

With Zhiniang's temperament, would she survive in a film crew?

She'd be blacklisted within three days.

Zhiniang said lazily, "That Director Gao seems to have a high status. Since he sought me out personally, the play I act in shouldn't be bad. If I can earn a lot of money, I can support you, my Cult Leader."

Li Sui shuddered.

She couldn't help but feel tears welling up. "Zhiniang, you're so good. You're even better to me than my mother was."

Even her mother couldn't say such heartfelt things.

But she also had to face reality. "But not right now. It's not that I won't let you, it's that you don't have an identity. I have to find a way to get you one before you can consider these things."

Identity, identity.

It seemed that in this era, identity was truly a massive problem.

Zhiniang thought gloomily that perhaps she should find a local household registration official and threaten them...

She didn't dare voice such a dangerous thought. Once they arrived at the mall, Li Sui took Zhiniang out to eat and drink.

Because she had Zhiniang accompanying her, she temporarily had no time to think about Li Ping.

By the time she brought Zhiniang home, it was already ten at night. She had Zhiniang sleep in her room while she lay in Li Ping's room watching TV.

At that moment, she received a call from Li Ping.

As soon as the call connected, Li Ping began cursing. "It's ten at night! Your mother arrived in Fucheng and you didn't even call to check on her. What if I get kidnapped and sold to a coal mine?"

Li Sui: "Didn't you send me photos as soon as you landed? I've been working a part-time job all afternoon and I'm exhausted. I was afraid to disturb you. Have you acknowledged your relative?"

"I have," Li Ping said nonchalantly, before sighing again. "My mother is right. No matter how big the mistake was, we've tortured each other enough for twenty-plus years. She's old now, and for the rest of her days, she just wants you and me by her side. Your grandmother wants to video call you tomorrow. Go ahead and acknowledge her first."

"Wait, what!"

Li Sui sat up abruptly in bed. "You're not kidding me?! You're serious? I really have a grandmother and grandfather?"

"Why would I kid you? I spent over a thousand yuan just for the plane ticket. Do you know what a thousand yuan means to us? That's half a month's worth of living expenses!"

Perhaps feeling that words over the phone weren't enough, Li Ping switched to a video call.

In the video, Li Ping had changed into a set of pure white silk embroidered pajamas. She held up her phone and panned it around the massive bedroom. Li Sui saw a super-luxurious European-style interior that she had only ever seen in short videos.

To make Li Sui realize this was real, Li Ping even patted the bed. "See? This used to be the room your mother lived in. They've kept it for me all these years. Sigh..."

"I don't believe it."

Seeing such a surreal background, Li Sui still felt like she was dreaming.

"Unless you transfer me 1 million!"

Li Ping curled her lip. "I knew it."

Then she hung up the video.

A moment later, Li Sui's phone vibrated.

A text message appeared.

[Your account ending in XXXX... received a transaction of RMB 1,000,000.00. Balance: 1,001,309.12]

Li Sui: "..."

She sat up in shock, as if rising from a deathbed. She had never imagined it.

The third-generation wealthy one was actually her.

(End of Chapter)