The Fake Heiress's Inner Thoughts Were Heard by Her Entire Family

Chapter 174

"I was planning to notify everyone in advance, but they arrived suddenly, so..."

A flash of panic crossed the manager's eyes.

They were a crew from a celebrity lifestyle reality show. One of the male celebrities was a racing enthusiast who came to Mountain Speed to film some footage.

It wasn't a big deal - they had simply held a brief meeting and approved it, especially since the offered payment was substantial.

They had meant to inform Jing Zeqian and the others beforehand, since members valued their privacy, and these individuals weren't just members but investors as well.

However, with recent events piling up, he had forgotten about it. Plus, he hadn't expected the show crew to arrive early and run into them!

The manager glanced up at the still displeased Li Chengsheng and cautiously asked, "If you're uncomfortable with this, I can ask them to leave first." They could forgo the money, but they couldn't afford to offend these VIPs!

"No need."

Li Chengsheng wasn't opposed to sharing the race track with others. Rather, as an investor himself, he was annoyed that he hadn't received any notification about a TV crew coming to film.

A friend beside him couldn't help saying, "It's just us today. If Young Master Jing had run into this situation, you could have kissed your manager position goodbye."

The manager nervously swallowed, too frightened to even breathe, and quickly bowed in apology.

Seeing the crowd of people standing on the race track, surrounding the celebrities and chattering about something unknown, Li Chengsheng's frown deepened.

He had finally escaped his family's restrictions to come out and relax, but how could he enjoy himself now?

"Forget it, just my bad luck. Let's go."

His companions, also feeling disappointed, followed Li Chengsheng out.

Not far away, the show crew had noticed the situation. It was impossible not to - Li Chengsheng's car and his entourage were too eye-catching.

A girl standing in the middle covered her mouth and laughed, "That car is really... flamboyant." The camera panned to Li Chengsheng's direction, capturing his car.

The girl, unaware of the situation, could mock freely, but Song Yuanye didn't dare say anything. He had noticed at first glance that the car's price was frighteningly high.

However, since the show was live streaming, he couldn't show his true reaction and instead said diplomatically, "Well, race car modifications are a matter of personal taste. Everyone has different preferences."

[My brother is so gentle and polite!]

[Brother looks so handsome at the race track!]

[How can Cheng Shu be so rude! Don't corrupt my brother!]

[That car... never mind criticizing its modifications, just the price tag is untouchable.]

[Get lost, Cheng Shu! Stop leeching off my brother!]

Cheng Shu secretly gritted her teeth while maintaining a gentle smile on her face.

She was in a manufactured celebrity couple situation with Song Yuanye, but the problem with riding on someone's popularity was that even though they had high exposure, it always looked one-sided, like 'a barber carrying his pole with enthusiasm on just one end.'

Moreover, Song Yuanye was such a hypocrite! She would bet that the live stream comments were all criticizing her right now!

Meanwhile, the manager noticed the cameras pointing in their direction and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly walked over.

He put on a stern face and pulled the director aside.

"Director, I remember we agreed that you would only film the necessary racing scenes and not disturb our clients."

The director had researched Mountain Speed Racing Track's background, and although reluctant, he didn't dare argue and agreed.

Song Yuanye witnessed this exchange.

He was also a member of Mountain Speed, and although the annual fees were frighteningly expensive, the membership helped solidify his public image.

He walked over with a smile, "Manager, I'm sorry, did we disturb those two gentlemen? Should I go talk to them?"

The implications might not be clear to online viewers, but how could the manager, with his twenty years of experience, miss it?

Just being a celebrity made him so condescending? He wouldn't even rank in North River, let alone at the race track.

The manager maintained his serious expression, "Sir, that won't be necessary. Those two aren't fond of attention."

You'd better stay away from them!

Song Yuanye's expression froze, not expecting such a blunt rejection. Usually, people would be grateful for his offer.

[Oh ho, didn't expect to get shut down, did you? Lost face there, didn't you?]

[Well well, looks like there are still people who won't kiss up to our big celebrity Song! Manager, I salute your bravery.]

[What's wrong with this manager! My brother was just being kind!]

[Exactly, treating kindness with ingratitude! No wonder you're just serving others here!]

[What the hell! Who do they think they are, it's just a crappy race track!]

[That red-haired guy looks awful! Terrible taste, such a bumpkin!]

[This... there's no need to attack random people, right?]

[...Crappy race track? Maybe you fans should research Mountain Speed's reputation before coming here?]

[You fans are so subservient, don't you realize this is Mountain Speed's manager? His monthly salary probably equals fifty times yours.]

Cheng Shu stopped in her tracks, seeing Song Yuanye's expression, and felt relieved. She had also wanted to show her face and help mediate, but fortunately, she had been slow to act.

The director, seeing Song Yuanye's expression, quickly directed the cameraman to film others and pulled the manager aside.

"We understand, don't worry! We'll try our best to avoid filming other members."

The manager glanced at Song Yuanye, who had already resumed his gentle expression, but paid him no mind.

"Director, I hope we can all get along during this period, but you arriving early today has already violated our agreement..."

While the director was still negotiating with the manager, Song Yuanye continued explaining racing knowledge with an unchanged expression, and the comment section was once again flooded with fans' "Brother is amazing" messages.

At the same time, Jing Zeqian received a call from Li Chengsheng.

Aliali: 

He sat in the living room, legs crossed, "TV crew? Why wasn't I informed about this?" His voice carried displeasure.

After listening to something from the other end, Jing Zeqian's brows furrowed slightly, "Alright, I understand. I'll first arrange for his subordinate to come up and see how he performs."

Jing Zeqian hung up the phone, and Lin Ruiqing walked over, handing him a sweet soup.

Jing Zeqian stood up to take it, "Thank you, Mom." Lin Ruiqing noticed his troubled expression and asked, "Did something happen?"

"There's a small issue at the race track, but nothing major."

Lin Ruiqing nodded, relieved it wasn't anything serious.

Jing Zeqian took a spoonful of the sweet soup and put it in his mouth.

Red bean soup?

His expression showed distaste as he fished out the mochi from the bowl, "Why is it sweet? And this, is it mochi?"

How could a grown man like him drink something so sweet late at night? What would people think?