Chapter 322: Chapter 322: Did You Really Post That V Blog?

“We’re going to be family sooner or later, Uncle, please make the call for me. They’ll definitely listen to what you say. Ah Li is a good girl, her family isn’t well-off. Her dad has kidney stones and diabetes, can’t do heavy labor, practically the same as being bedridden, so she started acting at a young age.”

On the other end of the line, Fu Si spoke until his mouth was dry, and licked his lips: “If they hadn’t been so harsh on Ah Li, I wouldn’t be coming to you, Uncle. Both my grandfather and mom like Ah Li very much. If they knew you helped, they’d surely thank you.”

Song Baiyan listened to his nephew’s incessant talking, stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, and asked: “Did Tang Li tell you her dad is bedridden all year round?”

“No… Well, no.” Fu Si said: “I guessed it myself; it’s no secret at our school that Ah Li’s family circumstances aren’t good. She wasn’t as lively before as she is now, and it seems like her mom has passed away a long time ago.”

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but sigh, “Actually, I don’t hope Ah Li mingles in the entertainment industry; there are too many sleazes there. So, I have to watch her at all times and can’t let her suffer.

I’ve made up my mind to intern at Longxing during the second half of the year, taking back what I said about not relying on my family. When I have the capability, I’ll set up an agency for Ah Li to manage her roles. With the backing of Longxing Group, nobody in the entertainment industry would dare to bully her!”

“Do you have no classes at school today?” Song Baiyan asked.

Fu Si was a bit stunned and when he realized his uncle had changed the subject, he hurriedly answered, “I did. I’ve been staying in school lately, you can rest assured, Uncle. I—”

“Did you finish all your homework?”

“…”

Song Baiyan said, “Since you haven’t finished your homework, go do it now.”

“What about making the call…”

“After you finish your homework, we can discuss other matters.”

Fu Si acknowledged with an “Oh.”

After hanging up the phone, Song Baiyan tossed the cellphone back onto his desk, picked up the 500-word reflective essay. Ji Ming stood aside, and Bai Yiqian, sitting with crossed legs, drinking water, spoke up: “Your nephew is troubling you again?”

With a shift in the topic, he asked Ji Ming with great interest: “Did you really post that V-blog?”

“…A slip of the hand.”

Bai Yiqian laughed, “I didn’t realize you were a fan too.”

“…” Ji Ming had, by accident, replied to that comment on V-blog using the official account. He had gone to the publicity office earlier, where an overtiming staff member was browsing Weibo on the desktop. He happened to see that trailer and recognized Tang Li in it instantly.

So, he couldn’t help but stop and watch for a while.

Although Ji Ming wasn’t a fan, he at least knew of Lai Yuaner; when he went home for holidays, he had also watched TV dramas featuring Lai Yuaner.

— The acting, indeed, wasn’t very good.

The intern at the Ministry of Finance turned around and, seeing Ji Ming behind him late at night, got quite a fright, promptly offering his seat to Ji Ming and took the excuse to go to the washroom.

Ji Ming hadn’t finished watching the three-minute character trailer yet, so he simply sat down in front of the computer.

Once he finished watching the video, scrolling through the comments of netizens with the mouse, perhaps because he was quite familiar with Tang Li, seeing others praise Tang Li on V-blog, he couldn’t resist replying to that netizen without noticing that the staff member was logged into the official Ministry of Finance account.

He only found out about the problem when the staff member suddenly ran upstairs to ask him.

Seeing that the person was about to cry, Ji Ming had no intention of holding him responsible and took the blame upon himself.