Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Amidst the idiotic atmosphere, the host coughed and introduced, on the contrary to many expecting apologies. "Ahem. I know some of us might be thinking something went wrong. In fact, everything is in order. This bra and panty will be our last item for tonight's auction."

The audience went into uproar in shock. Was the Shen family kidding them or testing their attitudes?

Conspiracy theories came up one after another. After all, even if they weren't treated well, they had to give some face to the Shen family to survive the harsh market conditions in Province N, especially for the mid-tier.

Ling Qingyu narrowed her eyes in thought, ignoring the blatant accusation and outrages from the girls beside her. She understood it was impossible Shen family to ruin the party and there must be a reason.

A glimmer stretched across her pupils as she realized a light bulb. Only, that could explain why the lady's underwear became the hottest item.

Her eyes glanced at some artists in the entertainment industry and seeing their attitude of contemptuous mockery, she sighed.

Ling Qingyu somehow felt anger congested in her chest. Her eyes getting colder, thinking of the Shen family.

Although the seller and organizer might have deals, exchanging benefits and selling faces, Ling Qingyu abhorred such practice of coercing others to do against their will.

Some might argue, that the artists themselves made a deal and they could just outright refuse. For them, Ling Qingyu only had one word to describe—fools.

The entertainment industry was never simple. A network of so many circles intertwined that people had to tread carefully. Sometimes, people couldn't spit out the hard bones they had eaten mistakenly and instead had to swallow unwillingly.

One wrong step could follow you throughout your later life like a nightmare.

Continuing to uphold the view not to work in the industry at all, Ling Qingyu would agree in the past. However, most always found the easiest solution, but failed to solve the the root cause.

Because they couldn't enforce or take care of the real culprit, the blame shifted to another party. If they weren't there in the first place, they wouldn't suffer injustice.

Such kind of actions killing others' dreams were never the correct way. It was people's cowardice to not pursue the real cause.

Of course, her thoughts flew in many directions but she hadn't made up her mind until the host announced clearly.

"This is the belonging of Ms. Fan Xi, our most famous actress, who decided to auction, in order to come up with sufficient funds to donate." The host said.

Ling Qingyu didn't listen anymore and turned her attention to the so-called famous actress, who stood up and waved her hand.

Though Ling Qingyu noticed reluctance in Fan Xi's eyes, unsure whether her sight captured the correct picture, Fan Xi still smiled and affirmed it was her belonging to the audience.

Fan Xi wore a black evening gown with slits and appeared not very old. But she guessed she had reached her mid-thirties when the popularity became stagnant and was hard to improve further.

She was already a national superstar, and had a large strong fan base, but she was still a wage earner for the company after all. Ling Qingyu had no idea why Fan Xi made such a drastic move.

The repercussions of her action could ruin her entire past history. Were there some deals or problems Fan Xi had trouble?

Ling Qingyu studied the actress from a distance. She had a slender and tall figure, beautiful and clean face with her eyes drawing in anyone who watched her for a long time.

Before she had time to delve further, screams like a little fan uttered from her side. It was her cheap sister, Ling Yunxiang, who gasped in excitement, muttering.

"That's Fan Xi. Oh my…I can now brag to others, I've seen the real Fan Xi." Ling Qingyu frowned at Ling Yunxiang's behavior of losing control in exhilaration.

Her eyes moved toward Zhao Xiurong and she wasn't any better. It appeared Fan Xi's fame was huge, affecting even her secretary. But with her status, Ling Qingyu was deep in doubt—why auction?

When Ling Qingyu saw Yang Qingyue's reaction, she was surprised. Heck, even this policewoman who never sought idols or hadn't shown any interest in the people in the entertainment circle, displayed outright gleeful joy.

Likewise, some fans uttered their support and Fan Xi calmly bowed in gratitude. No one talked about her action of selling the underwear.

Of course, some discordant voices from jealous people and enemies of Fan Xi expressed disgust.

"In addition to the donation, the one who owned this masterpiece will have an opportunity to meet with our superstar, Fan Xi." The host brewed a more energetic atmosphere.

Many men had their eyes turned red. They already swore to win this competition. Being able to have a private meeting with their favorite goddess, only fool wouldn't try.

Soon, with the host's hammer, the price went high. While Ling Qingyu tried to look from far away but couldn't grab Fan Xi's real thoughts, Yang Qingyue and Ling Yunxiang, two troublemakers became restless.

"Sister, please save Fan Xi, I know you can do it." Ling Yunxiang begged her with a soft voice.

Save? Ling Qingyu was confused. What made her think Fan Xi needed their help? As a mature artist, working in an industry for a long time, her methods of dealing with crisis weren't simple.

Seeing Ling Qingyu's passive reaction, Ling Yunxiang urged. "In any case, you must never let any males stain our goddess."

"Little sister Ling is right. Although I have no idea why Fan Xi behaved like this today; there must be a reason. Perhaps we can find out more in detail about the muddy water if we meet with her." Yang Qingyue echoed her view.

"So, who's this Fan Xi? Is she that famous? Are you two girls exaggerating?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"OMG! Elder sis, you?! I have no words. What generation did you come from? A boomer?" Ling Yunxiang was truly merciless with her words. "Well, it's not wrong to regard you in this generation.

Everyone knows. Look at Sister Zhao, even your secretary who works in the same field as yours knows more."

Zhao Xiurong was embarrassed to be brought out to the frontline by Ling Yunxiang in the sister's civil war.
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Ling Qingyu rolled her eyes at her cheap sister's remarks. "Alright, your elder sister works hard too much; I can't even read what's happening in your industry."

"I think this is more than just an industry. Any passerby can at least answer who Fan Xi is." Yang Qingyue added. "Let's ask your friends. Sister Tang and Sister Xiao, you should know Fan Xi, right?"

Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue, who were snickering at Ling Qingyu's powerless expression, almost exclaimed their protest. Why did the bomb jump into their hands? Please, they just arrived here, not long ago, and hadn't even been culturally immersed yet.

Both coughed and looked elsewhere, pretending not to hear. Yang Qingyue and Ling Yunxiang widened their eyes in disbelief.

The same flock of birds really flew together, Yang Qingyue muttered helplessly. "I'll introduce you girls later about Fan Xi's background. She's the inspiration and cleanest person in the acting industry. I'm not sure what happens tonight yet. So, Sister Ling, I beg you to help her." She said.

Yang Qingyue's request straightened Ling Qingyu's spine. She patted her chest that she would complete the mission, assuring Yang Qingyue and Ling Yunxiang to calm down.

Listening to the girls' description, there might be something hidden, enough to arouse her curiosity. Ling Qingyu would also participate to protect the actress from some worse infamy.

Privately meeting with a man and with a woman sounded a huge different bombshell. Even without the urging from the girls around, Ling Qingyu would come to the same decision.

Anyway, she was rich and willful. She also liked to see the goddess personally and became a close friend too.