Chapter 86 Wei Qi's Resentment

Besides home-style cooking, Aunt Zhang is also very skilled in Huaiyang and Cantonese cuisine. The newly hired Aunt Sun is very good at Sichuan cuisine and noodles.

Today was the first day of tasting the dishes, so dinner was especially lavish. There was twice-cooked pork, boiled fish, Mapo tofu, Sichuan-style chicken, and two small green vegetables. The bright red dishes looked incredibly appetizing.

The food tasting went very well; we ate very lightly throughout. It's actually quite nice to eat something a little stronger occasionally.

After dinner, the two watched a movie for a while. As a result, when Fu Yingzhou left, Shi Shi's lips, which were already red from eating spicy food, became even redder.

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With a loud bang, Wei Qi slammed the cup to the ground. Her computer screen displayed data for Me&Me's new album. Her assistant, standing nearby, trembled with fear. Sister Li gave her a wink, and the assistant quickly ran out.

"Qiqi, now that you've retired from the entertainment industry, just focus on being a good wife to your boss. No matter how popular they are, aren't they just making money for you two? Listen to Sister Li, don't try anything funny. Since you've decided to be a full-time housewife, stop being so two-faced."

Sister Li's advice was truly heartfelt. Most shareholders were already dissatisfied with Wei Qi. Now that Me&Me has proven themselves and created this situation, the company will definitely give the two girls their full support!

Rationally, Wei Qi knew that Sister Li was right, but psychologically she couldn't get over it. A new generation replaces the old. It wasn't that she hadn't dreamed of reaching the top of the music scene. But retiring like this made her seem like a pathetic, slinking mouse.

Her gaze fell on the album on the coffee table. She had asked her assistant to buy it. She stood up, picked up the album, and tapped the cover lightly with her bright red manicured nails.

Her finger skipped over the director and editor, and stopped at the producer.

She had been careless. She thought their decision to hire a small workshop to produce the album was a sign of giving up. She hadn't expected this! She'd been in the industry for so many years and never underestimated anyone, but this time... just once! All ten songs were written by Shi Shi. She might not be able to do anything to the twins, but surely she could handle a nobody?

Anyway, she's retired from the industry, so why would she care about the attitude of a songwriter?

Wei Qi took out her phone and made a call: "Director Song, it's been a long time since we last talked. I was wondering if you have time to join us for dinner?"

The person on the other end of the phone was the director of the program "Bai Jing's Living Room".

If it's about Shi Shi's private matters, Wei Qi really wouldn't have any way of knowing. However, among current women's talk shows, Bai Jing's is the most popular. And she has two acquaintances who happen to be on Bai Jing's show.

Wei Qi invited Song Weiqiang to a Japanese restaurant. A small table was placed in the middle of the tatami mats. The atmosphere was relaxed and comfortable. After a few rounds of drinks and several dishes, Wei Qi explained his purpose for coming.

"Director Song, how is Zuo Min performing in Teacher Bai's program?"

The two met while recording a singing competition show. They were mutually attracted and quickly started dating. This relationship lasted on and off for several years until Wei Qi married into a wealthy family, at which point she finally settled down.

Zuo Min, as Wei Qi's top lackey, was also arranged to join the company by Song Weiqiang.

He picked up the sake and drank it all in one gulp: "A wealthy lady like you still remembers your friends from yesterday, you're quite sentimental."

Wei Qi knew that Song Weiqiang was alluding to her, about suddenly dumping him. But she remained calm and composed, pouring Song Weimin a full glass of wine.

"A friend for life is always better than a friend for a while. After all, we're the same kind of people." Being too familiar has its downsides. You know all the other person's unsavory secrets. Song Weiqiang climbed the social ladder by leveraging his father-in-law's power. Wei Qi was the same. Frankly, they're cut from the same cloth, birds of a feather flock together.

"Just tell me, what do you want? Why are you beating around the bush with me?"

"I heard that the next guest they're inviting is Shi Shi?"

With Zuo Min being such a blabbermouth, Song Weiqiang wasn't surprised she knew about it. He nodded and downed his drink again: "Yes, that's true. What, did she offend you?"

Why not guess they're friends? Like I said, they know each other too well. Song Weiqiang knows Wei Qi well. She would never make friends with someone so much prettier than herself.

Wei Qi patiently refilled the glass. "Xiao Min has been working for you for quite some time now. I know you have connections with Bai Jing, so let Xiao Min make an appearance as the second host this time."

Song Weiqiang scoffed, "We can joke around as we like. We've known each other for so long, and if I can help you, I certainly will. Bai Jing is someone who doesn't tolerate any nonsense. I don't know what kind of trouble you're planning, but when it comes to my livelihood, absolutely not."

Even if Wei Qi didn't say anything, Song Weiqiang knew. Her methods were nothing more than those. Their show wasn't pre-recorded; what if Zuo Min, as the host, asked Shi Shi an embarrassing question?

Bai Jing is demanding yet professional.

But within this industry, some issues harbor hidden pitfalls that can ruin someone's career.

Wei Qi took the wine glass from Song Weiqiang. He downed the wine in one gulp, leaving a bright red lipstick mark on the glass.

"I would never do anything that would be bad for you. Zuo Min is a newcomer, so it's understandable that she's eager to succeed and show off. Don't you think so?"

After she finished speaking, she placed her hand on top of Song Weiqiang's palm.

Hearing that someone was going to take the blame, Song Weiqiang softened his stance a little, but he still didn't agree immediately.

Seeing his behavior, Wei Qi cursed him under her breath, calling him a bastard. She then got up and sat down next to him.

Underneath her coat tonight, she wore a black tulle dress. The deep V-neckline revealed glimpses of her snow-white breasts, and her black-stockinged feet were slowly tracing upwards from Song Weiqiang's ankles. Song Weiqiang felt the effects of the alcohol taking hold, and his body felt hot.

When the foot landed on his calf, Song Weiqiang grabbed the mischievous foot.

"Don't do anything rash, it'll put me in a difficult position!"

"How could I bear to make things difficult for you? Zuo Min has benefited a lot from following me these past two years. She should do something for us, right? Besides, some slightly pointed questions might actually boost the ratings." As she said this, her arm was already on Song Weiqiang's shoulder. She swayed her body slightly, her full breasts almost spilling out.

"You'll help me, right?"

Song Weiqiang was already aroused and pressed her down onto the tatami mat.

"I can help you, but tonight, you must help me first, my dear, be a living bodhisattva who relieves people's suffering."

A wine glass was knocked to the ground. The waiter heard the noise and was about to knock on the door to inquire when he heard obscene moans.

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Is this job absolutely necessary? My ears are so dirty!