Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 297 - 221: Greeting Card_1

Feng Chi’s parents knew that ever since he was a child, he liked the feeling of being the center of attention under the spotlight. He even said he wanted to become a star, to be on TV, and to be seen by more people.

But the old man didn’t like it, deeming it disgraceful.

Back then, nobody dared to defy him, and everyone assumed it was just the way things were.

It was only after Feng Yi left the Feng Family that everyone realized: Wow! The family actually has such a stubborn one!

In just a few years, watching Feng Yi set to make his mark in the entertainment industry, Feng Chi envied him a lot.

Now, Feng Yi wasn’t developing his career in the entertainment circle anymore, having his own business direction while Feng Chi still kept thinking about that circle.

Seeing that his parents didn’t object, Feng Chi became more confident, "I’m not interested in directing, I want to be a love bean! An idol! A traffic king!"

Saying so, he raised his hand to touch his face, "Although my face isn’t as good as Brother Yi’s, against most people, I still have the advantage. I don’t have any other skills, but my acting isn’t bad, my singing’s passable, I’m open-minded about having fun, plus I’ve got a bit of a family foundation."

Speaking of "family foundation," Feng Chi glanced at the two people sitting in front of him.

Feng Chi’s dad pondered for a moment, "You can try, but not now. Don’t let the old man know you’re good at acting."

Feng Chi’s mom corrected, "It’s don’t let him know we’re good at acting."

Feng Chi nodded, "Definitely!"

Feng Chi’s dad said, "If this is really what you want to do, you need to start preparing now, so that you’re ready to take action when the time is right."

Feng Chi’s dad’s idea was that they could start arranging for acting lessons in private, since Feng Chi wasn’t classically trained and had much to learn if he wanted to do well in that circle; success wasn’t all about looks and money after all.

Feng Chi very much agreed, then looked towards his mom, "Mom, can you give me some more of the face masks from your beauty salon? The top-grade ones you talked about last time. I think they’re quite effective. I’ve been staying up too late, lacking sleep recently, and my looks have slightly suffered."

Feng Chi’s mom looked at him warily, "How much do you want? I don’t have much myself, and the raw materials are really tight right now!"

Speaking of this, Feng Chi’s mom showed her worries, "I was actually about to go snap up some goods today, but as soon as I got the message from you, I immediately dropped everything and came over!"

"Snap up what goods? I’ll help you! You can just share some of those top-grade face masks with me later on; I’ve got to take care of my face," said Feng Chi.

"You? Forget it, what you’re familiar with doesn’t work.

"Just tell me, I know quite a few people, maybe I could offer some help," said Feng Chi, who did indeed have his own connections from mingling freely outside.

Feng Chi’s mom glanced at him nonchalantly, "Do you know the ’Ancestral Factory’? What can you actually do?"

"Ancestral Factory? Sounds familiar, but I have no real impression. Is it a factory or a brand?" Feng Chi took out his phone to search, quickly read the information summary, and then remembered.

At a birthday party for a friend, while chatting with others, he had heard of the ’Ancestral Factory’ as one of the top ten private companies globally.

This kind of behemoth that resolutely remains unlisted, not publishing financial statements nor disclosing operational data, carried an aura of mystery and impressiveness.

Putting down the phone, Feng Chi looked at his mom, "I can offer you moral support!"

Feng Chi’s mom: "... Just take care of yourself, I don’t need you to worry about me."

"I’ll expand my social circle, get to know more people, who knows if one of my fun-loving friends might be an expert. Isn’t there a saying, ’The big shot is right beside me’!" said Feng Chi.

Feng Chi’s mom was amused. A big shot right beside you, what nonsense!

Feng Chi’s dad, who had been listening to the conversation, said, "What you want is just a product from the Ancestral Factory’s sub-laboratory, it takes some effort but can be purchased. One of my business partners was saying they wanted something from the Ancestral Factory’s core lab, and that’s truly impossible to get – they go with money in hand, but the people over there don’t care, ha! Truly formidable!"

Feng Chi’s mom said, "But even items developed by their sub-laboratories aren’t easy to snap up either. Their beauty line has a new product, still in the trial phase, we’ve only heard whispers of it, but those with clout have already gone for talks to reserve it, and even then there’s competition! Everyone wants the first batch of goods for sale!"

Feng Chi listened by the side, thinking: They don’t even know if the product is good or if it can be mass-produced and sold, yet these bosses are already rushing to give them money?

But Feng Chi’s dad also agreed, "We’ve got to snatch it up. I’m not familiar with their subsidiary products, but the Ancestral Factory’s core lab has some big moves planned for this year. At a recent charity dinner, someone approached their President Yue Gengyang to discuss a partnership, and President Yue had a very firm stance. It was apparent that he had great confidence in the new research from the core laboratory. I suspect they are about to make even bigger moves. Their subsidiary products all align with the core laboratory standards."

The car first dropped Feng Chi at his home. The vehicle Feng Chi had taken to the old house would be driven back later on.

Once the car had just the couple in it, they started talking about Feng Chi’s new venture, as well as the things he mentioned about Feng Yi.

"That kid actually thinks Feng Yi is out of money! The car Feng Yi arrived in at the old house last time, that model, including the custom modifications, I guess it could buy two of my cars! Maybe even more!" said Feng Chi’s dad.

"I wonder if your second brother and sister-in-law regret it. To flatter the old man and the eldest, they discarded their own son without a second thought, it’s ruthless."

"They’re not dumb at all, they’re shrewd! By sucking up to the old man and the eldest, they can live comfortably. Unlike us, they are close vassals to the emperor and the Crown Prince, the price is just a son they didn’t much care for anyway, it’s not like they can’t have another one – out with the old, in with the new."

"What do you think gives Feng Yi the nerve to stand up to the old man? Even the old man himself put up with it!"

The times Feng Yi visited the old house during the New Year had captured their attention and been subject to their analysis, yet it still baffled them.

Because they knew the old man’s temperament so well, it was shocking to see how he treated Feng Yi.

It was just too hard to understand!

He definitely didn’t like Feng Yi, yet there was a sense of "can’t stand him yet can’t do anything about him" helplessness.

"Feng Yi must have some big secret!"

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On the other side, Feng Chi returned to his residence and stood in front of the "ancient serpent" for a while before giving a shudder at the frightening serpent face.

Snakes are indeed terrifying creatures!

Even his own masterpiece couldn’t completely beautify them!

Back in the room, he pondered over the day’s events and considered what to do with the "giant serpent."

This time, he was unwilling to compromise with the old man, not only because of his love for this "masterpiece" but also as another choice in life.

His dad had told him to find a way to delay, but he was clear that once the old man had pointed it out, continuing to keep this "serpent" here was tantamount to an open provocation.

In the residence given by the old man, to place something the old man detested, and still disregard it after being ordered to take it down, wouldn’t the old man be furious?

Even if it could be protected for a while, it couldn’t be protected forever!

There’s no telling if others, in their attempts to please the old man, might use some means to secretly smash it.

There was a new message on his phone, and Feng Chi opened the chat app.

Feng Yi: "What happened on your side? All the trending searches disappeared."

Today, Feng Yi cleaned up the dorm, familiarized himself with the environment, chatted with other members of the task group for a while, had a meal together at a nearby restaurant, and when he came back and scrolled through his phone, he noticed something was off.

All of Feng Chi’s trending searches were gone.

Several interviews and blogger videos were also deleted.

Feng Chi replied: "The old man said it’s either it or me."

Feng Yi: ???

For a moment, he didn’t know how to interpret this sentence.

Asking if it was convenient to talk on Feng Chi’s end, Feng Yi opted for a direct video call.

On the other end of the call, Feng Chi lay lazily on the sofa, exuding a sense of defeat, "The old man doesn’t like it, finds it an eyesore, scolded me, and gave me two choices: either take it down or not get a penny."

Feng Chi briefly explained what happened at the old house.

"I’m thinking of finding a good place for it," said Feng Chi.

"Not dismantling, just moving it somewhere else?" Feng Yi caught the hint.

"Hmm, first find a place to store it, and after some time..."

Exactly how much time wasn’t specified, but Feng Yi understood that Feng Chi, or rather, the Feng family, had other arrangements.

"What’s your plan?" Feng Yi asked.

"First, find a reliable place to store it for a while, preferably not someone we know, and at the same time, someone who won’t be influenced by the Feng family’s attitude." Feng Chi was only looking for a temporary storage, not wanting it to be mysteriously destroyed after a while.

"How long will you keep it there?" Feng Yi asked again.

"Can’t say for sure, if it’s short, one or two weeks, if it’s long, three to five months are possible. Why, Brother, do you have someone to recommend?"

"Hmm... I have a brilliant idea."

"What idea? Better than mine?"

"At the museum that time, didn’t you say you had a brilliant idea? I also mentioned that I had an idea."

"Hmm-hmm!" Feng Chi perked up.

"I’m thinking of building a private collection, to store certain items, like models of snakes I’ve caught."

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"It’s not set up yet, but I’m already planning it. I’ll rent a warehouse to store things first, and then move them to the collection once it’s built. If you have no place for that big snake, you can keep it at my warehouse. Initially, my warehouse probably won’t have much in it."

"Are you renting the warehouse personally?" Feng Chi asked.

"Someone else is dealing with it, so it won’t be discovered by the old man for a while."

"That’s great!" Feng Chi said, as if entrusting his last hope, "It doesn’t matter where it is, as long as it remains intact, I’ll be completely satisfied!"

Their family was preparing to confront the old man, and no one knew what the outcome would be; Feng Chi didn’t even know if he could realize his dream of becoming a star.

If, in the end, their family’s resistance was suppressed by the old man, preserving his "masterpiece" would at least prove that he had resisted.

"Ah, one more thing," Feng Chi remembered, "The customized birthday gift I ordered for you will arrive tomorrow. You can have someone else receive it, but they need to show a code. I chose an encrypted delivery method that recognizes the code, not the person. There’s a card inside that I photoshopped myself. I hope you like it~"

Listening to Feng Chi’s tone, Feng Yi felt the image he photoshopped was definitely not going to be in a harmonious and friendly style.

Feng Chi didn’t want to talk more about his own affairs, so Feng Yi did not ask further.

The next day, Feng Yi received a call from the delivery person and asked Jia to receive it on his behalf.

The delivery person didn’t know what was in the gift box, who was sending it, or to whom it was being sent, recognizing only the code, not the person.

After receiving the package with the pickup code, Jia brought it back to the dorm for Feng Yi.

The gift box was very exquisite and of a high-grade style.

Upon opening it, there was a customized watch inside with engraved writing, but instead of looking at the engravings, Feng Yi focused his attention on the card within.

The card depicted Feng Yi with the upper body of his own image and a snake tail Photoshopped onto the lower half.

Feng Yi: "..."

He was so shocked that he broke into a sweat.