She is the Side Character! — Watch Her Change her fate!-Chapter 179: The Game of the Rich Kid? I’m Done Playing (Part 17)

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: The Game of the Rich Kid? I’m Done Playing (Part 17)

Song Mo was somewhat surprised, does she really know that much?

Just casually confronted someone like that, and the other party couldn’t even reply?

From then on, his attention was entirely focused on her, it was hard to notice anything else.

"You better make sure you don’t mess up with the spicy chicken, okay?" Ah Chen teased him, "Hmm?"

"Hmm." Song Mo responded, "I won’t mess it up."

One selfie stick after another appeared, but they no longer dared to ask random questions. Some feared their own dirty laundry might be aired.

Some had established online personas, and if the truth were known, their personas would collapse—it’s a huge loss, not worth it.

Although such coincidences are rare, what if they really knew?

Ah Chen instead asked, "Aren’t you curious about my life?"

"No, no, no, I’m just here to buy something. The aroma here is too tempting—I was originally filming scenery, but got drawn in. Boss, please hurry and pack it up for me; I need to go shoot other places’ scenery later."

"Alright." Ah Chen was slightly disappointed; she’d hoped to slaughter a couple of chickens to show these monkeys, but these chickens turned out to be smart.

No matter if their backgrounds are clean or not, they didn’t provoke her actively, so she couldn’t hit them.

People at the front saw her regrettable expression and took a deep breath—she’s a tough one.

It’s understandable, seeing that she even dares slap the faces of wealthy gentleman without fear—why would she fear these online media folks?

If she were dodging and avoiding everything, they might even want to draw closer.

By being so calm, she had already disadvantaged a couple of live streamers, which left them somewhat fearful.

"Boss, your flavor is quite good, I’d like to collaborate with you." A young female customer with a distinctive style spoke while drinking soup, seated on a small stool with a simple livestream stand in front.

As she was frying mushrooms, Ah Chen turned her head, and the young female customer smiled kindly at her, saying, "I find you very distinctive. After entering that circle, you can still step out and set up a stall. It’s admirable. I’ve seen too many enter that circle, few can truly withdraw."

That one sentence sparked many guesses among those queuing.

They suspected this young girl might be another wealthy young lady, observing her attire was distinctive.

"I appreciate you. I find it ridiculous how some use money to attract a woman, only to accuse her of being vain. Why don’t they pursue those who aren’t fond of money genuinely? Sadly, they probably can’t chase such people down. Admittedly, there truly are people in this world not so focused on money."

The spectators nodded. This girl made sense.

In such a vast world, there are all kinds of personalities.

"So, I want to give you a push," said the well-dressed customer. "Your mushroom soup has a great taste, it just needs a nudge. You provide the secret recipe, and I’ll contribute labor and money. Naturally, you’d be the brand’s signature image, definitely appearing at the flagship store and need to be on screen."

"We’re not just setting up physical stores like mushroom soup hotpot, but also sell soup packet ingredients, eventually spreading chains nationwide, transforming your life entirely, making you no less than those people."

"What do you think?" asked the young female customer with confidence on her face, smiling overwhelmingly admiring Ah Chen.

The customers queuing were tempted. If they had such capability, they’d surely agree.

This beautiful boss had met a patron by fortune among so many selfie sticks, even met a wealthy young lady.

Man, that’s too lucky.

[The young lady is kind-hearted today.]

[Ruanruan, my young lady Ruanruan.]

[I also want to be that boss and then meet the young lady, having her lend a hand.]

[Ahhh, just hearing is so thrilling, Li Chen is lucky to encounter the young lady.]

[The young lady appreciates her; she never used to bother with these things.]

[The young lady wanted to taste the mushroom soup, see if it’s really delicious, unexpectedly this occurred.]

[Why hasn’t she agreed yet? Quickly agree, if you miss the young lady, there won’t be another chance.]

Ah Chen chuckled, "The dream sounds nice, but do you have the funds for it?"

[She actually doubts the young lady’s capability, she’s truly a wealthy young lady, how could she lack money?]

The female customer, called Ruanruan by fans, replied smilingly, "If I speak like this, I naturally have money. I want to help you today simply because I appreciate you and want to see you rise."

"Am I not standing up right now?" Ah Chen asked again, "What does it mean to stand up? Only becoming a rich person counts as standing up? Isn’t being self-reliant standing up, otherwise how many people in this world are kneeling?"

"I don’t mean that," Ruanruan frowned. "You don’t need to be so defensive. I just want to give you an opportunity. You can obviously stand higher, why not seize it?"

"You’re too shallow-sighted."

"The opportunity is right in front of you. I’ve never done this before, rarely at that, yet your reaction disappoints me. I thought you feared nothing, willing to adventure."

Ah Chen smiled and asked, "Do you have the money? You speak so confidently, unafraid of slipping your tongue?"

"My mushroom soup indeed tastes great, and I’m confident about that. As long as there’s sufficient funding, expanding is only natural. With capital’s entry, I could immediately profit greatly from my mushroom soup, leveraging on flow effect, many would purchase."

"But this capital isn’t from you. You’re merely a tool being pushed forward."

"You don’t truly appreciate me. What’s this about giving me an opportunity? You just want to use me to make money. Wasn’t going to expose you, but your words were unpleasant, seeming appreciative while retaining that superior posture, not among them yet inherently proud and disdainful."

"I dislike such people the most. Anyone seriously watching that video should know this point."

People in line were bewildered, huh? Isn’t it goodwill?

Ah Chen lowered her head and scooped the fried mushrooms, where’s all this goodwill? It’s all scheming for profit.

If she had this idea, fine, but she doesn’t, won’t enter, and won’t become their money-making tool. Her words were also unpleasant, provoking her when purposes failed.

Does she look like a soft sell?

And her mushroom soup has no recipe; it’s just her skill making it tasty. Even following her procedure can’t replicate this flavor.

"If you’re unwilling, forget it, no need to say more," Ruanruan did panic slightly, but maintained composure, addressing the livestream audience, "If she’s unwilling, so be it. I can’t do anything."

[Host, are you acting again?]

[Feels like the host is a bit flustered.]

[Less confident than before.]

[I trust the beautiful boss more; even that pest dared not sue her, proving she’s truthful.]

[So, we’re following a fake young lady?]

Seeing this, Ruanruan’s face changed dramatically, she swiftly tried to salvage, but couldn’t recover, more and more skepticism arose forcing her to shut the livestream.

She raised her head, glanced at Ah Chen feeling unpleasant, wanting to speak but dared not, scurrying off.

There were still recordings around, she feared Li Chen might say more causing an awkward end, damn, how could it turn this way? Her persona got effortlessly exposed completely?

"Really such a fake."

"Nothing’s impossible, just thought this girl genuinely had goodwill, ah, gross stuff, turns out she aimed for the recipe."

Ah Chen said, "Mine has no recipe, it’s just simple mushroom soup."

The key is the mushrooms she grows, the soup she personally brews.

"No collaboration," she gazed at those holding selfie sticks, "Feel free to film me as long as it’s not maliciously stirring trouble, shoot as you like, but here’s a statement, no collaboration, my mushroom soup has no recipe, don’t bother seeking me. Even watching my brewing process won’t teach you the same flavor."

Today’s stall setup concluded.

Online, meanwhile, a lot stirred, the buzz hadn’t ceased.

Amidst such stir, Han Fangli and others learned where she was.

"She actually went to set up a stall?" Wei Hui found it hard to believe, his eyes fixed on the video laughing dismissively, "These people came to buy not because she’s Li Chen—they’re simply curious, see, lots of them filming with phones. Had she not mixed in this circle, sparked that video, would those buy from a new setup?"