Wind Rise Entertainment was the name of the company Wang Xinran belonged to. It was much stronger than Holy View Entertainment, being a top-tier entertainment company with a multitude of artists and a diverse portfolio of film and television projects, as well as variety shows.
There were rumors swirling around about Wind Rise Entertainment, suggesting that the company had recently been acquired by a foreign corporation and that its mysterious boss had made a comeback to the country. According to hearsay, he was rumored to be incredibly handsome, rivaling the industry heartthrob Qin Huaichen in terms of looks.
"Oh, by the way, Shi Yuan, I heard there was another girl who wanted to compete with you for a spot. She really overestimated herself," Lin Meimei inadvertently blurted out, immediately realizing her mistake and swiftly changing the topic.
At the mention of Fu Xiaoya, a flicker of disgust crossed Shi Yuan's eyes. Turning her head, she coincidentally caught sight of a familiar figure. It was none other than Fu Xiaoya!
Shi Yuan lightly tapped Lin Meimei's hand and whispered, "You're talking about her."
"She's not even that attractive. I thought she was some great beauty trying to rival you, Shi Yuan. She really overestimated herself," Lin Meimei sarcastically exclaimed, loud enough for everyone in the store to hear.
Internally, Shi Yuan felt a sense of satisfaction, but outwardly, she maintained her composure. "Meimei, lower your voice."
In response, Lin Meimei retorted, "Shi Yuan, it's only because you're so easygoing. I can't stand being in the same space as someone like her. It's repulsive!"
Shi Yuan gently tugged on Lin Meimei's arm, signaling her to stop. It was best to avoid escalating the situation further.
Meanwhile, Wang Xinran, standing beside Shi Yuan, remained silent, merely observing the scene unfold.
Fu Xiaoya had been engrossed in examining the microphones and had failed to notice the peculiar gazes directed her way.
"I'd like to customize a microphone. Do you have any recommendations?" Fu Xiaoya surveyed the options available but failed to find a style that captivated her. She turned to the salesperson and inquired for guidance.
The salesperson was very dedicated and took out a brochure to introduce Fu Xiaoya.
Lin Mei shot a glare at the seemingly clueless salesperson and said to the store manager next to her, "Are your salespeople here so free, serving a country bumpkin who's interested in custom designs?"
Seeing that Lin Mei was unhappy, the store manager signaled the salesperson with his eyes to be more attentive. The salesperson serving Fu Xiaoya glanced at the store manager and felt that this was a bit unfair, but she gathered her courage and continued explaining to Fu Xiaoya.
Fu Xiaoya glanced at Lin Mei and found her to be quite noisy. She lowered her head and flipped through the brochure, eventually pointing to one model and saying, "I quite like this one."
The microphone chosen by Fu Xiaoya was made of pure gold, adorned with diamonds. It utilized cutting-edge technology to perfectly eliminate any background noise. This particular microphone was the most expensive in the store, with an exceptionally high price tag! Every salesperson's dream in the store was to sell this microphone.
The store manager, upon seeing Fu Xiaoya's selection, took a few steps forward.
"What? Do you really think she'll buy this microphone?" Lin Mei sneered in disdain. Upon hearing her words, the store manager quickly stood by Lin Mei's side again, but his gaze occasionally shifted towards Fu Xiaoya.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go consult with the manager," said Fu Xiaoya's salesperson, leading her to the nearby lounge area and thoughtfully preparing coffee for her.
There was a rule in the store that when a customer wanted to customize this particular microphone, the manager had to accompany them. Shi Yuan and the others stood by, watching the commotion. They didn't believe Fu Xiaoya could afford this microphone.
The manager arrived promptly with a friendly attitude, saying, "Hello, my name is Zhang Mo. I will be assisting you from here on."
Fu Xiaoya nodded and, as Zhang Mo sat down, whispered in a voice only they could hear, "Let's make a deal, Manager Zhang."
Zhang Mo was taken aback, not understanding Fu Xiaoya's meaning or perhaps waiting for Fu Xiaoya's next words.
Fu Xiaoya extended her hand and said, "Get those noisy women out of here." She even raised an eyebrow at Lin Mei.
Although Lin Mei didn't know what Fu Xiaoya was saying to Manager Zhang, she felt the provocation in her gaze!
Lin Mei angrily retorted, "Such pretense! I want to see how she'll end up!"
Zhang Mo also sensed the conflict between Lin Mei and Fu Xiaoya, but as they were all customers, he couldn't just chase them away.
Zhang Mo said helplessly, "I'm sorry, they're also customers, and I..."
Fu Xiaoya nodded, understandingly saying, "What a pity. If you could just make them leave, you could sell two of these customized microphones..." She tapped the page in the brochure on the table.
Two microphones at this price were equivalent to their monthly revenue. Zhang Mo couldn't help but feel tempted. He got up and walked towards Shi Yuan, saying, "I apologize, but you've disturbed our esteemed customer. Please keep quiet or you can also visit another store."