Ouyang Zhi was extremely satisfied with everything, and then he flashed an evil smirk, "Very well, I'll write down a few lines later, and you'll record them using her voice. I'll give you a hundred thousand!"
Before the makeup was properly done on the other side, Ouyang Zhi hastily wrote down a few lines, had the impersonation expert record them in An Xiaomian's voice she just mimicked, and then promptly signed a cheque for her. He made her swear to keep the secret and then sent the impersonator on her way.
Another half an hour passed before the makeup artist finally came over to report to Ouyang Zhi, "Sir, her makeup is done. Please go take a look."
Upon hearing this, the anxiously waiting Ouyang Zhi went to see how it turned out.
When the made-up woman turned around, Ouyang Zhi almost thought he saw An Xiaomian for a moment.
