SCHS - Chapter 4
Chapter 4
The male lead didn't understand, and neither did Qin Zhen.
What did the appearance of his hands have to do with moving bricks?
Of course, they couldn't guess Wen Shixue's little scheme – she was coveting the male lead's talent.
The male lead, Xu Jianfan, had always wanted to become an excellent jewelry designer. Heaven was kind, granting him considerable talent in this field, and he worked extra hard, making his skills not to be underestimated. However, he faced strong opposition from his family. They believed his path was self-inflicted hardship with no future, insisting he obediently inherit the family business. Because of this, he angrily left home, bravely pursuing his dream, determined to prove himself to his family.
In the original plot, he did eventually establish himself in the jewelry industry, becoming a dazzling new design star, and also found the love of his life, ending up happily ever after with the female lead.
Wen Shixue was after this talent of his. How could a successful jewelry company not have an excellent jewelry designer to oversee things? She showed a friendly yet mysterious smile, still holding his hand: "My friend, these hands of yours look like the hands of someone who can become a jewelry designer."
It would be such a waste for such beautiful hands not to come move bricks at her company!
Qin Zhen paused slightly upon hearing this, looking at her with hesitation. What was going on? A perfectly fine young lady from a wealthy family, why did she sound like a street swindler?
No, the most important thing was, was she planning to just randomly pull someone off the street to be a jewelry designer now??
Qin Zhen couldn't watch anymore, and also felt it was a bit inappropriate for Wen Shixue to hold a stranger's hand for so long, so she reached out and held Wen Shixue's fair, slender wrist, gently pulling her hand back. Then she heard the male lead ask, shocked and wary: "...How did you know I wanted to be a jewelry designer?"
Qin Zhen paused. Wen Shixue froze for a second, belatedly realizing she had let slip. Other people's minds didn't contain the novel's plot. She immediately lifted her face, a calm expression on it, and said: "Because I can deduce your fate by reading your palm."
Qin Zhen and the male lead simultaneously looked at her with confusion.
"That's right, I am a not-so-famous metaphysician in the country. My surname is—" Wen Shixue's voice stopped abruptly. Her clear, black-and-white eyes darted towards the innocent Qin Zhen, her lips curving into a slight smile at her, before she turned back and solemnly uttered a single word, "Qin."
Qin Zhen: "..."
That smile just now... she did it on purpose, didn't she?
The male lead was clearly taken aback, his eyes half-believing, half-doubting, but he didn't want to embarrass Wen Shixue.
He still smiled good-naturedly and said, "Ah, I see."
Wen Shixue thought that since she had already adopted the identity of a metaphysician, she might as well continue using it to trick him into coming to her company first. Making money was the most important thing. So she pretended to pinch her fingers and calculate: "You have great talent and you work very hard, but because you don't have everyone's understanding at this stage, you want to work hard to prove yourself. Am I right?"
The more the male lead listened, the more serious his expression became. Wen Shixue was someone he had just met; if it weren't for what happened the day before yesterday, they would still be strangers who hadn't spoken. Coupled with Wen Shixue's designer clothes, she didn't look like someone who was out to swindle people because she lacked money. And everything she said accurately reflected his current situation. Thus, Wen Shixue's identity as a metaphysician became quite credible.
"Everything you said is correct," he said, conceding, and then introduced himself, "My surname is Zhu, and my name is Zhu Ziming."
A fake name.
Wen Shixue raised an eyebrow, completely unconcerned. She had used a fake name first, so it was only fair that the male lead used one too. They were even.
Even Qin Zhen, who had seen her share of storms, couldn't help but be slightly surprised by Wen Shixue's fortune-telling skills—could she really tell fortunes? So she wasn't just grabbing someone randomly, but had a plan all along?
Qin Zhen temporarily dismissed the idea of stopping her from rambling further and silently watched her continue her act.
Zhu Ziming asked, "May I know Master Qin's full name?"
Just as Qin Zhen suspected Wen Shixue was about to sell out her full name, she heard Wen Shixue calmly say "Oh," her face composed: "I'm just called Master Qin. Surname Qin, given name Master. You called me correctly."
She wasn't so foolish as to completely sell out Qin Zhen's real name. If Qin Zhen resented her for it, how could she rely on her to help manage the company?
Qin Zhen: "..."
She really just said whatever came to her mouth...
Zhu Ziming: "..."
That name sounded quite ambitious, didn't it?
Wen Shixue, under the guise of "Master Qin," adopted a demeanor of an immortal with profound wisdom, making herself look truly convincing: "I just calculated that you have a strong connection with a jewelry company called 'Chenfeng.' They are in great need of talented individuals like you to weather the storm and advance together."
"Moreover, Chenfeng can allow your dreams to soar freely."
Wen Shixue's ability to bluff was impressive, and she truly managed to fool Zhu Ziming. What he lacked now was a place where he could fully showcase his talents. If Chenfeng could truly help him realize his dream, then he would go no matter what!
Zhu Ziming said he would go check out Chenfeng, thanked them gratefully, and then bid them farewell.
After he had walked away, Wen Shixue raised her hand and gestured towards their physical contact with her eyes: "Vice President Qin, didn't you say you were resistant?"
Qin Zhen had been listening to her "fortune-telling" just now and had momentarily forgotten to let go of her. Now reminded by Wen Shixue, she immediately calmly released her wrist and said coolly, "That was necessary contact."
Even distinguishing between necessary contact, truly meticulous.
Wen Shixue said "Oh," and then added, "Vice President Qin, remember to notify the HR department to keep an eye out for him."
With the male lead on board, she wouldn't worry about Chenfeng not making money, nor about being unable to break off the engagement.
After careful consideration, Qin Zhen turned to face her, saying solemnly, "Miss Wen, please tell me truthfully, can you really tell fortunes, or did you investigate him beforehand? Does he truly possess the ability to become a designer for Chenfeng?"
Although Wen Shixue had spoken eloquently just now, Zhu Ziming's actual ability couldn't be determined solely by her words. Matters involving the company's interests required careful consideration.
Wen Shixue slightly raised her eyes, looking back at Qin Zhen's serious and captivating eyes. As her superior, she had the right to be annoyed that Qin Zhen, her subordinate, didn't trust her decision. But Qin Zhen's serious and meticulous attitude prevented any anger from rising, instead making her feel a little relieved.
It was precisely because she was responsible that she dared to question her superior despite the risk of anger.
She subconsciously raised her hand, wanting to pat Qin Zhen's shoulder. Before she could touch it, Qin Zhen's shoulder moved slightly, avoiding her touch, which also reminded her of the agreement they had made—to reduce physical contact.
She looked at her hand awkwardly suspended in mid-air. Under Qin Zhen's gaze, she calmly stroked the air instead, forcefully saving face for herself: "Don't misunderstand, I just had a sudden thought, I wanted to touch the air."
Qin Zhen asked expressionlessly, "Does the air feel good?"
"Good," she dared to answer, even evaluating it properly, "It's a texture that truly leaves room for imagination."
Qin Zhen: "..."
She had gained a whole new understanding of Wen Shixue's ability to just say whatever came to mind.
Wen Shixue put her hands behind her back. She had originally intended to confess to Qin Zhen that Zhu Ziming was actually her fiancé, Xu Jianfan. However, the words stopped at her lips. After a moment's thought, she changed her tune and smiled: "That's right, I can tell fortunes. If you think I'm not accurate, you can test Zhu Ziming thoroughly during the interview."
"Also, my fortune-telling is sometimes accurate and sometimes not. It also depends on the person. Some people I can read, some I can't."
Because some people were in the plotline and some weren't, of course, she couldn't read them. She had to make the supplementary conditions clear, lest Qin Zhen randomly grab someone for her to read, which would expose her.
She spoke earnestly and sincerely. After carefully recalling Zhu Ziming's reaction, Qin Zhen finally compromised and believed her, then asked, "Do Chairman Wen and the others know?"
"They don't know," Wen Shixue said. "Heaven's secrets must not be revealed. You absolutely cannot tell them. I also don't want them dragging me around to tell fortunes everywhere; it will deplete my spiritual energy and shorten my lifespan—being known by too many people will also damage my spiritual energy!"
Seeing her bring up lifespan, Qin Zhen hesitated, "Really?"
Wen Shixue looked serious and nodded vigorously: "Really."
Qin Zhen believed her again and nodded seriously: "Okay, I understand."
She knew what should be said and what shouldn't.
As they walked towards the car, Qin Zhen finally remembered something. Her calm eyes once again looked at Wen Shixue: "Why did you use my surname for your fortune-telling?"
Wen Shixue said frankly, "How can you use your real name for something like this? What if I'm wrong and someone comes to beat me up?"
If the plot deviated, what would she do if she was beaten up as a swindler?
Qin Zhen: "..."
If she ever became a scapegoat, Wen Shixue would definitely not be innocent.
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