C552 – Young Master Zhou Is on Stage
”Little Qing, what kind of poison is in this?” Su Ming turned to ask, feigning ignorance. He couldn’t very well admit that he had spotted it with the naked eye—that would be too astonishing. Tasting it and figuring it out would be believable, but just seeing it would be nothing short of miraculous.
Some people have noses that can easily detect thousands of chemical compounds, and palates that can discern the vintage and alcohol concentration of a wine. This is because the body’s neural responses provide analysis far more reliable than what the eye can see.
”If I’m not mistaken, it’s a laxative,” Little Qing explained.
“The dose is substantial. It won’t be lethal after ingestion, but it will lead to severe diarrhea over the next two days, causing serious dehydration. A full recovery would take at least a week.”
Ann Chuxia was taken aback. Her concert was just around the corner. If she were truly poisoned, she wouldn’t recover for a week, and the concert would have to be postponed.
The real issue was the venue for her concert—the stadium. The stadium’s schedule was packed, with various events and concerts lined up every day. Given that Eastsea is a major city with a high standard of living and residents with disposable income, attending football matches or concerts was commonplace.
If her concert were postponed, securing another date at the venue would be challenging. Yet, she had to perform in Eastsea, or she’d face hefty fines for contract breaches.
Such a scenario could harm both her and the company’s interests, potentially leading to her being sidelined by the company. No matter how talented or famous you are, being shelved means you’re essentially worthless.
Who could be so malicious?
“Do you remember what I mentioned to you yesterday?” Su Ming prompted, noticing Ann Chuxia’s troubled look.
“About the people close to me?” Although Ann Chuxia was reluctant to believe it, she had to face the possibility now.
“How many people accompanied you to Eastsea this time?” Su Ming inquired, setting down his chopsticks.
”Three in total. One is my agent, Liu Dashan, who the company assigned to me. He’s an experienced agent who has worked with three other artists before me,” she replied.
“The other two are my assistants, also arranged by the company. They usually help me with tasks like changing clothes or fetching water.”
Ann Chuxia pondered the situation carefully.
She was known for being down-to-earth and led a modest life, avoiding any unnecessary extravagance. The three individuals in question had been imposed upon her by her company.
Had it been up to her, Ann Chuxia would have preferred to operate solo.
“But they’ve been with me for so long. It couldn’t be them, could it?” Ann Chuxia found the idea hard to believe.
Hearing that name, Ann Chuxia’s expression fell, tinged with a hint of revulsion. “Why has he come back?”
“Well...”
Liu Dashan was at a loss. “Miss Ann, you know as well as I do that Zhou Guozhi is the chairman’s son. Isn’t it expected for him to know where you are?”
She sighed deeply.
Zhou Guozhi, the pampered only son of the chairman, was tied to the management company Ann Chuxia had signed with. Since her contract began, Zhou Guozhi had been a constant bother.
Out of respect for the chairman, Ann Chuxia had kept her cool, not wanting to clash with the boss’s son.
She had hoped that her concert tour would give her a break from him, but to her dismay, he had tracked her down.
So irritating!
“Should we see him or not?”
Liu Dashan was in a bind.
Having worked with Ann Chuxia for a long time, he knew her to be a sincere and kind-hearted young woman. Despite her beauty, Liu Dashan harbored no ill intentions, treating her more like a daughter.
He was well aware that Zhou Guozhi was bad news.
But as the chairman’s son, his status alone was intimidating. What could you say against that?
You couldn’t say anything.
”Let him in,” Ann Chuxia finally relented, biting her lip. She couldn’t just refuse.
While the company wouldn’t trouble her too soon, as she was a valuable asset, it would complicate things for Liu Dashan. The company could pressure him, potentially finding reasons to cut his pay. And Liu Dashan had his own family to support.
”Alright then,” Liu Dashan said with a resigned shake of his head as he turned and made his way to the door.
”I’m so irritated, so irritated!” Ann Chuxia muttered under her breath, clenching her teeth. She grabbed the bottle of water from the table and downed it in one swift motion. It was her own bottle—she always made sure to bring clean mineral water with her.
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