The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise Chapter 449 - Fu Zhi Is Really Pure Feather – 2

Chapter 449: Fu Zhi Is Really Pure Feather – 2

Different people had different handwriting. Generally speaking, unless he or she was a professional imitator, it was difficult to perfectly impersonate somebody’s handwriting.

However, there was basically no difference between the handwriting of Fu Zhi and Pure Feather.

Everyone in the hall fell silent.

Mu Chenxi and Xu Tongtong could not believe what they had just seen.

‘Could it be that Fu Zhi knew our plan the whole time, so she went to learn Pure Feather’s handwriting? Yes, that must be it!’

The more Mu Chenxi thought about it, the more she refused to believe that Fu Zhi was much better than them even though they were at the same age.

She looked down on Fu Zhi from the bottom of her heart, and she felt everything about Fu Zhi was fake, so she was certain that Fu Zhi would be the one to get slapped in the face in the end.

On the other hand, Ouyang Ya’s heart sank to the bottom of her pit.

Mu Chenxi was too useless, and she should never have cooperated with her.

Mu Chenxi told her that Fu Zhi scored a zero for her language paper and she was terrible at English. However, the reality was that she was capable of speaking fluent English, and her knowledge of history was far better than most people.

This proved that Fu Zhi was a well-educated individual.

Then, Ouyang Ya thought about the two books that Pure Feather wrote, “Red Sun” and “Phantom Light”. One of them was a war novel while another was science fiction. Most of the older generation writers would not attempt science fiction, and only newer writers were bold enough to try it.

In the past, Ouyang Ya would never relate Fu Zhi to the literary world, but now, things had changed.

Song Fang, who was sitting in the last row, put down his arm when he saw n.o.body spoke. Then, he rushed up to the stage and said, “She has finished autographing these books, so what are you still waiting for? Hurry up and ask your staff to take them away!”

Mu Changqing was so startled that he could not come around to his senses yet.

As for Mu Chenxi, she took a book over, flipped it over and over again before saying, “Fu Zhi, I can’t believe that you would go to the extent of learning how Master Pure Feather would sign her name. Don’t you think it is…”

“Didn’t you believe that I’m Pure Feather?” Fu Zhi cut in as he glanced at Mu Chenxi, “Why don’t you believe it now? Are you having a psychotic break?”

Mu Chenxi did not believe that she was Pure Feather at all, and she was certain that n.o.body in this hall believed in Fu Zhi’s c.r.a.p as well.

However, she did not know if it was a coincidence, her maid did not buy the suona but borrowed it from the coffin shop. After all, it would bring bad luck to one family if they bought from a coffin shop when they were not holding a funeral.

As such, the staff of the coffin shop followed the maid to the banquet hall as well. He was still immersed in the wonderful performance brought by Fu Zhi, and he only came back to reality when he heard the word “psychotic break”.

His eyes lit up and he immediately handed a business card to Mu Chenxi, “You don’t have to go see a doctor anymore, since no doctors would be able to help you in your current condition, so why don’t you use your money in a better way instead? The coffins in our shop are of the best quality. As long as you give us enough money, we can even put some emeralds on your coffin. Oh yeah, we also have a 20% discount on every Tomb-Sweeping Day, so make sure you pick a good day to die, miss.”

Mu Chenxi was so stunned that she did not know what to say at all.

Song Fang gave the staff from the coffin shop a thumbs up inwardly.

Then, the staff was taken away by the staff in the hall. Perhaps he had not sold many coffins lately, so he kept pressing the people in the hall to accept his business card and call him if something came up.

After the staff was taken away, silence finally returned to the banquet hall.

Mu Changqing did not care about who was going to die or who needed a coffin at all. He was a businessman and the only thing he cared about was his business. He knew how important the cooperation between Pure Feather and the Mu Corporation was.

Therefore, when he saw that the autograph in the book “Red Sun” in his daughter’s hand was no different from Pure Feather’s autograph, he did not know what he should feel or react to.

Try to imagine this. One day, your enemy or the person you hated the most suddenly had become your boss or your superior. One second earlier, you were still imagining that he or she was kneeling in front of you, calling you “Your Majesty” or asking for mercy, but in the next second, the situation suddenly changed and you’re the one who had to ask for mercy. It went without saying that n.o.body would be able to take the sudden change.

Shen Changqing did not know how to explain his feelings right now. Of course, he was still hoping that Fu Zhi had no relationship to Pure Feather, but considering the current circ.u.mstances, it was impossible.

Therefore, he took a deep breath to suppress the frustration in his heart, glared at his daughter, and turned to Fu Zhi with an ingratiating smile plastering across his face, “Ms. Fu indeed is the c.o.c.k of the walk. It’s amazing you’re so young, yet you can write about all the vicissitudes of the world and have achievements that others can’t achieve in their lifetime. You indeed have set the bar high.”

“Set the bar high?” Fu Zhi asked, “Well, what we writers can do is limited, unlike the Mu Family. The Mu Corporation is a big company and you can even donate to the poor children in mountainous areas.”

All businessmen were the same. They like to flatter each other, and n.o.body did not like to hear good words.

Shen Changqing had told Director Liu about the thing he was going to do to Fu Zhi, so he thought Fu Zhi had come to bargain. As such, he stroked his chin and said, “Well, of course. The core value of the Mu Family is to give back to society. Donation is just a small matter, and who doesn’t want to help those poor students in the mountainous areas? Ms. Fu, you don’t have much money, so it’s only normal that there’s a limit to what you can do.”

“It’s true. I’m poor, so I only donated 80 million yuan last month. Anyway, since the Mu Family’s core value is to give back to society, and Ms. Mu said that you are going to make a donation this time, I wonder how much you have prepared. Can you tell us?”

Mu Changqing was stunned.

‘Eight what? Eighty million yuan?’

His expression froze.

‘Who the h.e.l.l would donate 80 million yuan, huh? Is she out of her mind?!’

“Ms. Fu, I know you want to liven up the atmosphere, but please don’t make such a joke in front of everyone…”

Fu Zhi then showed the proof of her donation through her phone and said, “Here’s the proof. I’m afraid that other organizations might put the money into their own pocket, so I donated to the charity organization of the Fu Corporation. Eighty million yuan is not a lot, so I don’t understand why President Mu would say I’m joking. After all, considering our status and our ident.i.ty, this is the least we can donate. Otherwise, if we really care about our money so much, we should just stop saying that we’re kind and we like to help the poor. Do you agree with me, President Mu?”

Mu Changqing became speechless.

He did not know why the topic suddenly changed from Pure Feather to donation.

By the way, why were they even talking about donations?

Oh, it was because of his daughter. She wanted to make Fu Zhi the laughing stock, so she said the Mu Family was going to donate to the poor students in the mountains.

Mu Changqing felt that he should really punish his daughter later when they got home. However, that could wait until later. Right now, he should think of a way to get himself out of the predicament. After all, there were so many people looking at him now, and the situation was not in his favor.

After a short bout of rumination, he said, “Of course, the Mu Corporation is going to donate a few hundred million…”

After all, n.o.body would know if he got donated or not in the end.

“That’s great to hear,” Fu Zhi nodded, “But there are a lot of haters on the internet nowadays, and I’m worried that they won’t believe in you, so I have arranged a CCTV reporter for you in advance. They will follow you the whole way and record the whole donation process.”