Chapter 79

The smell of alcohol was slightly stimulating to the olfactory system, and Feng Yi was still adapting, so from morning until now, whether inside or outside the venue, no matter which dining area he visited, he did not drink any alcohol.

It seemed that his olfactory system was still developing. Once it was fully developed, he wouldn't be afraid of the alcohol's stimulation anymore.

The outfit Feng Yi was wearing was actually not very noticeable inside the venue, as there were many more flamboyant and extravagant outfits that attracted more attention.

There weren't many people dining in the dining areas, but it wasn't exactly empty either. Some were there with their families to watch the show or pass the time, including both adults and children.

Feng Yi would stay in each dining area for about 10 minutes before moving on to the next one. By the time he returned, the people who had been dining there had already left, and new diners had taken their places.

Since he had eaten a lot today, Feng Yi wasn't worried about a lack of energy. He even challenged his olfactory system's ability to distinguish scents.

Every time he dined in a dining area, he tried to remember the scents of the diners at the nearby tables. If he encountered them again in another dining area, Feng Yi would deliberately avoid them.

It wasn't easy to eat freely, as there were technical difficulties.

However, to eat as much as possible, these technical difficulties could be overcome.

Feng Yi was dining in a corner when he suddenly heard shrill screams from several places in the venue, startling him into thinking something had happened. Then he heard people shouting names and cheering.

Looking up, he understood the reason.

On the central stage inside the venue, a recently popular boy group was performing.

Although most people inside the venue were more reserved, there were still some fans who couldn't control their emotions.

Of course, compared to the fiery atmosphere outside the venue, the audience inside was relatively quiet, and the music and drumbeats were heard more clearly.

Feng Yi paused his meal and watched the performance on stage.

After inheriting a fortune, the events he experienced far exceeded his original life plan. One could say that he had completely abandoned his original life and embarked on a new path.

He paid less attention to the entertainment industry, but he had seen the images of this boy group on the packaging of some products he bought, such as a beverage bottle.

This indicated that the boy group still had some fame.

They were young but had high popularity.

When Feng Yi first started university, he almost took this path. A talent agency had recruited trainees and even approached him.

However, at the time, Feng Yi was unsure if he wanted to pursue this path, and he hadn't chosen an arts-related major.

Later, he decided to enter the entertainment industry, but encountered more difficulties and challenges.

Just when he was about to make a name for himself, he was betrayed by a partner.

After that, his life took off in another direction, and he couldn't stop it.

Although his eyes were fixed on the stage, his mind was elsewhere.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he maintained this posture, and to others, it seemed like he was staring at the stage with an envious look.

Someone sat down beside him.

"Are the people on stage very dazzling?"

Feng Yi finally snapped out of it and glanced at the person speaking.

He hadn't seen this person before. He looked to be in his twenties, dressed somewhat meticulously, and didn't seem like a businessman, but had a strong purpose.

Thinking about what the person had said, Feng Yi replied, "Dazzling!"

The person chuckled softly, "You have a chance too."

Feng Yi: ???

The person said, "I saw you staring at them for a long time. If you have the desire, you can give it a try."

The person then took out a business card.

Feng Yi glanced at it.

It was a contact person from an entertainment company. Based on Feng Yi's understanding of the industry, such people were essentially talent scouts, aiming to discover potential new talent.

Feng Yi had encountered such people when he was in university.

The person sized up Feng Yi and asked, "How old are you?"

"24."

"You're a bit old. It's better to become famous early. At your age, it's a bit late, and the advantages are not obvious. But your appearance is very good!"

The person then stared at Feng Yi's face.

"Your face is a bit tanned, from the sun, right? It's a waste of such a good face! But that's not a big problem... Hey? Why do you look familiar? Are you in the industry?"

Feng Yi: "No, I'm not."

The person didn't believe him, "No! I'm sure I've seen your face before!"

Feng Yi said, "I once had a brief connection with the entertainment industry."

The person clapped his hands, "I knew it! So you're not in the industry anymore?"

"Yep."

"Actually, you can still try. A famous person once said, where you fall, you must get back up! Maybe an opportunity will come, and you'll become an overnight sensation. Then, money, fame, and glory will be yours!"

Feng Yi: "...Oh."

After entering the venue, An Zhixiao met a few people with his agent and greeted some colleagues inside. He hadn't had much time to rest since arriving in the morning and was now very hungry. He finally found a dining area to get some food.

When he came over, An Zhixiao saw Feng Yi.

An Zhixiao had planned to greet Feng Yi, as his agent had suggested he stay in touch with Feng Yi.

As he approached, he heard Feng Yi's conversation with the other person and paused, sitting down at the table behind them.

Listening to their conversation, An Zhixiao realized that someone was trying to recruit Feng Yi back into the industry.

His heart tightened.

Gripping his wine glass a bit tighter, he listened carefully to Feng Yi's response.

Feng Yi was saying, "If I hadn't experienced some things, I might have taken the path of the entertainment industry."

The person was curious.

If there was a lesson to be learned, he would tell the new talent at his company to take heed.

"What happened to you?" the person asked.

Feng Yi took a sip of juice to moisten his throat, "My business failed, and I was forced out of the industry."

The person perked up, feeling that this sounded familiar, and asked, "Then what?"

"Then, I became rich."

The person: ???

An Zhixiao: "..."

What the...?

Feng Yi didn't say more and got up to leave.

As he left, he greeted An Zhixiao.

Feng Yi had noticed An Zhixiao when he arrived and had spoken to him to avoid these people worrying about him taking resources in the industry.

After Feng Yi left, the person was still staring with wide eyes, "Is he bluffing? Did he go back to inherit a family business?"

Recognizing An Zhixiao, the person asked, "Do you know him? Who is he? He looks familiar."

An Zhixiao was still shocked by the "became rich" comment. With the agent's reminder earlier, he knew that Feng Yi's "became rich" was likely true.

An Zhixiao didn't have the mood to talk much with someone from another company, so he left the dining area after saying, "Look him up yourself."

An Zhixiao was no longer worried about Feng Yi taking resources in the industry. If someone was already rich, why would they need to take resources? He might even need to ask Feng Yi for help someday.

After leaving the dining area, Feng Yi didn't immediately head to the next one to eat. He had drunk a lot of juice and needed to use the restroom first.

The conversation with the talent scout had a deliberate element; otherwise, the person might have chatted for hours.

Becoming rich... to ordinary people, it was indeed a fortune. But to true tycoons, the amount in Feng Yi's bank account was nothing.

Feng Yi wasn't so arrogant as to be proud of his wealth.

On the contrary, he always felt a sense of urgency!

The evolution process required a lot of money, and food was just a small part. The money in his account wouldn't be enough to cover future needs.

Feng Yi found the restroom and headed there.

Outside the restroom, a person was standing, wearing a floral shirt with a logo of a luxury brand, wearing an earphone, listening to music, and scrolling through his phone, probably waiting for a companion. When he saw Feng Yi, he looked surprised, sized him up from head to toe, even checking his shoes, with a strange look in his eyes.

Feng Yi didn't understand what that look meant until he entered the restroom.

Just as he entered, someone came out, and they faced each other.

The same exact style.

The same exact color.

From the shirt to the jacket to the shoes.

Everything matched.

The only noticeable difference was that the other person was wearing a men's necklace around his neck.

The other person looked at Feng Yi, then glanced at himself in the mirror, and then stared at Feng Yi again, his face turning red.

The restroom was filled with an awkward atmosphere.

Feng Yi: Well, I'm not the one feeling awkward.

People passing by looked at one, then the other, and gave a "Oh~~~" look.