Chapter 8: Whether it's a donkey or a horse, it needs to be taken out for a walk!

Even though Tang Chong was mentally prepared, he still felt nervous when Bai Su told him there would be a commercial event to attend the next day.

"How can it be so soon?" Tang Chong frowned and said.

"Because this is a cooperation contract signed previously. The other party requires all three members of the Butterfly Group to participate—your absence would constitute a breach of contract on our part," Bai Su explained. "If I could, I wouldn't want to send you out to face your fans so quickly. Making this decision also puts a lot of pressure on me."

"I just joined, and I'm not familiar with the Butterfly Group at all. I don't understand anything. How can I participate in the event?"

Bai Su knew Tang Chong would have this attitude. If he didn't say anything, he wouldn't be the Tang Chong she knew, who would rather die than suffer a loss.

"What do you want to know?" Bai Su asked, looking at Tang Chong with a calm and smiling face.

"I don't know how to be a star," Tang Chong said.

"Stars are also people. They are stars because many people like and pursue them—" Bai Su explained. "You don't need to do anything. Or rather, whatever you do, they will cheer for you."

"---Is it that easy?" Tang Chong didn't believe it.

"You'll know once you experience it," Bai Su said. "Many stars start as newcomers and climb step by step. Because their journey is tough, they understand better what they should say and what they shouldn't, what they can do and what they can't—your rise is like a meteor, from an ordinary person—"

"I'm not an ordinary person," Tang Chong interrupted Bai Su. "I was also famous in prison."

"Alright. Prison Prince. I've heard of you," Bai Su nodded. "From a Prison Prince to a widely recognized superstar, it does sound absurd. You lack a foundation, and your feet are empty, which is why you feel nervous—but this is temporary. Once you attend one event, you'll know how to be a star."

"What if someone asks me a question?"

"Don't answer. Just say your throat is uncomfortable. I'll communicate with the event organizers in advance," Bai Su said.

"Do I not have to say anything at all?"

"Wave. Smile. If you need to speak, Benben will do it for you—Benben, remember, you'll be the spokesperson for the Butterfly Group tomorrow. Don't say anything inappropriate."

Heben rolled her eyes and said, "Aunt Bai, you're so mean. When have I ever said anything inappropriate?"

"Anytime."

"---"

"Echo, you have more experience. Help take care of them. If there's anything to pay attention to, remind Tang Chong quietly," Bai Su turned to Lin Huayin and instructed.

"Understood."

"That means this is settled and can't be changed?" Tang Chong sighed lightly.

There's a saying, isn't there? Whether it's a donkey or a horse, it needs to be taken out for a walk. Tomorrow, I'll be taken out for a walk.

"Yes," Bai Su nodded firmly. "Tang Chong, I believe you can do it. For Tang Xin, you must do it."

"I'll go back to my room to rest," Tang Chong got up from the sofa and said.

"Little Heart—" Ken waved excitedly at Tang Chong. Seeing his angry eyes, he quickly corrected himself, saying in a sweet voice, "Tang Chong, get up at seven tomorrow morning for makeup. Remember to wake up early. I'll wait for you."

"I'll wait for you," Tang Chong said and walked back to his room in large strides.

"Such a MAN," Ken looked at Tang Chong's back with a fascinated expression.

"---"

The three women felt a chill and found excuses to go upstairs.

Ken sat in the living room, acting like a love-struck fan for a while, then suddenly exclaimed, "Oh no, they all went to sleep. What should I do? Is there any place for me to rest?"

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Tang Chong got up at six to exercise, an hour later than yesterday.

But the disruption he caused was the same.

Bang---

Someone threw a pillow from the bed out the window.

Crack---

Someone threw a cup.

Slap---

This was a woman's slipper.

"Who? Who? Do you have any sense of virtue? Can't you let me sleep?" Ken, wearing a zebra-patterned pajama, yelled from the window.

When he saw Tang Chong exercising in the yard, his angry face immediately turned sunny, and he smiled sweetly, saying, "Oh, it's Little Heart—Little Heart, you're up so early to exercise—"

Tang Chong stopped jogging in place, picked up the slipper and pillow, and threw them at the window where Ken was standing.

He wanted to pick up some broken glass, but Ken had already disappeared.

"I've told you many times. Don't call me Little Heart."

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An hour of exercise, a shower, breakfast, another shower, and then a styling session with Ken's help.

By nine o'clock, the three members of the Butterfly Group were all dressed up. Accompanied by Bai Su and Ken, the five of them got into a black Mercedes sedan.

Bai Su, wearing a black business suit, a white collared shirt, and her long hair tied up, looked intelligent and efficient. She held a file folder and was seriously introducing the day's event theme and schedule to the three members of the Butterfly Group.

"Today is the MIFU women's new product launch. The Butterfly Group, being very popular among young fans, aligns well with MIFU's target market of young men and women, so they have invited the Butterfly Group to endorse MIFU's new summer products."

"The event starts at 10:30. The Butterfly Group will sing a song on site. At that time, we'll say that Tang Chong's throat is uncomfortable, and Lin Huayin will sing solo. After the performance, there will be a fan meeting and a 20-minute media interview. After the interview, there will be a celebration cocktail party and lunch, but to avoid Tang Chong being exposed for too long, I will help you decline the cocktail party and lunch."

Bai Su looked at the silent Tang Chong with concern and said, "Tang Chong, remember, no matter what questions others ask, don't speak. You can hide other things, but you can't hide your voice—"

"Don't worry," Tang Chong said. "I won't speak."

Bai Su nodded but still felt uneasy.

This Tang Chong is like a wild horse, impossible for ordinary people to control.

"I wonder what kind of woman can tame him?" Bai Su thought to herself.

The event venue was at the Mingzhu Square in the city center of Mingzhu City. The Butterfly Group's car arrived at Mingzhu Square at 10:10, and the CEO of MIFU Group, Liu Mingwei, was already waiting with a group of company executives.

Seeing Bai Su get out of the car, Liu Mingwei greeted her first.

"Assistant Bai, it's been a long time. You still look as charming as ever," Liu Mingwei shook hands with Bai Su politely.

"CEO Liu, you still look as charming as ever. Your business is growing, and we will rely on your support in the future," Bai Su said courteously.

Liu Mingwei then greeted the three members of the Butterfly Group. He shook hands with Lin Huayin and said, "Miss Huayin, it's a great honor to have you as MIFU's endorsers."

"Thank you," Lin Huayin replied coolly.

Liu Mingwei had long heard that Lin Huayin, who was responsible for the high notes in the Butterfly Group, had a cold personality, so he wasn't bothered by her attitude.

He then went to shake hands with Zhang Heben. Looking at the girl with a sweet smile, his mood instantly improved. Liu Mingwei said with a chuckle, "Miss Heben, it's been a while. You're getting more and more beautiful."

"CEO Liu, you're getting more and more handsome too. I used to think you were a handsome uncle, but now I think you're a handsome big brother," Zhang Heben said with big, innocent eyes. If anyone else said this, it would be considered a polite remark, but when Zhang Heben said it, it sounded more credible.

'Children speak without reserve,' Zhang Heben always gave people the impression of a big child.

Liu Mingwei was even happier and chatted with Zhang Heben for a few more sentences before reluctantly letting go.

He then walked to the last person who got out of the car, Tang Chong. As he approached, Liu Mingwei suddenly stopped, looking at Tang Chong with surprise.

Everyone's hearts suddenly tightened.

Did Liu Mingwei discover that Tang Chong was an impostor? What did Tang Chong do wrong?

Heben, the most inexperienced, was already pale with fear.

Bai Su tried to remain calm, walked to Liu Mingwei, and asked with a smile, "CEO Liu, don't you recognize our Tang Xin?"

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