Ms. Bigshot Is Pampered by All-Chapter 347 - 346: Match Chi Guihe and Fu Si to Boost Bai Youyou’s Reputation

Chi Gui: ...

How can someone be so shameless?

She walked in casually with a helmet in hand, and sat down next to Fu Si.

Having dealt with Chi Gui for so long, Fu Si had figured out her limits. He said just that line, then hung up the phone.

He turned around, gazing at Chi Gui, his phoenix eyes slightly lifted, his deep voice sounding like it carried a small hook, "Professor Chi, I’ve praised you so much, in the interest of fairness, won’t you praise me too?"

Ming Kun, who was live-streaming with his phone and interacting with fans, walked in: ...

He paused in his steps, then the next second, he swiftly turned around and sprinted to a spot three meters away in the resting area.

But Fu Si’s voice was just too charming and seductive; even when the live-streaming fans heard only a single "won’t you praise me too?" they exploded in excitement!

[Get back there, get back! Just for that voice, I could praise him until the end of time!]

[Host, you’re so unfair! Why did you leave? Was the speaker the super handsome driver from the last round, driving so amazingly? We want a close-up shot!]

[Don’t make it hard for the host, guys. If he doesn’t leave, his dinner tonight will probably be dog food.]

[Hahaha, why is everyone urging him to go back? Doesn’t anyone respect the dignity of our single dog host?]

Ever since the first round of the competition where Chi Gui and Fu Si showed off, Ming Kun’s live-streaming room had exploded, and every day, countless fans were squatting there waiting for the two drivers to show their faces.

How could Ming Kun dare let Chi Gui and Fu Si reveal their faces on the live stream!

But no matter how explicitly he refused, the enthusiasm of the fans did not diminish at all.

Tonight’s race had brought an unprecedented level of popularity to his live-streaming room!

Seeing the teasing comments on the screen, Ming Kun could only smile wryly.

Who would have thought that after all his diligent efforts in operating the live stream, it still couldn’t match the show his sister and Mr. Fu put on.

This powerful ability to attract fans made him envious to the point of falling apart.

Not just the fans in the live-streaming room — many people at the race site also looked over towards Ming Kun.

Just then, a group of people walked up to their resting area.

The middle-aged man leading them was recognized by Ming Kun as Guo Mingwei from the Huaxia Racing Alliance, and by his side was a lively and delicate young girl, her hair pulled back in a high ponytail, wearing a pale blue racing suit, radiating with vibrant youthful aura.

Behind them followed four or five staff members, each with a respectful demeanor.

Ming Kun was taken aback.

Guo Mingwei and the young girl had already walked up to him.

Guo Mingwei made introductions, "This is the captain of Team E, Ming Kun. This is Miss Bai Youyou, who has just returned from international competitions to join our Huaxia Race Team."

Bai Youyou offered her hand with a sweet smile, "Hello!"

Ming Kun’s expression was very calm, "Hello."

Bai Youyou was somewhat surprised that Ming Kun showed no signs of excitement or astonishment, but she didn’t say anything and just smiled.

After the introductions, Guo Mingwei went straight to the point, "Here’s the situation: Miss Bai Youyou is a key player for our country in this competition, so we want to introduce her to all the racing fans in Huaxia before the Oyun Conference... This competition, could you let those two drivers in your team collaborate with Miss Bai Youyou to put on a spectacular show?"

Currently, this event has the highest popularity in the country.

Ming Kun was taken aback.

Although Guo Mingwei had put it nicely, the implication was clear: pair his sister and Fu Si with Bai Youyou to boost her fame.

Ming Kun’s expression cooled slightly, "Sorry, I need to ask for their consent."

Guo Mingwei was taken aback, "Aren’t you the captain?"

Why did he need to ask for his teammates’ consent?

Bai Youyou, unconcerned, smiled lightly, "It’s indeed good to consult their opinions. Could you take me to meet them?"

Ming Kun nodded, then turned and made his way inside.

Guo Mingwei seemed to want to say something else, but Bai Youyou gently persuaded him in a soft voice, "It’s okay. If it doesn’t work out, I could offer to coach them for a day as a bargaining chip."