Even if you belong to a demonic sect, you still have to bring glory to the country.

Chapter 12 The Third-Generation Rich Kid Was Actually Himself
When Li Sui came out, she saw Gao Tingzhong stuffing a business card into the weaver's hand.

The weaver doesn't have a cell phone.

Gao Tingzhong sighed and said, "Think it over before you contact me."

Li Sui was dumbfounded and rushed over in a few steps: "Director, is something wrong?"

Holding Gao Tingzhong's business card, the weaver hesitated before asking Li Sui, "He asked me if I would like to act in a play."

After a while, she realized that acting was the same job as the cult leader: to rehearse a ridiculously fake play like the one they had just performed.

"I can't act, I can't act!"

Li Sui dared not let the weaver, who currently had no ID card, run around freely. He could only awkwardly smile and refuse Gao Tingzhong: "I'm sorry, director, she has never been involved in this area before. I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Gao Tingzhong: "You can learn if you haven't tried. Think it through. I don't usually give this opportunity to just anyone."

As soon as Li Sui came out, he rejected Gao Tingzhong, and even Gao Tingzhong, who was usually very good-natured, was a little sullen: "Why don't you ask the person in question for their opinion?"

Just now, the weaver herself said that it's not possible for the time being.

However, the reason why the Weaver Girl refused was that she thought she didn't have an ID card right now, and if she agreed to something carelessly, it would implicate the leader.

Given Gao Tingzhong's status and position, people are always flattered and overwhelmed by his appreciation.

Gao Tingzhong was willing to make such an exception and take the initiative to ask a stranger if she was going to act, which really shows that he was attracted to Zhiniang's face and the unique temperament that others didn't have.

There are so few people with class these days.

Weaver frowned and immediately took Li Sui's hand: "I'll listen to her. If she says no, then no."

Gao Tingzhong: "..."

Li Sui: “…”

Li Sui knew that Gao Tingzhong had probably misunderstood. "Director, it's like this, my sister used to live in a very remote place. She only came to Xia City today to broaden her horizons. She hasn't settled in yet and can't think about these things right now. I'm really sorry. How about this, once we're settled, I'll let her give you an answer herself, okay?"

Li Sui's polite refusal did not improve Gao Tingzhong's expression. He pursed his lips, said nothing, and turned to leave.

For a renowned director to condescend like this, others would think that Li Sui and Zhi Niang were already being incredibly ungrateful.

Yu Liangliang was utterly shocked.

Not only him, but the rest of the crew were dumbfounded.

Some people were jealous, some were envious, and some were shocked.

Looking at the Weaver Girl's face, one knows there's really nothing to say.

Their refusal would indeed seem ungrateful.

Yu Liangliang saw Li Sui and Zhi Niang out, and he also felt a little regretful: "Director Gao has a good reputation. He brought it up in public because he didn't have any other intentions. He just wanted to give Li Zhi a chance, if your sister is willing to develop in the entertainment industry..."

"Are you crazy? I just told you she doesn't have an ID card!"

Yu Liangliang: "..."

He really forgot.

He could only look at Li Sui with pity: "Then you'd better think of a solution soon."

Li Sui hailed a taxi and took Zhi Niang to the mall. Sitting in the car, Zhi Niang leaned on Li Sui's shoulder, her breath sweet as orchids: "He wants me to act, is it like the actors of our time, performing for others?"

"Yes, but the acting industry is different now than it used to be. Actors have a lot of fans who will support them and they can make a lot of money."

Li Sui was just giving a casual explanation.

The weaver suddenly looked up: "More than the three thousand you earned today?"

Li Sui waved his hand: "If it becomes popular, it won't just be three thousand, it'll be ten thousand—wait, how do you know I'll earn three thousand?"

The weaver pursed her lips. "Then I'm going to act."

Li Sui was stunned: "You really want to go?" But, a demoness from a demonic sect going to act?!
Li Sui suddenly thought of the entertainment industry gossip she had read before, such as how some people flattered others and others tripped each other up on set.

With a temper like that of the Weaver Girl, how could anyone in the film crew possibly have a good time?

She was blacklisted within three days.

The Weaver Girl said lazily, "I think that Director Gao is someone of high status. He personally came to find me, so my acting must be pretty good. If I can earn a lot of money, I can support you, Master."

Li Sui suddenly felt a jolt.

She couldn't help but burst into tears: "Weaver, you're so good to me, even better than my mother."

Even her mother wouldn't say something so heartfelt.

But she also had to face reality: "It's not that I won't allow it now, it's that you don't have an identity right now. I have to find a way to give you one before you can consider these things."

Identity, identity.

It seems this is a real problem in this day and age.

The weaver thought sullenly, maybe she should go and threaten someone in charge of household registration...

Weaver Girl didn't dare to voice this dangerous thought. When they arrived at the mall, Li Sui took Weaver Girl out for some food and drinks.

Because she had a weaver by her side, she didn't have time to think about Li Ping for the time being.

When she returned home with Zhiniang that evening, it was already 10 p.m. She let Zhiniang sleep in her own room, while she lay in Liping's room watching TV.

At that moment, she received a call from Li Ping.

As soon as the call connected, Li Ping started cursing: "It's already 10 p.m., and you didn't even call to check on your mother when she arrived in Fucheng. What if I've been kidnapped and sold to a coal mine?"

Li Sui: "Didn't you send me photos as soon as you landed? I worked part-time all afternoon and I'm exhausted. I didn't want to bother you. Have you acknowledged me as your relative?"

“I accept it.” Li Ping said casually, then sighed again: “My mother is right. No matter how big the mistake, we’ve tormented each other enough over the past twenty years. She’s old now, and she wants you and me to stay with her from now on. Your grandmother wants to video call you tomorrow, so you should get to know her first.”

"no!"

Li Sui sat bolt upright in bed. "You're really not kidding me?! You're serious? I really do have a grandma and grandpa?"

"Why would I lie to you? I spent over a thousand yuan on the plane ticket. Do you know what over a thousand yuan means to my daughter and me? That's half a month's living expenses!"

Perhaps feeling that talking over the phone wasn't enough, Li Ping switched to a video call.

In the video, Li Ping changed into a set of pure white silk embroidered pajamas, held up her phone and walked around the huge bedroom. Li Sui saw the ultra-luxurious European style that she had only seen in short videos.

To make Li Sui realize that this was real, Li Ping patted the bed, "See? This used to be the room your mother and I lived in. They've kept it for me all these years, sigh..."

"I do not believe."

Seeing such a magical background, Li Sui still felt like she was dreaming.

"Unless you give me a million dollars!"

Li Ping pursed her lips. "I knew it."

Then she hung up the video call.

A while later, Li Sui's phone vibrated.

A text message caught my eye.

[Your account ending in XXXX... received a transaction of RMB 1000000.00, balance 1001309.12]

Li Sui: “…”

She sat up in shock in her dying moments, something she had never imagined.

The third-generation rich kid turned out to be himself.

(End of this chapter)