Poverty makes me capable of anything.

"It's an entertainment company called |Aian Media".

Richie raised an eyebrow: "More detailed information?"

"This company is rather special. Its headquarters are in the occupied Blue Forest region, but its main area of ​​operation is currently in the neighboring Dream Sea region. The major shareholder of this company has never shown his face, but a considerable portion of its shares are held by outsiders. The company's star artist is Cornelia, the woman in the white dress."

"The outsiders control the majority of the shares?"

Richie was startled.

Those strangers who have no fixed abode in the capital and run errands to make a living?

Those strangers who have nothing but a tough life?

Moreover, the fact that the company's headquarters is located in Hailan Forest makes things a bit less pleasant.

I just saw those two people this morning.

Feeling she had found an opportunity to shine, the female scout quickly pointed to Anran and Ella.

“Oh.” Richie stared at her.

"I invited them at the time..." the female talent scout recounted her experience.

“Naglia? It seems that was just her way of making excuses.”

"I think she has already signed with Aian Media. She came here this time to promote herself by using Cornelia's name."

“Hmm.” Richie nodded. “Since they’re from an entertainment company, that makes things easier.”

Those around him nodded in agreement.

They understand what that means.

How can you do it if you don't understand?

"I will talk to them."

Richie gave the speaker an approving look.

Just then, he turned around to look at the ceremony and made eye contact with An Ran.

Richie smiled.

He felt that having too few attendants today did not reflect the nobility of his status.

Oh.

Richie was in a good mood.

But when I turned around, I saw someone I didn't like, and my good mood instantly vanished.

About ten meters to his right was someone he really didn't want to see—Visa.

This is a tragic story involving someone else's child.

Because the two are similar in age, both 28 this year, and both the second child in their families, Richie has been constantly listening to his mother nagging him since he was about four years old and started to understand things a little.

“Look at Vesa from the Boyle family, he’s already learning all sorts of preparatory knowledge at such a young age, while you’re still dragging your maid around every day.”

"Look at you! Everyone else got a perfect score, how come you couldn't even get a passing grade!"

"Ugh, you're really infuriating! Vesa got into the Imperial Military Academy at such a young age, and you don't even have the ability to get into a proper university!"

"A gentleman, a talented young man, gentle and refined like jade—and look at you! What do people outside say about you? A good-for-nothing, a drunkard, a lecherous glutton! You're driving me crazy!"

I……

Richie felt his face was a bit dark because he was so angry!

He was reminded of a poem at that moment—

How much sorrow can one have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward!

And he really wanted to retort: ​​"Damn it! Would it kill you to shut up a bit? You're having fun talking about me, but why don't you compare yourself to the Boyle family? They're founding heroes of the empire, first-class nobles, the elite of the elite. What is our family compared to them?"

When Richie heard that Vesa had been demoted to Nagorno-Karabakh, he got so excited that he organized a party of a certain color.

Have fun, everyone!

Unexpectedly, he returned after only a few months in Nagorya, and now he has not only been reinstated but has also begun to take charge of more important matters.

Sad.

How can there be such a huge difference between people?

—Even though you're not as handsome as him, you're even less popular with women! This is beneficial for practicing magic!

"Why don't you just die?" Richie thought maliciously.

He then discovered that Visa had no attendants with him.

He alone occupied the land of ten people.

That area of ​​seats was empty; no one dared to go there.

I've heard that Visa enjoys classical music concerts, but what's the meaning of him coming here?

A pop music extravaganza and a classical music concert don't really go together.

And he came alone.

Visa's appearance diverted Richie's attention.

He no longer felt the burning desire for Anran and Cornelia.

He cared so much about Visa that he lost interest in the ceremony and the female singers trying to get close to him.

"Get lost, don't touch me!"

"Ugh... *sobs*"

“Go and find out when Visa arrived,” Richie said, grabbing one of the people next to him.

"Second Young Master, I...I..."

A soft voice rang out.

what.

They arrested the wrong person.

Richie discovers he has captured a female singer.

He released his grip and said to the entertainment company owner, "Go ahead."

"Yes, yes, I'll go, I'll go!"

Richie stared, staring "affectionately" at Visa.

Even the seemingly calm Visa had already noticed Richie's gaze.

They were all from aristocratic circles. Although he didn't care much about Richie, it was hard to ignore his captivating gaze.

MMP.

What are you looking at?!

You're interrupting my viewing of the awards ceremony!

Fortunately, this discomfort did not last long.

A male player suddenly walked over from the sidewalk and whispered a few words in Vesa's ear.

He's a stranger!

Richie's eyes lit up. What was Vesa up to?

"Stop that person!"

He always felt he could get some information out of him.

I find it more interesting to dig a pit for Visa than to find women.

Richie stood up hurriedly: "I'll be right back."

A few minutes later, in an alley behind the venue, a group of people blocked a player who was about to head to the third floor.

"Nice to meet you," Richie said with a smile.

"Is there something you need?" Past Events Frowned.

Don't stop me from going to the theater!

“I’d like to ask you something,” Richie said, taking out a miniature magnetic card and inadvertently issuing a mission.

Have a mission?

That's alright.

"Go ahead and ask, I have something urgent to attend to." Wangshiruyan immediately accepted the task: "Go ahead and ask, I have something urgent to attend to."

Very well, strangers in this land really only care about their own interests.

"What did you just say to Visa? Why did Visa go to the pop music awards ceremony? What is he doing behind the scenes?"

"..."

"Past Events Like Smoke" was taken aback; the question was actually about Visa.

This task doesn't offer much experience reward, but it does come with a 100 million Piru reward.

It's just a matter of answering a few questions, yet the rewards are incredibly generous.

only……

"Sorry, I won't tell you these questions." Without another word, Past Events Like Smoke chose to abandon the mission.

what?

Richie's expression changed.

"There's a million in there..."

"I wouldn't tell you even if you added another zero to the end; it has nothing to do with money."

Yes, this has to do with Visa's identity.

If I don't cling to an NPC with a "heavenly aura," whose leg should I cling to?