?Mobile reading In the morning, Qin, the young nobleman, arrived at the hotel carrying three boxes of warm, heartwarming breakfasts. The hotel, aiming to maximize its profits, offered breakfasts of mediocre quality and limited variety. Qin brought with him classic Western dishes—fresh milk, egg tarts, and cheese bread—as well as several traditional Chinese favorites: soy milk, meat sandwich, and steamed buns. Shu, the police officer, casually draped a thin blanket over herself and sat on the bed, eating with great gusto, one hand holding a meat sandwich and the other using chopsticks to pick up steamed buns. Last night’s intense battle had drained her of energy, and she now urgently needed nourishment. As for Zhou Muxi, the younger one, wrapped in a towel, sat gracefully sipping fresh milk. After swallowing her steamed buns, Shu looked up at him and said, “As the saying goes, ‘When someone shows interest without a reason, they’re either being sincere or out to deceive.’ So, what’s your next move?” "Qin, with a chuckle, turned to him and said, 'Here's the plan: Huihui intends for Si Si to start filming commercials right away—not just product ads, but a full series of commercials, with a name already settled! "Transformation"—how about that?" Shu Yajing didn't quite grasp the meaning, but as a future actress, Zhou Muxi immediately understood and asked, "Husband, isn't this the kind of commercial that follows the journey—from the very first use, to initial results, and finally to significant outcomes?" "Exactly," he nodded. Zhou Xiao Niu jumped right off her chair, arms around his neck, legs wrapping around his waist, and excitedly exclaimed, "That's wonderful! I've been so busy lately that I've almost been idle—filming commercials is just perfect!" Qin, inwardly sighed, how could she still claim to be busy when she's practically draining me dry? One must be kind. "By the way, Husband, who are you planning to hire as the director?" The little girl was most concerned about this issue—right now she was a first-year student with neither much popularity nor much recognition. If she could collaborate with a renowned director, she might just gain fame through a single advertisement. Qin Da-shao paused for a few seconds and asked in a questioning tone, "What about Zhang, the veteran strategist?" "Zhang, the veteran strategist? Of course, absolutely excellent—just excellent!" The young woman gave him a passionate kiss on the face. Suddenly, Qin Feng changed his mind and said, "I think Zhang isn't quite right. Though she's definitely launched a number of female stars, she maintains rather ambiguous relationships with many actresses. I wouldn't feel confident handing you over to her. How about Feng, the steel-armed director? He has a more reassuring appearance." "Feng, the steel-armed director? That works too—he's been the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala for several years now. Having shifted from his previous stage-focused, laudatory style, he's earned widespread acclaim among national audiences," the young woman also expressed strong satisfaction with Director Feng. Then Qin Dashi turned the conversation again: "But that person has a bad reputation—he's always talking at length, often creating enemies along the way. Moreover, he's only well-known domestically. Who knows him abroad? Why not reach out to Li Da'an, who just won the Best Director Award at the Oscars? He's a truly renowned director, known both at home and abroad!" "Great! Wonderful!" The young woman was delighted, nearly beaming. Shu Jinghua, observing from the side, hummed, "Sister, he's been misleading you. How could you believe that a mere product advertisement would warrant such a prominent director? That would cost a fortune. Even if the man you're with is willing to invest, would Li Da'an agree to do an ad? Is it realistic for such a celebrated director to take on an ad project?" As the saying goes, an outside observer often sees clearly. As a direct participant, Zhou Xiaoniu hadn't thought of these points. After hearing her sister's remarks, she suddenly snapped awake, her eyes wide open: "Brother-in-law's husband, are you deliberately playing me for a fool?" "Heh, who could have guessed you'd be so easily deceived "Qin Feng smiled warmly and said, 'Don't worry—though not a well-known director, they're definitely a professional advertising production team!' 'Then you have to promise me you'll make me look absolutely beautiful,' Zhou Xiaoniu said, pouting. 'You're the lead, so of course you'll look your most beautiful,' Qin Feng said, cradling her bottom with both hands. 'After a good meal and a satisfying drink, we'll head to Qin Group Headquarters and try out Hou Bo's products!' 'Yes, yes,' Xiaoniu thought with delight—she was already excited about how her bust would soon grow. After the ad shoot, when she returned to school, she'd see who'd dare to mock her as the Lady Peace of the Tang Dynasty. 'What about me?' Shu Jinghua asked, 'Shall I join you and get a firsthand look?' 'I'm sure He's already calling you.' "He smiled and said, 'Last night, Sha Sha noticed signs of activity at Shengmen. Director He definitely won't miss this chance to make an impact. With only you, me, and Manman available, you're surely going to be the first one asked to step up and take on the challenge!' Just as he finished speaking, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw—it was indeed Director He calling. She sighed and placed the phone to her ear, 'Hello, Director. What's the instruction? Got it. I'll be there shortly!' 'You were right,' she said with a look of resignation. 'She asked me to report to the office promptly and be ready to launch another campaign against Shengmen.' The young officer shook her head, 'I was actually planning to check out how the advertisement was filmed—now I'll have to settle for watching from the sidelines!' Zhou Xiaoniu encouraged her sister, 'There will be plenty of opportunities ahead. As long as you're not too busy, we'll always welcome your visits!' After breakfast, the three of them split into two groups and headed off to different destinations." At the Qin Family Building, Zhou Muzi held onto Qin Feng's arm as they both stepped out of the parking garage and headed toward the lobby. It was no surprise to the staff, as in their minds, Qin Director's side was always adorned with beautiful women—quite the contrary, it was unusual when no women accompanied him. Along the way, employees greeted them with respectful bows and nods, and Qin, the young heir, smiled warmly, nodding politely to each one. "Uncle, why do you keep looking back?" asked the young woman, noticing that he had turned around several times already. "Don't you think there might be some beautiful women behind us? Even if there are, you're not allowing yourself to look—only at me!" "Of course not," Qin Feng replied firmly. "I feel like there's a pair of eyes following us. I've noticed this sensation since we got out of the car, and it's only growing stronger now." The young woman glanced back. "There's nobody there, Uncle. I think your sense of observation might be off!" "Heh, I hope it's exactly as you said." He also turned around to look back, and aside from the employees he had just seen, there was no one else. On the floor above, one kilometer away, Han Yuxuan stood by the window, holding a telescope, capturing every detail of Qin Feng's glance back. "At this distance, won't they have noticed?" Han Yuxuan murmured to himself. "It should be impossible—Qin Feng shows absolutely no aura of spiritual energy around him. He's just an ordinary person. What's strange is that Zhou Muxi has already moved beyond her maidenhood. Not only has she retained her ability to serve as a furnace vessel, but she's actually surpassed her previous state. That's truly unusual!"