Strike Back, Proud Goddess!

Translator: Henyee Editor: Henyee

Tang Xi smiled and raised her eyebrows. "Really? I'm so honored. It seems that I should watch more business plays." She then smiled at Xiao Yan naughtily and asked, "Yan, do you think a person like me can start a business?"

Xiao Yan looked at Tang Xi, then continued to look ahead and drive the car, asking her in surprise, "Do you want to go into business?"

Tang Xi smiled. "I wanna start a business and launch a career. Although I'm only a freshman in high school, I'm actually not that young, so I think I should consider my future."

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then smiled. He pulled over the car beside the road, looked at the school gate from which streams of students flowed out and then at Tang Xi, asking. "Can you tell me which field you are interested in?"

Tang Xi smiled. "I'm not sure right now. I'm just wondering whether I should do it or not. You just said I was talented, so I'd like to ask you, do you think it's okay for me to start a business."

"Sure, you can." Xiao Yan looked at Tang Xi and his eyes were tender. "Once you figure out which field you are interested, just tell me. I'll help you."

Tang Xi nodded, took her school bag and said to Xiao Yan, "Thank you, Yan. I'm going to class."

Xiao Yan watched Tang Xi walk into the school and then called his assistant. "Find out the companies close to Hongkun Group and exclude them from the list of our business partners."

On the other side, his assistant was surprised to hear this. "Then we'll have to pay the liquidated damage by tens of million Yuan."

"Okay, calculate the specific amount and put the report in my office. I'll make the final decision when I come back." Xiao Yan hung up the phone, started the car and then made another call. The other side picked up the phone and Xiao Yan said, "Arrange something for me. I want to see Tao Yan."

On this side, Tang Xi entered the school gate, stood still for two minutes and then secretly looked back. When she saw that Xiao Yan's car had left, she walked out of the school to see that the had sneak showed up again. Tang Xi looked at Little Six who was in a weird hip-hop outfit, and the corner of her eyes twitched. She stepped back and kept away from Little Six. "Little Six, are you going to take part in "The Rap of China"?"

Little Six chuckled. "Young Master asked me to wear different clothes from usual, so I'm dressed like this. Do you watch 'The Rap of China' too, Miss Tang?"

The corner of Tang Xi's eyes twitched. She narrowed her eyes and asked in a low voice, "What did you call me just now?"

Little Six froze and exclaimed in his heart. God, why did he call her Miss Tang?! He had told himself at least a million times to call her Miss Xiao, but since last night, she had been Miss Tang in his heart…

"Xiao… well, Miss Tang, I didn't want to know your real identity at all! But Young Master and Mr. Xiao kept calling you Xixi when they were quarreling. I couldn't cover my ears!" Little Six took off his hat and mask and showed her his dark circles. Tang Xi was startled and stared at his big dark circles. "What's wrong with you?! Did someone abuse you?"

A person wouldn't have such big dark circles even if he didn't sleep the whole night!

Little Six sighed and said aggrievedly, "I happened to come to know such a big secret. Do you know how scared I am, Miss Xiao? I dare not even sleep anymore."

The corner of Tang Xi's eyes twitched. "Why?"

"I fear I might spill the beans in my dreams, and then Young Master will cut me into pieces!"

Tang Xi rolled her eyes, and turned to walk into the school. As she walked, she waved at Little Six, signaling him to leave. "Don't stay here anymore. You look like a weirdo. If you want to finish the task your young master gave to you, please change your clothes before you come here again ."

Little Six looked down at his clothes and couldn't feel more satisfied. He pursed his lips. "In fact, I think this outfit suits me well." He looked up only to find Tang Xi had left. He helplessly scratched his head and went to change his clothes.

As soon as Tang Xi walked into the school, Chen Ziyan ran up to her. Seeing she was going to throw herself into her arms, Tang Xi quickly measured the consequence of her action, and hurriedly dodged her before she reached her. Chen Ziyan was caught off guard and almost tumbled to the ground. Tang Xi hurriedly held Chen Ziyan's hand, helped her stabilize her body and said, "Although you're not heavy, I'll still be seriously wounded being bumped by you, so don't play this dangerous game again, alright?"

Chen Ziyan scratched her head and smiled awkwardly. She nodded, and took Tang Xi's arm excitedly. "Rourou, do you know Lu Xiaojing's mother has dealt with the school-quitting procedure for Lu Xiaojing? And she looked really gaunt. They just got what they deserved!"

Tang Xi looked at Chen Ziyan and thought that if this girl knew Qiao Liang shot at Lu Xiaojing last night, she might have jumped around in excitement!

Seeing Tang Xi not interested in this news, Chen Ziyan tugged on her arm and said, "By the way, we're going to have a long holiday from tomorrow. Mr. He has prepared some piano music for you, but some students said they were too simple. They chose some other piano music and will ask you to draw lots and play the one you draw…" Chen Ziyan said and looked at Tang Xi in worry. "Rourou, do you think that there's no problem with this? Playing whichever piano music that's drawn by the method of lots… I think it'll be a bit difficult…"

Chen Ziyan started school late because her parents loved her too much, so she was already eighteen, although she was still a grade-one student in high school. She was one of the oldest students in the class, so she called Tang Xi, Rourou instead of Elder Sister.

Tang Xi didn't mind at all. It was no big deal to her. She walked towards the classroom. "I don't care. Does it make any difference? Any piano music will do."

"Of course it's different!" Chen Ziyan widened her eyes and stared at Tang Xi. "The level of difficulty is different per piano music! They must be jealous of you. They want to see you lose face in the performance, so they insisted that you should draw lots."