Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 777 - 496: Blood Brother_3

Deputy Director Li’s resting room was quiet after Feng Chi entered, shutting the door behind him. Although it wasn’t entirely soundproof, if one kept a distance outside and the voices inside weren’t loud, indeed nothing could be heard.

Inside the room.

After expressing concern and encouragement towards Feng Chi, Deputy Director Li hinted that he could invite his brother, Feng Yi, to the next episode, and also, the show could reserve a sponsorship slot for Ancestral Factory.

Ever since the frostbite ointment appeared on the show, sales had exploded, and the advertising effect was incredibly strong. A collaboration was feasible!

The program now wasn’t short of sponsors; many people with money in hand were turned away at the door. The competition for sponsorship had already become very fierce. Now, Director Li was demonstrating genuine sincerity.

If Ancestral Factory could produce another batch of medicines, even better, new products, it would maximize the show’s impact, and it would be mutually beneficial.

Deputy Director Li was making his intentions clear.

So and so, thus and thus.

Although this approach was somewhat opportunistic, these were times when it mattered who could seize the initiative!

Feng Chi was not pleased after hearing this.

That’s too much!

Feng Yi had already stated he didn’t want to participate in variety shows, so why bring it up again now?

And moreover...

"Director Li, you’re thinking too much. My brother is just an ordinary small shareholder in Ancestral Factory. He only gets dividends and has no say in the company’s affairs! He can’t manage Ancestral Factory’s business!"

Thinking about another batch of medicines, about results—what a pipe dream!

Don’t make unreasonable demands on people!

Deputy Director Li: "Is there any possibility that your brother could manage it?"

The people outside who didn’t hear the conversation were pondering whether to take a risk and get closer or to curb their curiosity and leave,

when suddenly a shout came from the resting room—

"What?!!"

They had been ready to walk away, but upon hearing the noise inside, they pivoted and found a less conspicuous corner to crouch in.

Inside the room.

Feng Chi’s eyes were wide open, but his gaze was unfocused, his pupils still in shock.

A moment ago, Deputy Director Li had told him something.

It was said that Deputy Director Li had graduated from a broadcasting department, spoke with clear enunciation and a full voice—there was no mistaking his words.

But when those words came together, Feng Chi felt as if they were processed by a sound engineer into something ethereal and hard to comprehend.

Feng Chi was full of confusion.

Wanting to speak but stopping, stopping but wanting to speak—it just couldn’t come out.

After a while, he stuttered:

"You were... joking with me just now, right?"

"It seems you really didn’t know," Deputy Director Li thought to himself, noting Feng Yi had kept it quite a secret from him.

"This... this this this..."

Feng Chi felt a bit dizzy. It was like feeling lightheaded from being hit by a flying discus.

"Excuse me for a moment, I need to wash my face."

His thoughts were chaotic, yet also seemed utterly blank.

Feng Chi left the resting room in a daze, walked into the bathroom, pushed open a stall door, and stood in front of the toilet for a good while until the sound of flushing water from the next stall snapped him back to reality.

Oh right, I came to wash my face.

He turned around to the sink and splashed his face with cold water.

This must be a dream, right?

Being a shareholder and having money are one thing, being the head of Ancestral Factory is another!

What stature does Ancestral Factory have on the world stage?

The person who controls such a behemoth, what level would that be?

But Director Li didn’t seem to be joking. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Should I really ask Feng Yi?

Feng Chi suddenly felt apprehensive.

And a bit uncertain too.

He returned to his belongings, heavy-hearted, and unlocked his phone.

He saw a message from Feng Yi.

His courage returned!

My brother does care about me!

Feng Chi trembled with excitement, his fingers quivering as he scrolled on his phone.

He felt unusually timid, not daring to call immediately. What if the big boss was busy right now?

At this moment, Feng Chi also recalled some past details.

No wonder it was so easy for my mom to buy raw materials from Ancestral Factory back then!

At a critical moment for my mom’s self-developed brand, when so many wealthy people couldn’t get their hands on it, my mom did!

It wasn’t just luck, but someone had opened the door of convenience for her!!

So early on, he had been helping out silently!

Feng Chi was overwhelmed with emotion.

Even though my brother never revealed his identity to me, but...

I—know—my—brother—loves—me!!!

With that thought, Feng Chi finally tapped the call button.

He took a deep breath and cleared his throat.

The call was quickly answered on the other side.

Feng Yi: "Hello, A’chi?"

Feng Chi: "Brother—my dear brother!!"

He wished he could slide on his knees to Feng Yi and hug his legs tight:

"I’ll come back and do the dragon dance for you this instant!"

Feng Yi: "..."

Feng Yi ended the call.