Chapter 42: Star Making

(Author's Note: I personally felt that spending two thousand words introducing a bunch of lackeys in the original Chapter 41, "Tianlang," was a waste of everyone's data, so I deleted it outright. The subsequent Chapter 42, "The Meeting," has been bumped up to take its place. Any Celestial Reading Emperors who feel the plot doesn't quite connect might want to go back and skim Chapter 41.)

Fang Chen nodded and sat down as instructed. The lounge area was furnished with an expensive-looking set of leather sofas in a one-plus-one-plus-four configuration. He chose one of the single-seaters.

The sofa was spacious enough that the female receptionist took the opportunity to sit beside him. She picked up a piece of watermelon from the fruit platter and fed it to him.

"A hostess? How interesting," Fang Chen thought. Seeming quite accustomed to this, he opened his mouth, took the watermelon, and swallowed it.