Chapter 60: Jiang Jiusheng Gives Shi Jin Fan Service

‘Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Jiang Jiusheng was rather vexed. “What about interactions?” she asked. “Wouldn’t frequent interaction deepen the relationship?”

Mo Bing denied it right away. “You would lose the sense of mystery, and that would be the end.”

Jiang Jiusheng said nothing. It sounded logical. Jiang Jiusheng discarded her intention to call Shi Jin and changed her opinion.

“Then, should I give him a present?” she asked. “Perhaps engineer a surprise or something like that?”

She had seen other celebrities do that—Su Qing was one example, and she maintained relationships with her fans very well.

Mo Bing agreed with the idea. “You can provide fan service, but it won’t be suitable if it happens too often.”

“Once a day?” Jiang Jiusheng asked right away.

What kind of fan needs to receive fan service every day? Mo Bing nearly choked. Since when has Jiang Jiang Jiusheng ever cared about fan management?

This had her at a loss, and she quickly corrected her, intervening in the idea that had sprouted in Jiang Jiusheng’s head. “Once a month.”

“Oh.”

Jiang Jiusheng seemed disappointed. Mo Bing thought this was strange.

“Shengsheng,” she said, “you’re behaving strangely.”

Why do you suddenly want to organize a surprise for your fans all of a sudden?

Jiang Jiusheng could offer no rebuttal. Indeed, she had never felt this way before—the sensation was like having a soft needle pricking her heart. She felt numb and ticklish at the same time. It was so foreign that she felt rather helpless. It seemed that the internet was right: Emotions were unpredictable and stealthy, and the realization that your heart no longer belonged to you always came abruptly, yet somehow delayed.

She had never felt like this about anyone. It was unfamiliar terrain.

Even after this train of thought, she couldn’t rationalize these things. Thus, she casually found an excuse to deceive Mo Bing.

“I read a post called ‘Idol’s Enlightenment and Self-Cultivation,’ and they talked about fan maintenance,” she said.

Mo Bing felt relieved. “You can read more of such posts then.”

Jiang Jiusheng hung up her phone and started reading some posts on how to retain fans. There were all kinds of such posts. The one she was most interested in was “What to Do When a Celebrity Wants to Sleep with a Fan.”

After reading it, Jiang Jiusheng remained deep in thought for a long time. In the end, she took out her phone and chose a photo that she had never disclosed to the public from her gallery. It was the only photo she had that revealed her bare back. After some hesitation, she sent it to Shi Jin.

Shi Jin’s WeChat was registered under his phone number. There was nothing in his friends circle.

After sending the photo, Jiang Jiusheng deliberately typed two words and sent them over: Fan service.

Right away, Shi Jin replied, Very beautiful.

Jiang Jiusheng laughed and rubbed Bomei’s head. “Mummy will buy you the most expensive dog food, okay?”

Woof!

Ah, this is brilliant! thought Bomei.

Woof!

Didn’t she ask me to call her my older sister yesterday?

Woof! Woof!

Forget it. Getting food is more important!

Shi Jin stared at that photo for a very long time. He kissed it through the screen. Then he set it as the wallpaper on his phone and continued to look at it for some time before he made a call.

Shi Jin mumbled a name. “Liu Xu.” His voice suggested malicious intentions. “Send me the data of this woman.”

At 9:00 p.m., Jiang Jiusheng brought Bomei to its regular pet shop. Before they even entered, Bomei recognized the location and refused to go in no matter what. Jiang Jiusheng had to use two meat jerky sticks to coax it until it was willing to go inside.

She pushed open the door to see a small crowd in the lobby and walked over with Bomei in her arms. Upon nearing, she overheard an ongoing dispute. The shop was a pet center and usually served very wealthy people, so it was a rare sight to see so many individuals involved in an altercation like this.

There were two ladies at the heart of it. They were of average height, but one was carrying a cat, and the other had her cat on a leash. The cat on a leash was small, and its owner was dressed simply in a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. Her hair was in a bun. In fact, she looked quite adorable.

The young lady was apologizing with a smile. “Yes, yes, yes, my little rascal is simply insensible. I’ll discipline it right now.” With that, she turned around and lectured the little cat on the leash. “You shameless brute! How could you go around sowing your seeds at will? What if you get someone’s cat pregnant?”