After Jiang Fuyue had been deified through the A-seed and A+-seed, she ascended the altar once more with the “F Active Enzyme.”
For a time, major media outlets across the globe rushed to report:
“It is reported that Huaxia has developed a special-effect drug for Schankwo infection… human trials have passed, critically ill patients have recovered… it is currently still under observation, and no sequelae have appeared so far…”
“According to official Huaxia sources, the F Active Enzyme was first discovered by the A-seed researcher Jiang… Jiang, female, nineteen years old, currently a first-year undergraduate at Qiming University in Huaxia, previously published a Science paper, ‘Resolving the Three-Dimensional Structure of the Active Human Histone pre-mRNA 3′-End Processing Complex’…”
“As for the extraction method of the ‘F Active Enzyme,’ Huaxia officials have not yet disclosed it to the world. Our station’s reporter has emailed relevant Huaxia authorities to ask whether the extraction method will be made public globally and whether production and export of the special-effect drug will be opened. As of press time, no reply has been received.”
“It is reported that Jiang Fuyue has no fixed team; all research has been completed by her alone…”
In addition to the overwhelming coverage, major media outlets around the world also sent interview invitations directly to Jiang Fuyue herself.
Among them were many authoritative media from various countries, such as Y Country’s The Sun and Reuters, M Country’s NY Times, F Country’s AFP, and so on, but in the end, without exception, all sank without a trace.
However, media people, especially media people with an attitude, have always been “stubborn.” Since this route didn’t work, could they perhaps rack their brains over her family instead?
The first to be sought out were the couple Jiang Da and Han Yunru.
A blonde, blue-eyed beauty reporter flew straight from O Continent to Linhuai, stood under the blazing sun and queued for three hours before finally getting into the shop.
When ordering, Cao Dou tugged along with rather unpolished English and asked what she wanted to eat. The beauty replied directly in fluent Chinese, “Anything’s fine, you recommend.”
Cao Dou: “So you can speak Chinese? That’s great, this, this, and this are all our shop’s signature dishes.”
The beauty went along readily and placed the order, then asked him, “Could I meet your boss? The boss’s wife would also be fine.”
Cao Dou showed a puzzled look: “If you have something, you can tell me directly.”
“No, no, no, I just want to see them.”
Cao Dou understood: “You’re not here to eat, you’re here to interview, right?”
The beauty froze.
Cao Dou sighed: “There have really been too many people sneaking in these past two days trying to see Senior Brother and Sister-in-law. I just didn’t expect there’d even be foreigners…”
Senior Brother? Sister-in-law?
The beauty’s eyes lit up: “You’re a relative of Jiang Fuyue?”
“Cough, ” Cao Dou choked, “No, I’m not.”
“Then have you met Jiang Fuyue?”
Cao Dou nodded: “Yeah, I have. Why?”
When Jiang Family Private Kitchen first opened, Jiang Fuyue helped a lot with ideas and planning. Cao Dou followed her instructions, and more than once marveled that this little girl was just too impressive.
He hadn’t expected she had something even more impressive… enough to shock and awe the entire world.
These past two days, the news broadcast kept replaying her over and over; change the channel, and it was still her.
Jiang Da and Han Yunru went from initial joy and excitement, tears welling up, to later calm as still water, serene as the wind. Cao Dou suspected they were practicing some kind of “ordinary-people philosophy,” but upon closer observation, they truly were neither arrogant nor impatient.
So Cao Dou asked: “Senior Brother, how can you and Sister-in-law be so steady?”
Jiang Da glanced at him. “If we can’t sit still over this, then what about the future? Jumping around all over the place? You’ve got to leave some room for future development.”
What the h*ll kind of “room for development.”
Cao Dou nearly got soured to death.
Oh, you have a daughter, so what?
As if nobody else does? Hmph!
Jiang Da: Having a daughter isn’t hard; what’s hard is having a daughter like Jiang Fuyue. [smiling strike] JPG
Cao Dou: ……
Back to the present. When the beauty reporter heard that Cao Dou had met Jiang Fuyue, her gaze immediately started sparkling: “Could I take a few minutes of your time for a brief interview?”
Cao Dou glanced at the overcrowded hall and showed an apologetic look: “Sorry…”
“Just two questions, please, please!”
Who could withstand a domineering big sister acting cute?
“Then… okay.”
“Did you know beforehand that Jiang Fuyue was doing research on the Schankwo virus?”
Cao Dou: “Anyway, I didn’t know.”
The reporter choked.
Cao Dou reminded her: “You’ve got one question left.”
The reporter thought for a moment. “In your eyes, what kind of person is Jiang Fuyue?”
“A genius.”
“And besides that?”
“That’s it. Genius is everything.”
Reporter: “……” Felt like she’d asked for nothing?
From beginning to end, Jiang Da and Han Yunru never showed their faces. Although Cao Dou agreed to be interviewed, he only said a few brief words.
The reporter was originally very regretful, and wrote this in the feedback to her superior: Jiang Fuyue’s family is low-key, cautious, and shrouded in mystery.
In the back kitchen, busy and drenched in sweat, ladle never leaving his hand, Jiang Da: “?”
This is mysterious?
Just as the reporter was about to leave regretfully, Cao Dou said, “The dishes are all served. Won’t you have a taste?”
Out of politeness, the reporter took one bite.
Then a second bite, a third bite… she simply couldn’t stop!
In the end, she even ordered two more dishes.
“…Oh! So delicious! Can I pack another portion of these dishes to take away?”
Cao Dou smiled faintly, with a calmness as if everything was under control: “Of course.”
……
The second to be approached were the Han family.
First was Han Ke, who was stopped by a reporter at his company: “President Han, hello, would it be convenient to accept an interview?”
Han Ke: “Sorry, this month’s interviews are already fully booked. Please come early next month.”
With that, he made as if to leave.
“Hey, please wait,” the reporter chased after him. “I’m not interviewing you…”
Han Ke: “Oh, that’s perfect. I’m also not accepting interviews.”
“Not that I’m not interviewing you… what I mean is, our interview content has nothing to do with you personally. It’s mainly about your niece Jiang Fuyue. Is that okay?”
“Oh, then you can go find her. I don’t have any interview value.”
The reporter muttered softly: “Right now media all over the world are looking for her. If I could find her, I wouldn’t have had to come here…”
Han Ke was a bit annoyed, and also a bit amused. So his dignified position as CEO of TNW International Finance had become someone’s second-best choice?
“President Han, just five minutes, no, three minutes is fine. Let’s talk about Jiang Fuyue?”
Han Ke didn’t bother arguing with her, directly shot a look toward the front desk. The young lady there understood immediately and quickly called security to stop the person.
Han Ke successfully got away.
Reporter: “Hey! How can you do this?! Move aside! I haven’t finished the interview…”
The front desk snorted lightly: “That’s enough. Not having security throw you out directly is already very polite. Don’t be ungrateful.”
“How can you do this?! I’m a reporter!” She lifted the work badge around her neck, nearly poking it into the front desk’s face.
The front desk lady remained unflustered and composed: “Of course I know you’re a reporter. What? Just because you’re a reporter, you can barge into the TNW Financial Building without an appointment? You can block our President Han at the elevator without a word? Don’t be ridiculous!”
“These past two days, there have been tons of reporters coming to ask about Miss Jiang. Someone like you, not even from official media and still blocking people, that’s a first. If we don’t stop you, who should we stop?”
In the end, the reporter pursed her lips. “What’s so great about it…”
The front desk raised her voice: “I’m not that great, I admit it; but Miss Jiang is great!”
The reporter opened her mouth, only to find she had no way to refute it.
Jiang Fuyue really is great!
Han Shen’s situation was the same as Han Ke’s, he was also blocked at his company.
Facing the long guns and short cannons shoved in front of him, he said only one sentence: “If you want to interview, fine, wait until Yueyue comes herself. None of us are qualified to speak on her behalf.”
Reporter: “There’s no need to speak on her behalf. We just want to ask, as family members, what your evaluation of her is, that’s all.”
Han Shen: “Merit has its own achievements as proof. Does she still need anyone to evaluate her? Who could evaluate her? You? Or you? Or you all?”
The reporters were left speechless.
Then there was Han Heng. At a film press conference, he was directly questioned by reporters on the spot; almost all the questions were related to Jiang Fuyue.
Han Heng wasn’t as tough as his eldest and second brothers. He smiled and joked half-seriously: “First time I’ve felt my spotlight being stolen. How about you ask something related to the movie instead? Mainly I’m afraid Director Zhang will cut me, you see, his face is already dark…”
“Besides, this is the kind of thing for news reporters. What are you entertainment reporters all crowding in for?”
Reporter: “Oh come on, it’s just that Miss Jiang is too sought-after, nobody can interview her, so we thought we might get some info from you!”
Han Heng smiled cheerfully but said nothing, his mouth sealed tight.
Even so, the next day, the front-page headline of a gossip magazine still featured the three words “Jiang Fuyue,” a textbook clickbait:
‘Film Emperor Han Talks at Length About His Genius Niece Jiang Fuyue at Movie Press Conference’
In the end, the three words “Jiang Fuyue” were even enlarged and bolded.
Han Heng: “……” This actually works?
As a top-tier celebrity, this was the first time he’d ridden on someone else’s popularity.
Ahem, not exactly someone else, that was Yueyue! His little darling niece~
Ying ying ying~
Day 182 of missing her~
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