Chapter Thirty-Six: The Little Princess

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The verified profile read: Pink Lady’s Little Princess.

Yu Qian felt suffocated when she saw this information. She hurriedly contacted Yunbo’s customer service to have the verification removed, only to be told it couldn’t be done!

Frustrated, she changed her profile to “Elementary School Student,” but before long, it was switched back!

In her fury, she directly tagged Yunbo’s official account and scolded them for being out of their minds.

Back and forth it went, and as a result, Yu Qian attracted even more followers. The comments were full of people laughing, posting screenshots of her changing her profile.

Yunbo’s Number One Beauty: “The Little Princess is adorable, she actually changed her verification to elementary school student, haha [picture].”

Cat-Lover on Yun: “I think I’ve become a fan of the Little Princess. Besides adoring cats, now I adore her too!”

Little Princess Is Mine: “Hey, hands off the Little Princess. She’s mine!”

Fangfei: “Am I the only one who doesn’t think the Little Princess looks like an elementary schooler?”

The Rest of My Life: “No, no, you’re not alone up there. I think so too! She looks taller than me, how could she be in elementary school?”

Waves Upon Waves: “Doesn’t matter if she’s a kid or not, I love the Little Princess. She can play piano, dance, paint, do calligraphy—so talented! Definitely following her.”

With admirers, there were naturally detractors as well. Just as campus bullying can push someone to despair, so too can online harassment.

The students who perpetrate school bullying never see themselves as wrong, and the keyboard warriors behind online bullying are even more unrestrained.

You Mortals: “Heh, you all like this fake little rich girl pretending to be a kid?”

East Palace: “Exactly! She lied about her age. Who knows if the videos are really her?”

Lady of Grace: “Tsk tsk, never shows her face. Maybe she’s actually hideous, but you all still like her.”

Watching the fan wars in the comments, Yu Qian had a headache.

Fed up, she dug out her household registration book, covered everything except her name and birthdate, and snapped a photo.

Shallow Waters Fish: “Whether I’m an elementary schooler or not is none of your business. I can play the piano, dance, paint, and do calligraphy because I spend all my free time learning! If you don’t put in the effort, don’t belittle those who do. Isn’t that just pathetic?”

She added another comment: “I post videos because I enjoy it. My parents spend so much money on my education, why shouldn’t I show off what I’ve learned? I never asked for this verification, and I never asked you to follow me. Why are you so nosy? Do you live by the sea? With all this spare time, maybe you should pick up a new skill too!”

Waves Upon Waves: “Wow, the Little Princess is angry now. But she’s not wrong—she never asked you haters to follow her. If you don’t like it, don’t look, don’t click. Why come insult a child? That’s just scary.”

Fangfei: “They’re probably just unhappy with their own lives, jealous of someone doing well.”

Little Princess Is Mine: “Don’t be upset, Little Princess. We really love your videos.”

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East Palace: “She really is an elementary schooler! Judging by her birthdate, she’s only ten! So accomplished at ten, that’s amazing! I’m a fan now, turning from a hater to a supporter!”

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From her playful banter with the official account to the fan war, Yu Qian found herself trending, thanks in part to Zhou Jingchen’s behind-the-scenes efforts.

As the first non-celebrity blogger to hit Yunbo’s trending list on launch day, she and Pink Lady both became household names.

Yu Qian gained even more followers, and most of the haters were muted for a day due to foul language.

Pink Lady was now on the radar of many B-list and A-list stars.

Seeing the official account’s followers skyrocketing, Cao Yuan contacted Yunbo’s management to buy advertising slots.

As Yunbo’s first advertiser, Pink Lady managed to secure all promotional placements for the price of a single homepage banner.

Riding the wave, the official account released the new spring collection.

Besides the traditional attire made popular by Yu Qian, there were also a series of everyday and formal outfits.

Celebrities suddenly realized that this domestic brand’s designs rivaled those of luxury international labels—some were even more dazzling.

Quick-thinking agents immediately began reaching out to the brand’s owners.

When their own artists couldn’t borrow dresses from international luxury brands, they could always turn to this one—Pink Lady’s designs were truly impressive.

They were even more pleased to learn that Pink Lady offered custom tailoring for clients. The only catch was that bespoke items had to be purchased, which was a bit of a hassle.

But considering that a custom piece would be truly unique—no repeats, not even in a different color—there was no need to worry about embarrassing copycat incidents. That was very appealing.

In short, Pink Lady had finally gone from a niche label to the public eye.

As long as the company didn’t self-sabotage, maintained quality, and kept wowing with its designs, it would inevitably become a top domestic brand.

Yu Wen and Cao Yuan were run off their feet, needing to expand the company and hire new staff, as well as ramp up factory production and recruit more workers.

Wen Yu was busy too. The company had received a flood of orders—wealthy clients and celebrities across the country all wanted bespoke designs. The design department was overwhelmed, so Wen Yu personally went to Sichuan Fine Arts Institute to recruit several students majoring in fashion design.

Wen Yu didn’t like hiring experienced designers, believing their styles were already set and lacked the spark to create designs that satisfied her. Students, still unshaped by the industry, were like blank slates—give them time and they could turn fleeting ideas into inspired creations.

Now, every member of Pink Lady’s design team had been personally recruited from schools by Wen Yu. She never restricted their creativity, which was why the company’s designs had always been so outstanding.

Yu Qian now had a new job in addition to her studies: modeling for Pink Lady’s new releases.

For this, she switched her weekend classes to Saturdays only.

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Because Yu Qian had grown so tall, she could no longer model the traditional girls’ outfits, so she brought in Ge Lulu to join her.

Neither of them showed their faces, but both performed exceptionally well. Their photos became unexpectedly popular.

Yu Wen and the others paid them for this work. Even though Yu Qian was their own daughter, they couldn’t let her work for free.

After finishing the summer collection shoot, Yu Qian made time to check in with Wen Xiu about her progress.

Since opening her securities account, Wen Xiu had barely left the trading floor, except to eat, sleep, or use the bathroom.

She’d spent days poring over stocks, combining textbook knowledge with real-world experience until she was sure she understood, then began investing.

Starting with short-term trades and moving to long-term investments, Wen Xiu amassed wealth at a dizzying pace. When Yu Qian visited, she was stunned to find that the original one million yuan had multiplied several times over in just a few months, now totaling over eight million.

Yu Qian was speechless.

“Big shot, take me with you.jpg.”

She had no intention of taking the money back; she still had over a million untouched.

She left the money with Wen Xiu, and shared what she remembered about upcoming national policies and the industries she knew would boom in the next few years.

Wen Xiu understood.

Before Yu Qian left, Wen Xiu hesitated, then spoke up, “You said the cultural and entertainment industries will be the most profitable in the future, so I want to give it a try, is that okay?”

“Hm? What do you want to do?” Yu Qian was surprised by Wen Xiu’s idea.

Kid, your thinking is bold!

“Whether it’s the entertainment or gaming industry, we don’t have any connections. I want to start a studio, begin with investments. Once we have enough capital, I’ll buy shares in the internet companies you mentioned. As for the entertainment sector, we’ll take it slow—if I spot promising talent, I’ll sign them. Even if we lack resources at first, we can always invest money to build someone up.”

“Do as you see fit. The money’s in your hands; I have no objections.” When it came to business, Yu Qian was totally clueless.

“You’re so popular on Yunbo—want to sign with me first?” Wen Xiu winked playfully at her.

“No thanks, I have no plans to enter the entertainment industry right now.” She refused without hesitation.