After I Became a Weak Girl, I Made My Debut

Chapter 32

At this moment, the platform boss was dumbfounded.

He stammered, "Mr. Cheng, all the trophies prepared for these competitions... are fake."

After saying this, he glanced at Cheng Yue's expression and then continued, "This one has words engraved on it, so it's too late to make another one on the spot. But you're right, our platform also represents the face of the Cheng family, so how can we be so stingy?"

The platform boss waved for his assistant to come over. "Go get a real crystal... I remember there's one in the director's office, right?"

The assistant hesitated for a moment before obediently going.

Ever since he heard the words "Mr. Cheng," the director couldn't help but smile foolishly, hoping he could also impress this big shot, completely unaware that he had just lost his crystal trophy.

The assistant brought the real crystal over and whispered, "This... it's a bit heavy."

The platform boss turned to look.

It was an eagle carved out of crystal, bright purple in color, pure and flawless, poised to take flight, and its size was extraordinary. If one had to describe it, the platform boss secretly compared it in size to his own head...

Cheng Yue threw the trophy back to the platform boss.

"Uh, Mr. Cheng, it's... heavy. How about I help you by holding it up for you, and then you can take it to present the award?" The platform boss felt more and more that this method was feasible.

Hey, he's helping Mr. Cheng again, and he's sharing the limelight next to Mr. Cheng. Would Mr. Cheng still not remember me?

Cheng Yue responded lightly, "Hmm."

The director became anxious.

The host, holding the cue cards, was sweating profusely, wondering if he had read it wrong? But, but the words were added at the last minute, written letter by letter, isn't that correct? Could someone be intentionally messing with me?

Zhao Qiuying also found it strange.

Cheng Yue wouldn't come to such an occasion...

Just when the livestream chat couldn't help but feel puzzled, Cheng Yue slowly walked onto the stage, with the platform boss closely following by his side.

The stage lights flashed on, but they first landed on the platform boss.

Well, there was no way around it; the lighting technician first recognized their own platform boss at a glance.

The livestream chat:【???】

【Is this the famous Mr. Cheng?】

【He's a bit bald.】

【And also a bit chubby and a bit short. Is this really the Mr. Cheng that Dong Jiayu talks about?】

【No, I caught a glimpse of him before; he doesn't look like this. Um, I don't know how to describe it... He's very, very handsome—the kind of handsome that makes you dare not look at him for too long.】

【Are you sure you didn't see the CEO's bodyguard?】

While the chat was still in shock, Jiang Su and the others had a clear view of the man walking beside the boss.

The man was tall and straight—maybe around 1.9 meters tall?

He wore a deep blue bespoke suit, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, the gemstone cufflinks on his wrists shining even brighter in the dim light. The man was handsome, yet cold and imposing, causing one's heart to skip a beat and feel a strong sense of suffocation when glanced at.