Chapter 551 - 551: A Heaven-Sent Opportunity

Sun Xin was a little dazed, not understanding why Song Ming wanted her to film a commercial for a health product she'd never even heard of. But Song Ming was her boss, so she couldn't object. She had no choice but to bottle up her frustration.

Zhao Yuan sized up Sun Xin, not immediately stating his opinion.

Of course, Song Ming knew what he was considering. He lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Zhao, you have to understand, stars of Yang Cai'er's caliber have very high standards. They wouldn't just accept a commercial for a health product. While Sun Xin isn't as famous as Yang Cai'er, her career is on a sharp rise with our company's full support. She definitely won't tarnish the name of the Beauty Pill!"

Zhao Yuan thought for a moment and said, "How about this? Give me a copy of Sun Xin's portfolio. I'll look it over and get back to you."

"Of course." Song Ming was delighted. He didn't have her portfolio with him, so he asked for Zhao Yuan's phone number and email, promising to send it as soon as he returned to his office.

With business concluded, Zhao Yuan waved goodbye to Song Ming and the others.

The Bone Woman strode forward and opened the rear door of the Mercedes G55 SUV for him. Once he was settled inside, she closed it, got into the driver's seat, started the engine, and drove away from Lakefront House.

Watching the black SUV disappear in a cloud of dust, Jin Wang walked over to Song Ming and asked curiously, "President Song, do you know something about this Mr. Zhao's background?"

He was filled with curiosity about Zhao Yuan.

He'd seen plenty of cars that were better and more expensive than a Mercedes G55 SUV. But he'd never seen a secretary and driver more beautiful and elegant than the Bone Woman! And to top it off, she was completely obedient to Zhao Yuan. It was enough to make a man sick with jealousy!

Song Ming first nodded, then shook his head, and finally said, "All I know is that he's probably the owner of the Witch Medical Factory, or at the very least, a powerful senior executive. Beyond that, I have no idea."

"Witch Medical Factory? What's that?" Jin Wang thought the name was bizarre. It sounded like some shady, unlicensed workshop.

Song Ming said, "Director Jin, you aren't from around here, so you wouldn't know of the Witch Medical Factory. But if you had any friends in Rongcheng City, you'd know that everyone has heard of it. The Beauty Pill is one of their products. The name might not sound like much, but its effects are incredible!"

He took out his phone, pulled up a photo, and showed it to Jin Wang.

It was an intimate photo of Song Ming cheek-to-cheek with a young, beautiful woman. Jin Wang looked at it, confused. "Why are you showing me this?"

"Doesn't this woman look familiar to you?" Song Ming asked, pointing to her in the photo.

Now that he mentioned it, Jin Wang did think she looked a little familiar, but he couldn't quite place her. He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Who is she? Your new mistress? You dare keep a picture like this on your phone? Aren't you afraid your wife will tear you to shreds if she sees it?"

Song Ming said irritably, "Mistress? What nonsense are you spouting? This is my wife!"

Jin Wang was stunned. "When did you get divorced? And you already found a new wife this fast? How come I never heard anything about it?"

Song Ming was so angry he stomped his foot. "Get out of here! I'm not divorced, and I didn't get a new wife! This woman *is* my wife, Cao Panzhen!"

"What? She's Cao Panzhen? That's impossible!" Jin Wang exclaimed.

He and Song Ming went way back; they were old friends, and he had met Song Ming's wife, Cao Panzhen, many times. In his memory, Cao Panzhen was a middle-aged woman in her forties, with the first signs of aging already showing. But the woman in the photo was radiant and brimming with youth, looking like she was in her twenties. How could that possibly be Cao Panzhen?

"You don't believe me? Hang on, I'll prove it to you."

Song Ming opened WeChat on his phone and started a video call with the contact labeled "Wifey."

The call connected quickly. A beautiful, elegant woman appeared on the screen—the same one from the photograph.

Cao Panzhen laughed. "Honey, aren't you with Director Jin and his group right now? What made you call?"

"I missed you." Song Ming's public display of affection made everyone cringe. He then turned the camera to Director Jin. "I just showed Director Jin that recent picture of us, but he refuses to believe it's you. He thinks you're my mistress. Go on, set him straight."

On the screen, Cao Panzhen grinned from ear to ear.

Jin Wang spoke with her for a while and was finally forced to believe that this beautiful woman was the same person as the middle-aged Cao Panzhen he once knew. The realization left him utterly stunned.

After the call ended, Jin Wang asked, "President Song, did your wife go to South Korea for plastic surgery?"

Song Ming chuckled. "I can tell you with absolute certainty that my wife has not had plastic surgery. She hasn't gone under the knife at all. She looks this way entirely thanks to the Beauty Pill!"

Jin Wang was taken aback. "The Beauty Pill? The one Mr. Zhao was talking about?"

"That's right!" Song Ming nodded. "This Beauty Pill is nothing like the health supplements you're imagining. Its effects are miraculous. With long-term use, it can genuinely restore your youth and beauty! My wife is a living example! And remember how you asked me why I've seemed so vigorous and full of energy lately? Well, now I can tell you: it's because I've been taking the Vitality Pills every day!"

Song Ming immediately launched into a grand speech, extolling the virtues of the Soul-Stabilizing Incense, the Beauty Pill, and the Vitality Pills. Jin Wang, Yang Cai'er, and the others listened, dumbfounded. They wanted to be skeptical, but with the proof of Song Ming and his wife right before their eyes, they had no choice but to believe.

Still, a few questions lingered in their minds.

Jin Wang asked, "If these three supplements are so effective, why have we never heard of them?"

Song Ming answered, "It's simple. Until now, the production of these three supplements was extremely limited. Here in Rongcheng City, demand already far outstripped supply—people even had to queue up for purchase quotas. How could word possibly spread to other regions? But I've heard the Witch Medical Factory is expanding. I assume they're planning to scale up production, which is why they're considering advertising. They're preparing to go national!"

"Now I finally understand why you were so eager to approach Mr. Zhao about the commercial." Jin Wang was no fool; after listening to Song Ming's explanation, he immediately got it. "The Beauty Pill's effects are incredible. Endorsing it would be a huge boost to both fame and fortune!"

Song Ming nodded. "Exactly. An ad for the Beauty Pill would have a bigger impact than one for any internationally famous luxury brand!"

Hearing this, Sun Xin finally understood. Song Ming hadn't been trying to screw her over; he was handing her the opportunity of a lifetime!

As for Yang Cai'er, she felt a pang of regret.