The Bamboo Shoot Who Married into a Wealthy Family [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 1

On the mountainside, a lush green bamboo forest stretched deep into the wilderness.

Several men dressed in formal suits walked along a newly carved mountain path. They had no idea that their footsteps had disturbed a little bamboo shoot buried in the dirt nearby.

A sharp little tip poked sneakily out of the mud, topped with a large fallen leaf. Like a spy, it hid there, eavesdropping on the conversation of the people on the road.

The man leading the group stopped in front of the bamboo forest: “There’s nothing to see in this patch of bamboo. Dig it all up and plant peach blossoms instead. We’ll designate this spot as a ‘Couple’s Scenic Point’ for our resort. Guests will surely flock here!”

“Director Wang is truly brilliant. With you in command, this project will definitely be a massive success!”

“I’ll contact the peach tree sellers tomorrow.”

A certain bamboo shoot trembled in fear.

These terrifying humans actually wanted to dig up his ancestral graves and exterminate all his descendants!

It wasn’t until the moon hung high in the sky that the bamboo shoot dared to break through the soil and transform into human form. And then… he was streaking!

Although he looked delicate with fair, tender feet that seemed like they would bruise at a single touch, this little bamboo shoot actually had thick skin and ran quite fast.

He sneakily reached the foot of the mountain and climbed over the wall of a three-story villa built by a local farmer. He fished a key out of a flowerpot, entered the house to wash up, and changed into clothes.

The owner of the house was an old fox. After transforming, he had registered at the Monster Management Bureau and integrated into human life. Now elderly, he lived here in retirement. His grandson, Hu Li, was very good friends with Lin Xiaozhu.

However, Hu Li yearned for the human world, while Lin Xiaozhu had stayed in the deep mountains to continue his cultivation.

“Grandpa, where is Hu Li now? I have something very important to discuss with him.” Lin Xiaozhu poured tea for the old man.

“I’ll give him a call.” The old man pulled out a cell phone, dialed a number, and handed it to Lin Xiaozhu.

Lin Xiaozhu was dumbfounded, staring at the phone in a daze: “Wasn’t the ‘Big Brother Big’ [brick phone] a thick block? Things change so fast.”

He hadn’t been down the mountain in decades; the world had truly moved on.

“Xiaozhu, what trouble did you run into?” Hu Li saw through him instantly. “A busy person like you usually doesn’t visit unless there’s a problem.”

Lin Xiaozhu felt a twinge of guilt: “Sorry, I meditated for a bit, and when I woke up, decades had passed. Anyway, today some people…”

Hu Li was silent for a while: “You… should move.”

“I can leave by myself. But what about the juniors in my family? They can’t move. With such a large family, even if I were willing to dig them up, where would I put them?”

“Then I’ll give you a bad idea.” Hu Li said, throwing caution to the wind. “Look into marrying into a wealthy family.”

Besides family members, who else could change a developer’s decision?

“What?”

Lin Xiaozhu, an old antique who hadn’t even read a contract marriage novel, was completely bewildered.

At the entrance of a newly opened bar, colorful confetti was scattered everywhere. Inside, the atmosphere was filled with neon lights and wine. Men and women stretched their limbs on the dance floor amidst constant laughter and noise.

At the bar, Feng Jingbo sat in a black suit, holding a glass of whiskey, drinking quietly alone.

“Brother Feng, I invited you here for my grand opening, so why are you still wearing that stiff black suit? Since you’re here, have some fun!”

Actually, there was nothing wrong with wearing a suit. Feng Jingbo had a warm, refined appearance that suited the black suit well. However, his hair was combed meticulously, and his suit and tie were perfectly neat.

With such a serious posture, he didn’t look like a patron looking for fun. He looked like he had run into a bar to hold a shareholders’ meeting.

Facing his friend’s teasing, Feng Jingbo put down his glass: “The old man has been nagging me to get married and have children lately. Your ears are probably growing calluses from hearing about it. I only came today to support you. As for anything else… I’m not interested.”

“I think you should just find a surrogate. I heard your old man recently scouted a Master to find you a wife who brings luck to her husband and is good for childbearing, hahahaha…”

Feng Jingbo glanced at him: “You seem quite envious. I’ll have the old man recommend the Master to your parents so they can calculate your marriage prospects too.”

Feng Jingbo’s grandfather was extremely superstitious. Feng Jingbo had tried to persuade him otherwise, but it was useless. Eventually, he let it go. The family didn’t lack the money, and as long as the old man was happy, it was fine.

“Don’t, don’t, I was wrong. We’re both elite bachelors, let’s not hurt each other…”

On a sofa not far away, Hu Li winked at Lin Xiaozhu.

“Remember what I taught you last night? The target is right there. Go get him!”

Lin Xiaozhu gripped his wine glass and bit his lip, feeling anxious.

Although he was a five-hundred-year-old monster, when it came to love and romance, he wasn’t even at an elementary school level. Even with guidance, he had no confidence.

“Xiaozhu, don’t delay, go. The resort is a Feng family project. If you handle him, your whole family will be safe.”

At the mention of his family, Lin Xiaozhu’s wavering heart settled. He was an elder, he had to step up at this moment!

Lin Xiaozhu took a deep breath, picked up his glass, and slowly walked toward Feng Jingbo.

“Step one: Sit in the chair next to him, swirl your glass at him, and say, ‘Handsome, want a drink?'”

Six steps away, five steps, four steps…

Suddenly, Feng Jingbo downed his drink in one gulp, stood up, and left the bar.

“Today is the opening of Feng Jingbo’s friend’s bar. He will definitely be there to show support. We must seize this opportunity, otherwise, who knows when we’ll see the man himself again.”

The chance for a meeting was hard to come by. Fearing Feng Jingbo was going home, Lin Xiaozhu immediately followed him.

Feng Jingbo entered the men’s restroom and began to relieve himself.

Then, he noticed that the man who had followed him into the restroom wasn’t doing anything; he was just standing next to him like a pillar.

He turned his head and found a clean-looking, cute young man holding an out-of-place red wine glass.

Seeing him look over, the youth swirled the glass in his hand and smiled: “Handsome, want to come have a drink?”

Feng Jingbo: “…”

What was even more distressing was that the other party wasn’t joking at all; he was staring at him intently, waiting for an answer.

“Not interested.”

Feng Jingbo’s face was expressionless. He zipped up his pants, walked to the sink, and turned on the faucet.

“A few days ago, Old Master Feng was urging marriage on Weibo. Actually, you could find an obedient partner for a contract marriage. What do you think of me?”

Feng Jingbo looked up. The mirror reflected a clear, handsome face. The other person’s eyes were round and clear, but his expression was incredibly serious.

It was an absurd suggestion, yet he was as serious as if they were discussing national affairs. Feng Jingbo had originally thought it was just a prank, but he hadn’t expected… the person was serious!

“Not interested!” The veins on Feng Jingbo’s forehead throbbed. His usually gentle, handsome face was almost cracking.

Seeing Feng Jingbo about to leave, Lin Xiaozhu panicked and grabbed the other man’s arm.

“You don’t like that kind? I can also provide surrogacy services. I’ll bear a child for you. If you want a whole soccer team, that’s fine too…” Lin Xiaozhu tried hard to sell himself.

He had transformed when he was still a bamboo shoot, and his original form was just a small shoot. However, he used spiritual power to grow rapidly and maintain a bamboo form. In a year, after giving birth to little bamboo shoots, he could go back home and continue being a meditating bamboo shoot!

Give birth…

Feng Jingbo’s gaze swept around the room to confirm he hadn’t walked into the wrong restroom.

Then, his gaze moved to Lin Xiaozhu’s face. Although very cute… he still looked more like a boy. Next, his gaze moved down—there was an Adam’s apple…

“Are you a woman?” Feng Jingbo deeply doubted his own eyes.

Lin Xiaozhu blinked his innocent big eyes: “No, I’m a boy. If you don’t believe me, I’ll strip for you to see.”

Lin Xiaozhu put the wine glass on the edge of the sink and made a move to pull down his pants.

Feng Jingbo’s expression changed, and he quickly grabbed the boy’s hands to stop him.

“No need, I believe you.” Feng Jingbo’s mouth twitched. “How old are you today? Where is your family?”

“Ah? I’m 500 years old—oh no, I’m 20.” Lin Xiaozhu suddenly remembered the ID card and household registration information he had processed at the Monster Management Bureau a few days ago.

“My family has all passed away. I was raised by my good friend’s grandfather. I can decide things like fake marriage or surrogacy on my own. There’s no need to see parents.”

Lin Xiaozhu answered happily, thinking he had already been accepted.

Feng Jingbo: “…” When did he agree?

“What’s your education level?”

“I… I didn’t even graduate from elementary school, but don’t worry, I’m literate. If you don’t believe me, give me your fountain pen and I can write for you.”

As Lin Xiaozhu spoke, he moved to take the fountain pen from Feng Jingbo’s suit pocket.

Feng Jingbo took a step back: “No need, I believe you.”

He raised his hand and rubbed his throbbing brow.

This kid probably had some mental issues. His family likely didn’t have much money and couldn’t send him to a special education school. His family probably just took their eyes off him for a moment and let him slip out.

If left alone, who knew what would happen tonight to such a good-looking, simple child.

“Do you have a family member’s phone number?”

“I only have my friend’s and Grandpa’s numbers. My friend has a big mission tonight.”

Asking an old man to come out and pick someone up wasn’t realistic.

Feng Jingbo leaned down and gave a gentle smile: “Do you remember your home address? I’ll send you back.”

“He might invite you to a hotel, or to his house, or maybe go to your house. But the theme is only one: sex! Please don’t hesitate to say yes~”

“I remember.” Lin Xiaozhu nodded heavily and enthusiastically took Feng Jingbo’s arm, pulling him toward the exit.

Hu Li said things might not go smoothly, but he didn’t think this was very hard at all~

The Rolls-Royce sped along the road, crossing long streets and heading toward the suburbs.

Sitting in the car, Lin Xiaozhu held the new phone his companion had sponsored, opened the QQ app, and pressed the voice input button.

“He said he wants to go to my place to book a room, and I’ve already agreed. Don’t worry about me. See you tomorrow.”

Feng Jingbo: “…”

The car stopped at the end of a paved road. The driver rolled down the window and looked outside.

“Are there houses nearby?”

“No. See that bamboo forest on the right? That’s my home.”

Feng Jingbo’s face turned dark as an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

The soft, sweet voice continued: “Having a field battle on the first time? No wonder they say rich people know how to play.”