He’s Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected! - Chapter 29

Chapter 29: I’m afraid if I tell you, you’ll judge me_1

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Just kidding with you, I’m actually looking for a job,” Tang Feng’s joke came to an appropriate end as he immediately gave a serious answer.

“What kind of job are you looking for? Have you found one? Do you need help?” Song Lele fired off a barrage of questions.

“Can you help me find a job?” Tang Feng asked, instantly curious.

“Sure, I can… ask around, tell me what kind of job you’re looking for?” Song Lele readily assured him.

“Just teasing, I’ve already found a job with a monthly salary of a hundred thousand,” Tang Feng said, having to clarify as the girl seemed to have taken him seriously.

“Ah? A hundred thousand? What job is that?” Song Lele was obviously startled by the mention of this job.

For someone just stepping out of university, landing a job with a salary of a few thousand a month would be quite decent.

Yet Tang Feng had managed to find a position that paid a hundred thousand a month right off the bat, which was simply unimaginable.

“Cough cough, it’s not easy to talk about my job.”

“What job is it? That you can’t even talk about?”

“I’m afraid I’ll tell you, and you’ll look down on me.”

“How could I? We’re good friends, how could I look down on you?”

“Alright, I’ll tell you, just don’t tell anyone else.”

“Mhm, rest assured, I promise not to tell a soul.”

“Do you know there’s a profession where most of the time there are no customers, but occasionally, when a customer does show up, you can make a ton of money? The clients all sneak in, afraid of being seen…”

“Ah? Young Master Tang, you’re not going to become… a gigolo, are you?” Song Lele’s surprised shout immediately came through the phone.

“Wow, you sure know a lot, even familiar with the term gigolo? Bro, you’re not so innocent, eh?” Tang Feng seized the opportunity to tease her.

“I… I heard it from someone else. Stop sidetracking, you’re not really going to do that, are you?” Song Lele’s voice carried a faint hint of sorrow.

“Judging by your tone, do you despise that profession?” Tang Feng almost couldn’t help laughing.

“I… It’s not that I’m prejudiced, it’s just… why would you choose that path? There are so many other jobs, even if they pay less, there’s no need to go into that line, right? What if you catch a disease…”

“Stop, stop, stop, can’t you wish me some luck? Who told you I’m going to be a gigolo?” Tang Feng quickly intervened as she began to go off track.

“Ah? So, you’re not going into that line? But you just said…”

“What I meant to say was, I work as an appraiser at an antique shop, where did your mind go? Can’t you keep it clean?”

Tang Feng deliberately misled her, only to turn the tables at the end.

There was a long silence on Song Lele’s end, probably fuming; it took her a while to squeeze out, “Stinking Young Master Tang, do you find it fun to play with me?”

“Don’t talk nonsense, when have I ever played with you? I’m not into guys,” Tang Feng responded.

Feeling things were heating up just right, Tang Feng decided not to push her further, lest his good buddy would explode with anger, “Alright, you called me, what’s up?”

“You’ve gotten me all confused, I almost forgot the real issue,” Song Lele said irritably, before getting to the point, “Here’s the thing, tonight at Qianda Plaza, there’s an offline limited-edition launch event by POP MART…”

“Hold on, what MART?” Tang Feng, a bit muddled, hastily interrupted.

“POP MART.”

“And what’s that?”

“You haven’t heard of POP MART? You really are out of touch.”

“Not knowing this MART makes me out of touch?”

“Sigh, never mind, as the young master, I shall educate you for free,” Song Lele said, half in disdain, while explaining to him.

After several minutes of explanation, Tang Feng finally got a rough idea—it was a trendy toy brand.

“Alright, I think I’ve got the gist of it, go on,” Tang Feng said.

“Where was I?”

“You were talking about this MART thing…”

“POP MART,” she corrected.

“Right, POP MART’s offline launch event.”

“Yes, yes, yes, POP MART is hosting a limited-edition launch event at Qianda Plaza tonight, where they’ll randomly draw a Molly 1000% Earth Daughter…”

“Hold on, what’s this Earth Daughter thing now?” Tang Feng had to interrupt yet again, in disbelief that he couldn’t understand a single thing.

“This Molly 1000% Earth Daughter is a secret version from POP MART, limited to 2500 pieces worldwide, and it’s very rare to unbox one,” Song Lele quickly explained.

Tang Feng’s rolling eyes nearly reached the sky with impatience, “After talking for so long, what does this have to do with me?”

“I have a friend who really wants to get one of these hidden versions, so she wants you to help unbox blind boxes,” Song Lele hastened to say.

Tang Feng was even more puzzled, “Why do you need me? Can’t you unbox them yourselves?”

“She heard about your recent luck, knows you’re just exploding with good fortune, practically graced by a god of luck, so she wants some of your good vibes,” Song Lele gave a very logical explanation.

“Can I refuse?” Tang Feng was reluctant to get involved in the trivial games of little girls.

“Nope!” Song Lele firmly vetoed.

“Is your friend male or female?” Tang Feng asked after a moment of silence.

“Female, why?” Song Lele seemed puzzled.

“Is she pretty?”

“Pretty.”

“Does she have a boyfriend?”

“No.”

“Then I’ll go.”

Tang Feng suddenly changed his mind.

Now it was Lele’s turn to be displeased, “Young Master Tang, what are you up to?”

“Hehe,” Tang Feng chuckled, “Can’t let the good opportunities slip by, can we? I’m still single, in desperate need of sorting out my lifelong issues, so…”

“Click!”

Before he could finish, his buddy had already hung up the phone.

“Hm? She’s mad?”

Tang Feng scratched his head in confusion, not understanding what she was angry about.

Could a lollipop make things better?

A while later, he received a text message from Song Lele.

The message was simple, no nonsense, just an address.

Even her favorite emojis were absent from the text.

It seemed she was genuinely angry.