Chapter 1207 - 1215: A Formal Introduction

For the question Old Master Black raised, Brooke Black gave a negative response.

Old Master Black scoffed, his face full of contempt, "A company that can’t even manage such a small thing is bound to fail eventually."

Brooke Black touched the tip of her nose and suddenly found herself at a loss for words. She stood there, looking at Old Master Black for a few seconds and then continued to set up a Twitter account for him. Once registered, she returned his mobile phone to him and went back upstairs herself. At the hotel, Jane Sampson had, much to Bright Sampton’s delight, chatted with his teammates on WhatsApp for a while. A group of boys about Bright Sampton’s age screamed in excitement through their phones. The few who had helped Bright Sampton move stuff out last time were even more crazily lamenting the missed opportunity to shake hands and take a group photo with the Goddess Sampton.

Moreover, with the sister-obsessed Bright Sampton present, they kept talking for more than half an hour on a video call, only ending because Bright Sampton’s mobile phone ran out of battery.

Jane Sampson logged back onto WhatsApp and then saw the message from Rock Bell. Only then did she realize that her studio had bought a pop-up push, promoting the twitter post Bright Sampton had made.

After logging out of WhatsApp, Jane Sampson then went on Twitter to retweet Bright Sampton’s post.

[Happy][Happy] Let me officially introduce the guy on the right, my younger brother, Bright Sampton, the silly kid. In this world, he’s the only one who dares to take unflattering photos of me and still lives well.

Just wondering, do the faces of those who stare at me all day hurt?

I’m clearly so well-behaved, yet they insist on scrutinizing me, forcibly adding a drama of a night meeting with young lads to my schedule, which baby decidedly rejects!

—Jane Sampson.

One could say, in the whole industry, there are indeed very few who dare to take such a direct approach, and Jane Sampson is one of them.

Since Jane Sampson’s debut, this practice of direct confrontation has become quite common.

Below, a row of cyber onlookers also followed with laughter.

Netizen: Although I’m not a fan of Jane Sampson, I can feel the full malice of the paparazzi towards her. They constantly release so-called big news and then, within 24 hours, end up getting slapped in the face repeatedly, yet they joyfully continue this behavior day after day. It’s really quite boring.

Netizen: I can’t help but feel sorry for this bright and beautiful young lady.

Netizen: Our Monkey King of Sampton’s younger brother is so handsome, cute, and adorable.

Netizen: Am I the only one who feels like the Monkey King of Sampton wants to strangle Bright Sampton, but is also restraining herself, reminding herself that a brother is a brother, not someone picked up off the streets, and needs to be endured?

Netizen: To manage to live well even after taking such an ugly photo of our Goddess Sampton from behind, Bright Sampton is the only one in this world with such privilege.

Jane Sampson scrolled through the netizens’ comments for a couple of minutes, liking and replying to some interesting ones, which further excited a group of fans to vigorously request her acknowledgment.

After going through the comments, Jane Sampson noticed a notification for a new private message.

She clicked it and the first thing she saw was the nickname of this unfamiliar friend.

Little Jane’s Grandfather.

???

Jane Sampson, confused, clicked on the private message only to realize from the content that the nickname wasn’t lying—it was indeed the Old Sir’s way of speaking.

Little Jane, do you think this nickname is good, or is ’Little Jane’s Grandfather’ better? I think maybe this one is better, so I changed it. Also, hurry up and follow me! —Little Jane’s Grandfather.