After Transmigrating as the Abandoned Rich Wife O, I Turned the Scum A's Life into a Crematorium [Transmigration] - Chapter 6

Su Xiaotang smiled radiantly. “Really?”

“Here, this is the contract.” After signing her name, Gu Bei pushed the two pages to the corner of the table, showing her full sincerity.

Su Xiaotang came to the table, scanned it briefly, picked up a black pen, and signed her name in the signature column.

“I’m not the first, am I?” Su Xiaotang asked.

“Hmm?” Gu Bei was busy putting the contract away and didn’t hear clearly.

“I mean, which member am I in this girl group?” Su Xiaotang rephrased.

“Oh, the third.” Gu Bei pulled out a light blue leather-bound file folder. “Fill out this physical profile for me by hand. Also, I’ll add you on WeChat; you can send me the electronic versions of your ID, special skills, and all that miscellaneous stuff.”

Gu Bei had learned all this back when she became a bar singer and signed with her boss.

She remembered when she first started singing at the bar. She was on an hourly rate—that was the nice way to put it; she was basically a casual worker, paid exactly for the hours she sang. Her throat would often get dry, itchy, and painful, all for a measly two or three hundred yuan. After dinner and travel expenses, there was pathetically little left.

But Gu Bei loved food, especially desserts. Once she got her pay, she’d have to eat two or three, and they absolutely couldn’t be the same kind. Later, when she officially signed, she got over four thousand yuan regardless of how many days or hours she sang. Gu Bei was overjoyed.

But as the saying goes, joy leads to sorrow. The electronic versions of her contracts were rejected time and again. Her boss almost gave up on signing her. There were three reasons: one, her formatting was always wrong; two, the cheap internet in her rental was always lagging; and three, she always forgot to save her changes.

There were no substantive errors—it was just poverty and clumsiness.

So now that she was signing members, she insisted on an in-person signing session.

Gu Bei had been a bar singer for nearly seven months. Although she sang well, she refused to accept various “paid side-gigs,” so her tips were always at rock bottom. At first, she thought her salary was decent, but eventually, she became a pauper who couldn’t even pay her credit card bills—relying on family relief. No, a “poor clumsy idiot”!

Su Xiaotang: “When can I meet the other members?”

Gu Bei put away the files. “Once the fourth member is finalized, I’ll organize a meeting for you all!” As she spoke, she squinted her eyes and pursed her lips, her smile looking truly beautiful.

Looking at Gu Bei, Su Xiaotang felt she was quite different from the rumors—and honestly, very cute.

After signing, Su Xiaotang browsed the books on the shelf, which were mostly for decoration, with great interest.

Gu Bei put on the gold-rimmed glasses the butler had bought her on short notice and operated the computer like a pro. After finally organizing the contract details, she let out a long sigh and leaned back against the leather of her executive chair, staring blankly at the vintage light fixture on the ceiling.

“Finished, President Gu?” Su Xiaotang asked with a grin.

Gu Bei was still drifting, her eyes vacant and her mind empty.

“President Gu?” Su Xiaotang called again, and Gu Bei was suddenly yanked back to reality.

“Sorry!” she said.

Su Xiaotang knew what the apology was for. She stood up, walked to the desk, braced her hands on the edge, and leaned down toward Gu Bei, revealing her beautiful collarbones.

Gu Bei caught a hint of fresh citrus scent. Although she personally liked eating oranges, at this moment, smelling this scent actually made her feel slightly nauseous.

“Your perfume is very strong.” A flash of discomfort crossed Gu Bei’s eyes, though she quickly masked it with a smile.

Su Xiaotang felt like she had just swallowed a mouthful of glass shards; she felt a metaphorical taste of blood in her mouth and awkwardly reeled in her pheromones.

“I left in a hurry this morning and forgot my suppressant patch. President Gu, I’ll definitely pay attention next time,” she said.

Gu Bei rubbed the tip of her nose. “I’ll call you Xiaotang. You should just call me by my name from now on. Don’t call me ‘President Gu’; it’s tacky and makes me sound old.”

Su Xiaotang’s bad mood from “eating glass” vanished instantly. She nodded happily in agreement.

Gu Bei didn’t define herself as a “Boss” but as a “Manager.” In her eyes, a manager was a harbinger of doom. When she was a singer, she had a manager who, despite only handling commercial performances, worked Gu Bei half to death. This time, she wanted to be the one pulling the strings. In her childish mind, this meant she would be the Great Master controlling the entire scene.

Despite these thoughts, her outward behavior was like a celebrity assistant—busy running around and asking after people’s well-being. She took Su Xiaotang to see the practice room and chatted amiably for a long time. Unknowingly, it was lunchtime.

Su Xiaotang checked the clock on the wall. Seeing that Gu Bei had no more work for her, she said, “Gu Bei, to celebrate my successful signing, let me treat you to lunch. What do you want to eat?”

Gu Bei wasn’t hungry yet and didn’t know what she wanted, so she was about to refuse.

“It’s not a bribe, don’t reject me,” Su Xiaotang said.

Just as Gu Bei was stuck in a dilemma, the butler called.

“Hello, Butler!” Gu Bei’s joy was written all over her face. Finally, a savior! “Is something wrong at home?”

The butler spoke respectfully: “Madam, everything is fine at home. Are you available? I’ve come to deliver your lunch.”

How could anyone refuse the miracle of home-delivered food? Gu Bei agreed repeatedly. After giving him the floor and office number, she hung up.

“My butler is here with lunch. Do you want to stay and eat together?” Gu Bei looked at Su Xiaotang, not entirely sincere in her invitation to stay.

Su Xiaotang pursed her lips in a look of helplessness. “Never mind then. I’ll just go back and order takeout.”

Looking at “Money Tree No. 3” turning to pack her things, Gu Bei felt a bit bad. After all, it was the first day of signing; she couldn’t let such a beautiful girl go home to eat takeout alone in loneliness. She invited her to stay again, this time with a firm attitude.

The butler entered carrying a brown leather briefcase. He placed it flat on the coffee table and took out two pink bento boxes. Before he could open them, he saw Su Xiaotang emerging from the bathroom after washing her hands. His eyebrow twitched.

Seeing this, Gu Bei said, “She’s my newly signed member, Su Xiaotang. She’s eating with me today.”

Although the butler was a Beta and couldn’t smell pheromones, he was experienced enough to guess a person’s gender based on their aura. He remained silent, clearly seeing through Su Xiaotang’s gender, but even knowing it, there was nothing he could do.

He opened the two pink bento boxes, presenting the rich array of dishes to Gu Bei, whose eyes were glowing with hunger.

Gu Bei held chopsticks in one hand and a spoon in the other, but her bright eyes instantly lost their luster.

Vegetarian. Again.

Was there no end to this? She hadn’t had a single “proper” meal since transmigrating. She wasn’t a rabbit; she couldn’t survive on grass alone.

“Looks good! I won’t be polite then.” Su Xiaotang took the spoon from Gu Bei’s hand and started munching on a floret of broccoli.

She was right; even though it was vegetarian, the five-star chef had used every trick to make the dishes beautiful. For instance, the broccoli’s stem was trimmed clean while the top was shaped into a perfect green ball, sprinkled with fine edible gold leaf—like a miniature tree in a forest catching the sunlight.

The butler noticed the detail of Su Xiaotang’s hand touching Gu Bei’s when she took the spoon.

After lunch, Su Xiaotang left, satisfied. Gu Bei helped the butler clean up the mess on the coffee table. Just as she grabbed the trash can and a rag to help, the butler stopped her immediately, sounding nervous.

“Madam, what are you doing? Let me do it.” With that, he snatched the tools from her hands.

“I’m free anyway. You fix the table, I’ll wash the dishes.” As soon as she said it, the utensils were snatched away too.

The butler blinked rapidly, his voice faltering beneath his white-flecked beard. “Madam… if I have done something wrong, please tell me plainly.”

Gu Bei had never been served like this—or feared like this. She let go helplessly and returned the utensils to him. At that moment, she felt a trace of dislike for the original host; she wondered how she had suppressed these kind servants.

Xiao Ba: “Don’t think about it, it’s useless. Sit and rest. Eating is exhausting, isn’t it? Look at your bling-bling manicure. Does that look like the hands of someone who does chores? Psh!”

“Shut up!” Gu Bei snapped mentally, then gave the butler a small, fake smile.

After everything was tidied up, the butler bid her farewell.

“Butler, um,” Gu Bei said sincerely, “thank you for bringing me lunch.”

“Madam, there is no need for thanks. It was arranged by President Shen.” Fearing his master wouldn’t get the credit, he added, “President Shen specifically ordered me to bring you two raisin Madeleines.”

At the word “Madeleine,” Gu Bei turned into a puppy. “Really? Where are they?”

So she only heard those three words, the butler thought, shaking his head helplessly. He pulled a transparent box tied with a golden ribbon from the brown case. Inside lay two Madeleines studded with light green raisins.

Gu Bei stared at them, smiling like a little idiot. Even the butler couldn’t help but be amused by her cute appearance.

After the butler left, Gu Bei took a nap and only then remembered Shen Siying. She checked the clock—nearly four o’clock. She’d slept quite a while; she mocked herself for being a pig in a previous life.

She picked up her phone and found, to her surprise, two missed calls from Shen Siying from twenty minutes ago.