Although the Federation's temperatures would drop rapidly after October, October had not arrived yet.
A thread of chill ran through the autumn wind, but the weather still felt somewhat hot and dry.
Empress Fei Lin had a strong sense of the camera. If she had been an ordinary girl, she might very well have become a movie star.
Of course, she might also have disappeared in Gefra's calamity. Her status as Empress had given her plenty of help and protection. Sometimes, one could not just see the restraints it brought; one also had to be grateful for the benefits.
At that moment, Empress Fei Lin stepped out of the car, with beads of sweat already hidden at her temples.
The fans at the scene were running at full blast, but the hot air they blew over her did not feel particularly refreshing.
"What's this?"
She took the iced orange juice from Lin Qi and, sipping it through a straw, looked at the bankbook Lin Qi handed over.
She had seen bankbooks before and even had one herself. The one before her belonged to Blackstone Bank, whose triangular emblem was easy to recognize.
"Your payment. You filmed an advertisement for them and endorsed it, so naturally the company had to pay you."
At this time, many stars still had not realized that their personal credibility would become tied to the advertisements they filmed.
Many people thought... it was just a job.
But in reality, it was not!
Capitalists had discovered that movie stars' and other famous people's "social credibility" was surprisingly cheap, and advertisements featuring stars began appearing throughout society.
Some advertisements were filmed well, while others were purely meant to fool people.
This "job" of Empress Fei Lin's had been arranged by Lin Qi. He was certainly responsible to Her