Hi Master, Little Mermaid Will Support You! 63

Chapter 63

MuMu, floating on cloud nine after receiving the endorsement offer, celebrated by munching on dried fish.

When the company called, it answered without hesitation. Then, it was startled by the familiar voice that said “good night” to it every night.

The dried fish lodged in its throat: “Cough… cough…”

“Are you alright? We can switch to video, I can check on you.”

“No, no, no! Cough!” MuMu coughed up the dried fish. “I’m fine.”

“Don’t push yourself, rest and speak when you’re ready, I won’t hang up.”

MuMu was touched: “You’re such a nice person!” Master is such a good person, so kind to everyone. It asked cautiously, “Is your job at the company external communications?” That’s why he travels so much.

“?” Wen Ming paused. “Yes.”

MuMu sighed deeply.

Master’s main job is external communications, and the company still makes him do product development.

How much are they exploiting him?

“Streamer, when are you free to come to the company and discuss the endorsement?”

“Discuss…”

MuMu scratched its head, then asked, “Are you at the company every day?”

Wen Ming checked his schedule, tomorrow was the least busy. But his words were different: “Most days, except tomorrow, I have a business trip, I won’t be at the of…”

“What a coincidence! I’m only free tomorrow!” MuMu feigned disappointment.

Wen Ming raised an eyebrow: “Then my colleague will have to meet with you.”

“No problem!” MuMu thought for a moment. “Does your company reimburse travel expenses…?”

The “evil company” was surprisingly generous.

Not only did they send the travel expenses in advance, but they also sent a set of casual clothes.

“Wow, perfect fit!”

MuMu admired its reflection in the mirror, a white shirt and jeans, looking youthful and energetic.

It pulled out another piece of fabric from the package: “Little Butler, what’s this? I’ve never worn anything like this before.”

“Beep beep, underwear. Pants worn under your clothes.”

“Being human is so complicated, our mermaid scales are enough, humans have to wear so many layers, are their legs that precious…?”

MuMu grumbled as it put on the pants again.

“The underwear fits perfectly too, amazing!”

It continued rummaging through the package, finding a baseball cap, sunglasses, and a mask.

‘If you don’t want to be recognized, don’t wear the mask.’

Did Master prepare this package?

MuMu put on the entire set, its face more concealed than with the mask.

“Little Butler, if Master asks what I’m doing, tell him… I’m playing with the floating water ball.”

“Beep beep, received.”

…

This time, leaving the house was much easier than going to the awards ceremony.

As Wen Ming had said, the mask was the mermaid language streamer’s most recognizable feature, and without it, MuMu wasn’t recognized by any fans.

And having already visited the company during the mermaid audition, MuMu easily found its way to the Wen Corp building.

“Sir?” The receptionist stopped it. “Do you have an appointment?”

“Yes!”

“One moment, please.” The receptionist checked her optical brain.

There was a giant fish tank in the lobby, its edges lined with lights, illuminating the expensive fish inside.

MuMu was drawn to the tank. Pressing its hands against the glass, it eyed the fish longingly:

“Does your company also have a food stall? Are these grilled or teppanyaki?”

“Sir!”

The receptionist grabbed MuMu’s arm, her voice trembling: “Those are ornamental fish, you can’t eat them!”

If you eat one, even selling both of us wouldn’t cover the cost!

“Ornamental fish?”

“They’re for display, they represent our company’s image.”

“!” Then that’s my job!

MuMu narrowed its eyes, glaring at the fish in the tank, a low growl rumbling in its throat, just like in its mermaid form:

“Growl…” These fish are trying to steal my spokesperson job?

Get out of here, I want to swim in there!

The ornamental fish, their fins trembling, retreated to the farthest corner of the tank.

“…?”

The receptionist, raising her voice, tried to distract it: “Sir! Your appointment is confirmed, the manager will be here soon, please have a seat.”

Away from the fish tank!

MuMu, however, wasn’t interested in waiting. It looked around curiously:

“Are all the people wearing similar clothes to you employees of this company?”

“Yes.”

MuMu looked around: “Do you know the external communications staff? The ones with almost no breaks, low pay, and high stress?”

The receptionist’s face was full of question marks: “Our company offers excellent benefits.”

Where’s the manager? I can’t handle this strange person…

“Your benefits are good? That’s great!”

MuMu’s eyes were full of sincerity: “Please take care of Wen Ming, I’m worried about him.”

Who!? Wen, Ming?

The receptionist’s eyes widened in shock.

“Apologies for the delay.” A man hurried over and greeted MuMu politely: “Hello, I’m from the External Communications Department.”

External Communications!

MuMu enthusiastically shook his hand.

“Follow me.” The department member gave the stunned receptionist a strange look and led MuMu away.

They entered a small meeting room.

“Streamer, are you here to accept the endorsement offer?”

MuMu sat down across from him and said carefully: “I need to consider it.”

The department member pushed a document towards MuMu: “This is the contract.”

MuMu didn’t take it and asked: “Can you read it to me?”

“…Read this entire contract aloud?” The department member’s lips twitched. “Are you mocking me?”

“No, I can’t read.”

“You think I’ll believe that? The most famous streamer in the interstellar world is illiterate?” The department member chuckled in disbelief.

MuMu looked away: “I have a few conditions to add to the contract.”

“Okay, tell me, and I’ll consult with my superiors.”

“First, I won’t show my face during filming.”

The department member flipped through the contract, pointing at a clause: “No problem, the contract states that you’ll be using your masked persona. What’s the second condition?”

“I remember your company already has a spokesmermaid…”

“Yes, MuMu. If you’re concerned about sharing the spokesperson role, you can be a brand ambassador.”

“It’s not that I mind.” MuMu hesitated. “I just don’t want to be in any photos or events with that mermaid.”

“Isn’t that the same as minding…?”

The department member leaned back, a strange look on his face: “The masked streamer always seems so caring towards mermaids on camera, but in private, he doesn’t even want to be near one.”

MuMu’s face hardened: “Don’t make assumptions!”

“Sure, sure, I understand.” The department member said dismissively. “I’ll request a separate shoot, and we can Photoshop you together if we need a picture, how about that?”

MuMu nodded: “Third, can someone other than the External Communications Department contact me in the future?”

The department member clicked his tongue: “Streamer, just say you don’t like me, no need for passive-aggressive behavior.”

“Passive-aggressive? Is that a human idiom?” I haven’t learned that one.

For some reason, those words triggered the department member, and he exploded:

“I hate rich and famous internet celebrities like you, the contract offers generous terms, and yet you’re giving me so much trouble, do you want today’s trending topic to be ‘Illiterate Streamer Acts Like a Diva’?”

MuMu, struggling to follow, focused on a key phrase: “Are you envious that I earn a lot of star coins? I can understand…”

Master works in your department, and his benefits aren’t good.

“Bang!”

The department member slammed his hand on the table: “Watch your tone, it’s my company that decides whether to hire you or not!”

MuMu was surprised: “You’re the company owner?”

“Of course not!” The department member tried to maintain his momentum. “Our boss is one of the wealthiest people in the interstellar world, you’re not even qualified to speak with him directly.”

“You have such a bad temper!”

Master’s colleagues in the External Communications Department are like this, no wonder he’s always so cold after work, such an unpleasant work environment.

MuMu’s face hardened: “What does your boss’s greatness have to do with you? You didn’t contribute a single star coin to my endorsement fee, so stop acting so high and mighty!”

MuMu yelled back, almost baring its claws.

It pushed the contract back: “I’m not here to argue, I only have those three conditions, go consult your superiors!”

The meeting had clearly failed, and the department member’s face darkened: “You, you, wait…”

MuMu ignored him and left the meeting room.

It closed its eyes, listening to the surrounding sounds, then headed towards the restroom.

It didn’t notice the tall figure that had appeared at the doorway, its sharp gaze fixed on the person inside.

Nor did it notice the department member’s expression shift from sycophantic to terrified.

…

“I ruined the endorsement…”

MuMu’s anger dissipated. It muttered to itself: “It’s okay, I can still support Master with my livestream earnings.”

It stood before the sink in the restroom, letting the cool water flow over its hands, sighing contentedly.

Even in human form, the touch of water was soothing…

“Isn’t it cold?”

The sudden voice made MuMu jump.

It looked up, its gaze meeting Wen Ming’s through the sunglasses: “I thought you were on a business trip?”

“I came back early.” Wen Ming approached, adjusting the water temperature. “Turn this to change the temperature.”

“Oh!” MuMu imitated him, playing with the faucet.

When it looked back, Wen Ming’s hand was on its waist, his warmth enveloping it.

If MuMu were Wen Ming’s little mermaid, it would have already burrowed into his arms, “awooing” and complaining about being bullied.

But they were strangers now.

MuMu stepped aside, creating some distance: “I know how to adjust the water temperature!”

Wen Ming watched it quietly: “You found the restroom on your own?”

“Yes, I heard the sound of water.” MuMu lifted its chin proudly. “I’m very sensitive to the flow of water!”

Aren’t mermaids amazing?

Wen Ming’s lips curved into a smile: “Very impressive.”

MuMu: OvO

The sunglasses and mask hid most of its face, otherwise, its smug grin would have been impossible to conceal.

Wen Ming patted its head through the baseball cap.

“!” MuMu clutched the hat, dodging his touch.

“You didn’t want me to touch you last time, I’ll keep my distance.” It nodded at Wen Ming and ran out of the restroom.

Memories of the awards ceremony flooded back—

Wen Ming pulled his hand away, his voice cold: “Something you need?”

Wen Ming’s lips tightened, his dark eyes icy, like a sword pointed at his reflection in the mirror.

“Why hasn’t time travel been invented yet?”

He glared at his reflection: “I need to erase that day from existence…”