Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 789 - 20 Tilan Blocked on the Street

After listening to Dominica's performance in the morning, Ailu Kelu grew even fonder of this talented songstress, and so she had her music company sign a contract with Dominica and even sponsored Pamenica to continue her university studies, bringing this matter to a perfect conclusion.

In the afternoon, after having lunch with Ailu Kelu, Tilan stepped out of the small restaurant, planning to go back for an afternoon nap, but this was District 5 of the center, quite a distance from District 1; walking there would be a major waste of time.

Should she take a taxi or maybe ride the supersonic rail train? Tilan looked around at the throngs of people and decided to immerse herself in the local way of life, especially since she had made the effort to disguise herself that day. She only sat with Ailu Kelu for a while in the morning before going back, which now seemed like a bit of a waste.

Since she didn't have classes today, the relatively refreshing streets of the afternoon made her drowsiness dissipate a bit. Occasionally, she lifted her head to observe the various shops and pedestrians under the brim of her hood.

True to the Central Star Domain, there were many people from various species, such as different sub-species of beastmen, elves, humans with various skin tones and hair colors, and more. Compared to other places, there were also an extraordinary number of clothing stores and cosmetic shops, many of which were famous brands.

It occurs to her that it's been a while since she last contacted Deloris.

Unlike her, Deloris was studying in the Flying Feather Star Domain, Efnie in the Twin Trees Star Domain, and other acquaintances, Deklabi and Seraphiel, were also in the Flying Feather Star Domain; Mel had gone to study in the distant Wind Whale Courtyard, and Yilin was in the Emerald Moon Star Domain, very busy with her new semester, having only met twice this month—and she lived in the Central District 3.

Clara chose not to go to university, saying she was not the scholarly type and that her talent was limited. Attending university would mean settling for a low-ranked academy, so she thought it better to focus on her career for now. When she truly reached a bottleneck and needed further education, it wouldn't be too late to attend.

Thinking about her friends' different choices made Tilan somewhat reflective.

As she walked, lost in her memories, a motorcade turned off the main street and descended next to the pedestrian path. Soon, a group of people exited the vehicles, mostly wearing suits and neatly dressed in business attire. Their focus, however, was on the young man with purple hair.

"Haha, yes, this is exactly the kind of environment I've been looking forward to," he began by surveying the surroundings, then his gaze settled on the shops along the street.

"Buy these three shops, knock through the walls to connect them, and establish our new store for 'Huai Shan Zi' here. Given the foot traffic, as long as it's well-managed, there will be no shortage of customers or fame," he said.

He viewed everything around him with a commanding presence.

"Yes, Young Master Milowan," the employees behind him eagerly agreed, all while frantically noting down the young man's words.

"Hehehehe," hearing the chorus of agreement from his entourage, he lifted his chin in satisfaction, feeling his spirits rise as never before.

In terms of background, he was the third young master of the major corporation 'Huai Shan Zi'. He was extremely esteemed, but compared to his two older brothers, who had already taken control of many of the company's business aspects, it was difficult for him, the third in line, to compete.

Ever since he entered the Academy, he had been eager to make a name for himself and build his own business, in order to wrestle some power from his brothers and avoid becoming a marginal figure in his family in the future.

"The materials from 'Huai Shan Zi' are of such high quality and color that they are the top choice for many luxury brands. It's such a pity that we didn't have our own fashion label before and let those clothing companies take away massive profits," he lamented, then proceeded to describe his plan.

"First, we'll make a name for ourselves here, then spread to the vast student population of the Harp's Coronet, and finally, leverage the trendy atmosphere of the Central Star Domain to expand continuously into other neighboring star domains of the federation..." He spoke endlessly about his grand scheme to the people behind him.

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In fact, 'Huai Shan Zi' had tried such a venture previously but only excelled in the production of special fabrics, particularly those in purple tones.

Supplying to other clothing companies was one thing, but if they tried to manage their own brand with a full lineup of purple clothing, it could lead to aesthetic fatigue. And if they incorporated a wide range of other colors, they'd have to buy special fabrics from other companies, which diminished their original advantage. It rather felt like competing against others' strengths with their own weaknesses.

This was why the company's higher-ups knew there was greater profit in having their own clothing brand but still chose to focus on supplying raw fabric materials.

Yet this third young master would not accept this reasoning and still held his enthusiasm or ideals. The present employees could only agree.

"When it comes to promotion, find a songstress to collaborate with; I've heard that there are several songstresses currently in the Academy City," he added another instruction at the moment.

"That..." one of the staff rubbed his forehead, seemingly reluctant to speak.

"What's the matter, can't you speak?" he looked at his subordinate with displeasure.

"It's not that, it's just that songstresses have very high appearance fees, and their demands for collaboration are also very stringent," explained an employee, generally only gigantic corporations could afford the costs of collaborating with a songstress.

"How much exactly?" he persisted, unwilling to let it go.