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Chapter 13 You Don't Need to Feel Inferior After Losing to Me
Ziqi's voice rang out, and Shen Zhaoyi adjusted her facial expression.

zy: [Other? How do you play it?]

Although this wave of spending has already boosted her level to 35, making her a small business owner on So Station.

But considering her newbie status, Ziqi realized that this was a clueless new rich woman.

They're really lucky; someone who's good at spending money managed to get into their hall.

And coincidentally, there was a voice that could move the other person.

Ziqi quickly roused himself, determined to keep the person here, whether for his own sake or for Nightingale's.

"Miss ZY, please come up first and sit in seat number eight."

Position 8?
Is it the last empty queue?
So it wasn't that someone didn't come. Several live streams were empty earlier, and she thought it was because it was too late to get everyone together.

Following Ziqi's instructions, her avatar appeared on the interface, just like everyone else's.

"Miss, look at the bottom right corner of the screen. There's a microphone icon. Just tap it to speak."

This time, Shen Zhaoyi understood; it was just like a game.

After switching to mute mode and noticing the icon change, she tentatively spoke.

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

Ziqi: "Yes, that's right. Your voice is so lovely! It's a good thing we're not in the model club, or we'd feel so inferior!"

"Really? Then you don't need to feel inferior for losing to me."

Shen Zhaoyi laughed and jokingly retorted, then asked what games they could play.

At this time, the others on the microphone also received instructions in the group.

New boss, big spenders, rich.

For them, these labels mean that if they can make people happy, they might be able to make a fortune.

The group took turns going through the microphone queue, and then added the full microphone test that Shen Zhaoyi had done at the beginning.

To be fair, these people are quite capable to make a living in voice chat rooms.

Each of them, taken individually, is the kind of online dating that can make a lot of money.

"Miss ZY, this confetti is all microphone, are you listening to music, or do you want to do something else?"

"Let's talk about something else. You already let me come up here, so tell me what's available to play first."

Shen Zhaoyi leaned against the headboard, listening to Ziqi enthusiastically introducing the games: riddles, interactive PKs, spinning wheel commands, rapid-fire questions and answers...

It feels like a hodgepodge of drinking culture has been gathered here.

These games all require a strong sense of participation, and although she can't sleep right now, she doesn't have much energy left.

"Let's sing instead. I'm a bit tired. Let's do it another day."

Ziqi gleaned the key point from her words.

Another day.

In other words, the small business owner will come again.

Then don't worry.

As the first microphone user, he spoke first, and even in the middle of the night, his voice remained very steady.

Next up was the nightingale, who sang "When the Grapes Are Ripe".

Every song was tailored to Shen Zhaoyi's preferences. She even felt that she would be willing to keep playing them even if they weren't good-looking.

With such outstanding performances preceding her, she barely paid attention to the singing of the other hosts who followed.

Time quietly slipped to three o'clock, and the schedules of the people on the microphone were about to end.

After learning that they were about to leave work, Shen Zhaoyi played two more rounds of "Meteor Shower" on Quanmai to thank them for spending the second half of the game with her alone.

[Ziqi: Is this an after-get off work allowance? Miss ZY is so beautiful and kind!]

[Gaga: Delicious! Delicious! This whole wheat is so fragrant!]

[A-Yue: Sister, will you come again tomorrow? Will you still miss us?]

[Nightingale: Thank you for the gift, may the meteor shower accompany you and me to sleep soundly.]

Seeing Nightingale's speech, which was clearly different from the others, Shen Zhaoyi felt that he must be a very gentle person in private, just like the feeling when he sings.

After clicking on the profile picture and following, I went back and followed the talkative and meticulous host, Ziqi, as well.

After leaving the voice chat room, still wanting more, the entire bedroom suddenly fell silent.

She still wasn't very sleepy. Influenced by Nightingale, she opened her music app, selected several soothing old Cantonese songs, and adjusted the room lights to ambient mode.

In this deliberately created feeling, my eyelids gradually grew heavy...

Shen Zhaoyi, who had already fallen asleep, was unaware that her name was being repeatedly mentioned in Victoria's chat group.

Changfeng: @Nightingale, you really need to hold onto this new boss, don't scare him away again.

A-Yue: Exactly, exactly. If all else fails, we'll help you talk to them, but don't let it slip.

Xiao Che: What? Nightingale has a new boss again? I hate it! It's the same Wen Qing, how come he always has such good luck!
nightingale:……

Jiajia: Luck is only part of it. I'm really worried that Brother Ye won't be able to seize the opportunity this time...

A-Yue: We must seize this opportunity. I have a feeling that his wealth can ensure our whole family will not go hungry!
nightingale:……

Sitting in front of the computer, Su Ye didn't know how to answer his friends' expectations.

Seemingly sensing his predicament, Ziqi, who had been spying on the chat, exited the group chat interface and opened a chat window with him.

Dude, don't take those things too seriously. Talk to them if you can, but there are plenty of other new bosses out there. Don't waste your time.

It's okay, I know they all mean well.

After swallowing the last sip of wine, Su Ye opened so's backend and found that zy had already followed him.

After much deliberation, I decided to return to Guan.

Then I sent the other party two private messages.

After finishing these tasks, he got up to wash up, set his alarm for nine o'clock in the morning, and then went to bed.

……

Without being disturbed by an alarm clock, Shen Zhaoyi slept straight until noon.

After opening her eyes, she lazily turned over and habitually took out her phone. When the screen lit up, she saw that Han Ziyang had sent several messages.

Good morning, sister~

【Are you still awake? 】

The new sweet and sour pork ribs in the cafeteria are absolutely delicious!

It also included a picture.

Shen Zhaoyi rubbed her eyes. [Shouldn't juniors be quite free? Why are they getting up so early every day?]

My eyes fell on the glistening pork ribs, and my appetite was instantly awakened.

Seeing that Han Ziyang had not replied yet, she got up and went to wash up first.

While brushing her teeth, Shen Zhaoyi looked at her messy hair in the mirror and couldn't help but feel disgusted.

After quitting my job, I've been spending all my time on my phone, working day and night. This lifestyle is just too decadent.

However, before she could even finish complaining, after wiping away the water droplets, she ordered two takeout meals for herself, adding fuel to the fire of her unhealthy lifestyle.

Logically speaking, with current conditions, hiring a nanny to take care of three meals a day shouldn't be a problem.

However, Shen Zhaoyi is a very territorial person, and the thought of a stranger coming to her home makes her feel very uncomfortable.

If it's unhealthy, it's unhealthy.

You can't have your cake and eat it too; when you have money, you naturally have to give up some things.

She comforted herself, then went to the living room and opened all the curtains. The sunlight brought a good mood for the new day.

My phone vibrated twice.

Our major is quite demanding, and we also have to prepare for the postgraduate entrance exam, but things will be a bit easier next week!

[Did your sister just wake up? Is she ready to eat? I'm about to start my live stream, can you watch and eat at the same time?]

Shen Zhaoyi's sweet little darling is back online, even anticipating her mealtime. She smiled and replied with a "okay," then switched to Douyin (TikTok).

After binding her account to the system, she cleared her previous following list and now only has three people added to her account.

At this moment, only Yangzai's profile picture is showing that the broadcast has started.

As for the other two.

Shen Zhaoyi felt like an emperor at this moment. The new concubine had just entered the palace and was enjoying the emperor's favor, while the old concubines had been forgotten by her.

It seems I need to find some time to visit another palace.

(End of this chapter)