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The man waved, "Oh, don't be shy. I think you're pretty good-looking, just your clothes are a bit unfashionable. Shall I buy you some new clothes?"

Chang Xi held a fountain pen in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

"Yes, my soil is for burying you."

The man's smile froze. "Why are you so defensive? Girls should be gentler and more considerate."

"Yes, I'm not as young as you," Chang Xi said softly, holding the pen. "Even when I sit down in jeans, I'm bigger than you."

"You!" The man stood up, pointed at her nose, and cursed, "How could God have created a woman like you, so vicious?"

"I'll send you to heaven right now and ask them!"

Chang Xi snapped the pen in half with one hand, and the two pieces smashed into the man's face, smearing him with ink.

Wow, such violent scenes, I love them.

That pen met a terrible end.

Why did you, you little rascal, provoke her? Don't you know she tore apart evil spirits with her bare hands before?

Chang Xi stopped, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Cool.

Indeed, one shouldn't be too moral.

"Don't be angry, we're recording a show," Hao Ren reminded him.

Chang Xi turned around, revealing a mysterious smile, "If the next one is another oddball like this, Director, I'll kick your head like a ball."

Hao Ren gasped. "Quick, quick, give her a normal guest."

It's normal, but not exactly normal.

Chang Xi covered her eyes, feeling exhausted, both mentally and physically. Why did her eyes always seem to see things she shouldn't?

[Chang Xi has a headache?]

It feels like my eyes hurt.

Are you okay?

Hao Ren nudged her arm. "Anyone you like?"

Chang Xi didn't even look up. "Making money is hard, and getting by is tough."

"Hey, use polite language," Hao Ren said.

[It's said that Changxi's eyes can see things that others can't. Could it be that he saw the filth on those people?]

She felt like she was going blind.

Suddenly I realize that ordinary eyes aren't so bad after all.

"Hello, My beauty, where are you from?"

Chang Xi looked up, his face lighting up with delight. "Little Cannonball, you can even speak some foreign languages."

Huo Huai'an was only as tall as the table, with his eyes peeking out from the surface, darting around.

He stretched out his arms. "Butler, carry me to the stool."

housekeeper?

Hao Ren pointed to himself, "Me?"

"Of course, do you expect the lady to do it?" Huo Huai'an said matter-of-factly.

"Alright, young master," Hao Ren said, having children of his own, finding Huo Huai'an's arrogance endearing.

"Thanks."

They will also say thank you.

"Director," Chang Xi pointed to Huo Dongjun and his nephew, "aren't these two male guests? My mission is accomplished."

Hao Ren objected, "Huo Huai'an is only five years old, which doesn't meet our requirements for male guests."

Chang Xi immediately stopped him, "Hey, director, I don't like what you're saying. What did our little cannonball CEO do to you? There's no age limit in the job posting."

[So, you look down on our little cannonball boss?]

[Man, you've successfully caught my attention. (Little cannonball stares.)]

Huo Huai'an crossed his arms, put his feet on the stool, and commanded, "Man, I order you to hire me right now."

[A domineering CEO aggressively seeking employment—it's hilarious!]

Hao Ren turned to Huo Dongjun and advised, "Mr. Huo, Huai'an is too small. Although we're using the guise of a travel variety show, the main focus is still on romance. This isn't suitable for the kid."

Huo Dongjun didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "The production team didn't say that kids can't come to dating shows. Anyway, no one would be interested in his little bullet-like appearance, so let him have some fun."

"Children only get half price, isn't that cheap?"

"Uncle!" Huo Huai'an protested, "Who do you think is cheaper? I can easily make millions!"

"The two days I accompanied you to this show are something you could never afford to pay for in your entire life."

Chang Xi looked up curiously and asked, "You're so expensive?"

He's being talked about like someone who's gone into business and started a business.

[The domineering CEO is transformed into a handsome duck?]

[Little cannonball, you can talk.]

Huo Dongjun laughed angrily, "Huo Huai'an, I think you need to have a minor surgery."

"Uncle, I'm not sick! Why do I need surgery?" Huo Huai'an had never had surgery before, and his eyes were full of curiosity. "What kind of surgery is it?"

"Craniotomy."

"Help! Uncle is killing his nephew!" Huo Huai'an jumped off the stool and rushed into the crowd of staff, thinking that Huo Dongjun would not be able to see him.

[Huo Huai'an: Have you ever risked your lives for your heads?]

Only after sending Huo Huai'an away did Huo Dongjun lower his head.

Chang Xi immediately covered his head, looking just like Tom the cat.

"If you open his head, you can't open mine, right?"

Huo Dongjun chuckled, "I wouldn't dare, Master Chang."

Why do I feel like you're spoiling me a bit?

Perhaps Huo Dongjun is just easier to talk to?

I always thought domineering CEOs were just characters from TV shows and novels, the kind of people who were unapproachable.

I love it!

"Mom, I've fallen in love."

"What do we do next?" Chang Xi turned to look at Hao Ren, trying to calm his restless heart.

Hao Ren said, "Let's see how things are going with Lu Wenli."

Lu Wenli is almost going crazy.

"Hey handsome young man, don't you think I'm pretty?" The woman in her fifties tossed out several cigarettes.

Lu Wenli took a deep breath.

This is a work-related injury; you absolutely must report it as a workers' injury!

I'm sorry, Little Deer, I really didn't want to laugh, but I couldn't stop myself from smiling.

"Auntie," Lu Wenli asked, "at your age, you're still recording variety shows? Do your family members know?"

"Yes, I know. My husband is very supportive of me going out to work."

Lu Wenli: Why doesn't he quite understand what I'm saying?

"You have a husband? You're not against marriage, are you?"

"Oh my, she's very family-oriented, her son is already married," the middle-aged woman said, draping her strong arm over Lu Wenli. "Handsome young man, I think we're a good match, we could be a couple."

"Oh my!" Lu Wenli grimaced, his hands flailing about. "I actually think we're quite a good match."

The middle-aged woman stood up with a look of disgust. "Such a handsome young man, and he turns out to be mentally challenged. Oh well, we're suddenly not a good match."

"Auntie, Auntie!" Lu Wenli stretched out Er Kang's hand, but didn't move an inch.

[Little deer, have you really evolved to the point of being shameless?]

[Unbearable to watch, but he's got a knack for playing idiots.]

Lu Wenli looked at Assistant Director Gao, "Assistant Director, how many is this? If the next guest is acting strangely, I'll..."

"So you're just like your master, beating us up?"

"Huh? You can do it like that?" Lu Wenli seemed to have discovered a new world, and he was eager to try it out.

Gao Ren shrank back.

What was he originally going to say?

[Anyway, he didn't intend to resolve the issue with force; the assistant director provided him with a good idea.]

Fearing he would really get beaten up, Gao Ren shouted, "Quick, quick! Give it to the female guest!"

Get it done.

Lu Wenli swaggered into the hotel.

Chang Xi had been enjoying himself for a while. The three of them, dressed in matching floral shorts and T-shirts, were lying on the hotel lounge chairs, each with a chilled drink in hand.