Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

Early in the morning.

Yu Le was awakened by a series of camera shutter sounds.

"Click, click, click."

The frequency is so high that it's comparable to paparazzi secretly filming a scene.

He struggled to open his eyelids, and a magnified pretty face was hanging above him, the lens of the digital camera in his hand almost shoving into his nostril.

"What are you doing so early in the morning?" Yu Le raised his hand to block the camera, his voice still hoarse from sleep.

Liu Qianqian chuckled, put away her camera, and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed to check on her recent gains.

"Mr. Shareholder, this is what you don't understand. The fans said they wanted to see a makeup-free photo of the 'Universe's Most Handsome Guy' after he wakes up. That's called spoiling your fans."

Yu Le turned over, rolled up the blanket, and left the newly popular internet celebrity with only a cold, indifferent back of her head.

"Pampering your fans? I think you're just trying to lose them. Besides, I've never worn makeup! Move your big face away, you're blocking my absorption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"Who's being arrogant?! You're the arrogant one! Tch, you stingy bastard."

Liu Qianqian pursed her lips, her fingers flying across the camera buttons as she muttered to herself.

"I'll post an update soon! The title will be... 'Shocking! Real footage of a narcissist who claims to be the most handsome man in the universe, but is actually like this in private?'"

Yu Le suddenly sat up and snatched the camera away.

Good heavens! This girl has only been here one night, how come she has mastered the essence of UC Shocking News so perfectly?

The internet is indeed a big dye vat; pure white flowers go in, and what comes out are all black-hearted cotton.

.......

Over the next few days, Liu Qianqian became completely fascinated by the feeling of being an "internet celebrity".

"Mom! Do that vegetable-chopping motion again! The lighting wasn't good enough to capture the 'good wife and mother' vibe!"

Liu Xiaoli's exasperated voice came from the kitchen: "Qianqian, stop fooling around, the oil in the pan is about to catch fire!"

"Uncle Yu! Go stand on the balcony! Strike a melancholy pose, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, preferably with a cigarette in your hand... Oh right, no smoking at home! Then grab a cucumber!"

Yu Le was lounging on the sofa watching TV, and didn't even lift his eyelids when he heard this.

"No way. How about we settle the appearance fee? And besides, trying to act all high and mighty with a cucumber? Do you think I'm an idiot, or your fans are?"

Undeterred, Liu Qianqian ran around the house with her camera, not even sparing the nearly dead money tree, managing to capture a poignant sense of "glory in death."

Sina Blog's data has been soaring.

In an era where entertainment is relatively scarce, Liu Yifei's account is like a mudslide, carving out a bloody path with her good looks and quirky captions.

The comment section was full of eager fans of the looks and people who wanted to have some fun.

[This blogger's mental state is hilarious!]

[Ten thousand people petitioned for the Empress Dowager to debut!]

[Just post more pictures of beautiful women; that eunuch chief doesn't need to come out and try to get screen time, he's not familiar with him!]

Looking at the chaotic comments section, Yu Le could only sigh: "They're just bored."

Holidays are always as short as Pigsy eating ginseng fruit; they're gone before you can even taste them.

After the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, everyone went back to their own homes and to their own mothers.

Liu Xiaoli got up early in the morning, put on delicate light makeup, and changed into a smart business suit.

"I'm going to the troupe for a performance."

As she put on her high heels, she adjusted her collar in front of the mirror, her tone conveying a sense of decisiveness and efficiency.

Yu Le leaned against the door frame, holding a cup of hot milk in her hand, and handed it over.

"Working this hard? It's only the eighth day of the lunar new year; even the God of Wealth hasn't come to work yet."

Liu Xiaoli took the milk, took a sip, and left a faint lip print on the rim of the cup.

"There's no way around it, the troupe is pressuring us. And..." She paused, her gaze sweeping over Yu Le's face, "I can't just stay at home like a couch potato all the time, someone will look down on me."

Yu Le raised an eyebrow and reached out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"Dislike? I'd love to spoil you so you'll be dependent on me from now on."

Liu Xiaoli glared at him reproachfully, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"Stop being so cheeky. You guys take care of lunch yourselves, I'll try to be back early tonight."

After saying that, she picked up her bag and walked out the door in her high heels.

The door closed.

The room was instantly half empty.

Yu Le sighed and turned to look at Liu Qianqian, who was still slumped on the sofa.

"Alright, get up. Hurry up and pack your things, we're sending you to be tortured."

Liu Qianqian froze, then let out a bloodcurdling scream.

"No way! That vocal coach is so mean! Last time she said my singing sounded like a duck quacking!"

"That's just them being polite."

Yu Le mercilessly added insult to injury by throwing the down jacket at her head.

"Hurry up. If you don't want to be a gigolo, then train to be a lark. Otherwise, when you hold a concert, the audience will be throwing rotten eggs at you. Just imagine the scene."

After sending Liu Qianqian into the vocal music teacher's training class like she was a plague god, Yu Le felt that the air was much fresher.

Finally, there was peace and quiet.

Although he said he wanted to spoil Liu Xiaoli, he knew in his heart that the woman was proud to the core.

Making her spend all her time around the stove is a waste of her talents.

Since she wants to fly, then let her fly.

When you get tired of flying, you always have to come back to rest.

As for himself...

It's time to get down to business.

He got out of the taxi, and the ten-minute ride cost him twenty dollars.

Yu Le was wondering if he should buy a car.

But we still have three or four hundred thousand yuan left, which is all start-up capital. We need to use our resources wisely, and we'll have to postpone buying consumables like cars.

In front of me is an office building called "Jinxiu Tiandi".

The building has a grand name, but it's actually an old building built in the 1990s. The exterior walls are still a bit mottled, giving it a sense of vicissitude.

But its advantage lies in its good location, not far from the Beijing Film Academy, and the rent is cheap.

As soon as Yu Le entered the lobby, a young man wearing an inexpensive suit and with slicked-back hair came to greet him.

"Hey bro! Looking to come look at apartments? I'm Wang, the top real estate agent in this area. Just call me Wang'er!"

Xiao Wang was incredibly enthusiastic, his smile so bright it made his wrinkles appear.

Yu Le glanced at him but didn't say anything.

"I need a small one, around 50 square meters, big enough to register a company, with good natural light. Don't give me one that's shady, it's easy for mushrooms to grow there."

"Alright! Bro, your requirements are so clear! Come with me, there's a newly vacated apartment here, with excellent feng shui!"

We arrived at the twelfth floor.

Xiao Wang took out his key, opened a door, and gestured "please" to the side.

"Brother, look at this place! It faces south, with auspicious energy coming from the east! The previous tenant was an internet tycoon who made a fortune before moving away. This is a treasure trove!"

Yu Le went inside and took a look around.

The room was empty, some of the paint was peeling off the walls, and there were still traces of double-sided tape left by the previous tenant on the floor.

The sunlight streamed in through the dirty glass window, making it quite bright.

"treasure bowl?"

Yu Le walked to the window, wiped some dust on the windowsill, and looked at Xiao Wang with a half-smile.

"If it's a treasure trove, why don't you rent it yourself and make a fortune?"

Xiao Wang's smile froze for a moment, then quickly returned to his professional fake smile.

"Hey bro, you're kidding. I'm just an employee, I don't have that kind of luck. Fortune depends on the person, but you have a full forehead, you look like you're destined to be a big boss!"

That was a really good flattery.

Yu Le didn't call him out on it. She walked to her desk and tapped the surface with her fingers.

"Alright, enough with the formalities. I want this place. But..."

"Rent is payable quarterly, with a deposit of one month's rent and three months' rent paid upfront. Please give me a one-month rent-free period so I can renovate."

Xiao Wang's eyes darted around, and he immediately put on a pained expression: "Brother, this..."

"Stop acting. Don't you know how vacant this building is? The longer you rent it out, the more money you make." Yu Le interrupted the spellcasting directly.

Xiao Wang paused for a moment, then grinned and gave a thumbs up: "Brother, you're the expert! Okay, we'll do it your way!"