A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

The hot pot restaurant is not far away, and the decoration is a trendy Chinese style. Although it was already past 11 o'clock, there were still quite a few customers.

After parking the car, the two walked into the store one after the other.

The waiter greeted her warmly. Ye Cheng gave her phone number at the front desk to verify her voucher, and was then led to a booth by the window.

We chose a half-and-half hot pot, with the red oil bubbling and the mushrooms having a mild flavor.

Soon, several plates of freshly sliced ​​beef and mutton, tripe, and beef aorta, along with a pile of side dishes such as green vegetables, tofu, and wide rice noodles, filled the table.

Jiang Ye was indeed hungry. After the pot boiled, he immediately put half a plate of fatty beef into it, staring at the bubbling red oil, waiting for the meat slices to change color.

Ye Cheng wasn't in such a hurry. She poured herself a free glass of orange juice, sipped it slowly, and looked at his starving look, a slight smile playing on her lips.

The meat slices were cooked. Jiang Ye picked up a piece with his chopsticks, rolled it in the oil sauce, and put it in his mouth, letting out a satisfied sigh.

As if he had just remembered something, he casually asked, "By the way, we've been chatting for so long, and I still don't know your name?"

Ye Cheng picked up the orange juice, took another sip, and casually uttered two words: "Liu Ke."

"..."

Jiang Ye stopped chewing abruptly, slowly raised his head, and expressionlessly extended his right hand, palm open, offering it to her:

"I don't believe you. Show me your ID card."

"puff--"

Ye Cheng couldn't hold back her mouthful of orange juice and spat it out. Fortunately, she turned her head in time and didn't spill it on the food on the table.

She coughed and pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, looking at Jiang Ye with a wry smile: "Cough cough... Dude, are you... checking my background? Okay, okay, I give up. Actually, my name is Zhao Min."

Jiang Ye's back teeth were practically grinding to powder. Instead of retracting his outstretched palm, he extended it further forward, his tone becoming more forceful:

"ID card!"

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Cheng pursed her lips, pulled out a tissue, and slowly wiped her fingers: "We're all people of the martial world, who uses their real name when they're out and about? A simple name is enough, isn't it?"

Seeing that Jiang Ye's hand was still stubbornly outstretched, as if he wouldn't give up until he got what he wanted, she sighed helplessly, crumpled the tissue into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

"Fine, fine, I give up. My name is Ye Cheng, Ye as in leaf, Cheng as in orange. Satisfied now? Do you want me to go back and get your ID to verify your identity?"

Jiang Ye snorted, satisfied, and withdrew his hand, picking up a few pieces of tofu and putting them into the clear broth pot: "Why didn't you say so earlier? Stop dawdling."

Ye Cheng chewed on some meat while looking at him with interest: "And what about you? What's your name? I can't keep calling you 'Feed' or 'Dude,' can I?"

"Zhang Wei".

Ye Cheng: "..."

Jiang Ye: "..."

The two stared at each other for two seconds in a stalemate, then Jiang Ye sighed: "Alright, Jiang Ye, Jiang as in river, Ye as in wild. You can just call me good brother."

"What kind of good brother are you? You're just trying to take advantage of me, aren't you?"

Ye Cheng rolled her eyes and wrinkled her nose in disgust: "You don't even look as old as me. How old are you?"

"22." Jiang Ye scooped up a spoonful of shrimp paste and divided it into the two bowls.

"What a coincidence, I'm also 22."

Ye Cheng raised an eyebrow: "What month were you born in?"

Jiang Ye looked up at her, his expression unchanged and his heart unmoved: "I was born on January 1st, at 00:01. What about you?"

"..."

Ye Cheng clenched her fist, deciding not to argue with him about this, and picked up her chopsticks to focus on showing off the meat: "Eat, eat, I'm starving!"

The two temporarily ceased their fighting and each focused on the food in their bowls.

Jiang Ye was truly starving and buried himself in his work.

Ye Cheng ate in a more refined manner, but her speed was by no means slow.

After eating for a while, she seemed to remember something and gently kicked Jiang Ye's calf under the table.

Jiang Ye looked up, still chewing on tripe, and asked, "What?"

"Sigh, Jiang Ye..."

Ye Cheng lowered her voice slightly, her eyes sparkling: "What do you think of what I mentioned in the car earlier?"

Jiang Ye didn't react for a moment: "What's wrong?"

"that is......"

Ye Cheng blinked: "I'll sell you a pair of socks every day, and you give me four... um, two hundred is fine! Long-term cooperation, mutual benefit and win-win! How about it?"

Jiang Ye frowned, and subconsciously began to consider the feasibility of this matter.

If I can consistently get socks from her, all at the same price of around 40 yuan per pair as today, I'll get a 400 yuan rebate per pair. After deducting the amount I give to this woman, I'll still have 200 yuan left. That's 2000 yuan in ten days, and 6000 yuan in a month...

It seems...not bad? It's a stable source of income.

Although the method was a bit perverse, it was all for the money...

He had barely begun to figure it out when a system warning immediately sounded in his mind:

[Ding! The host has been detected to have intentions to engage in illegal transactions. Such behavior will not trigger the cashback mechanism. Please take precautions to avoid such activities.]

The little flame that had just ignited in Jiang Ye's heart was extinguished in an instant.

Sure enough, the system wasn't so easy to fool.

He immediately lost interest and waved his hand, "No interest, no way."

"Not interested?"

Ye Cheng was taken aback, not expecting him to refuse so decisively: "Huh? I saw you were quite happy when you got the socks in the car just now, why did you suddenly lose interest?"

As she spoke, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and looked Jiang Ye up and down suspiciously, her eyes becoming strange:

"It can't be... When I went upstairs to change, you took those two socks and... did something weird. Have you calmed down now?"

Just then, a waiter carrying a tray passed by and clearly heard the second half of Ye Cheng's sentence. He turned around abruptly and looked at Jiang Ye with a complex expression of extreme shock, mixed with sympathy and understanding.

Jiang Ye was completely engulfed by black lines.

He rubbed his forehead speechlessly, feeling his temples throbbing: "Ye Cheng, I solemnly declare that I really don't have that kind of fetish! I'm just... just..."

He was speechless for a moment, unsure how to explain the joy he felt when he saw the cashback credited to his account.

Ye Cheng, biting into a piece of lotus root, blinked and continued the conversation: "You just have a crush on me?"

Jiang Ye paused, almost dropping the sliced ​​beef he had picked up back into the pot.

Seeing his choked expression, Ye Cheng smiled smugly, with an expression that said, "I saw right through you."

"What are you being shy about? Daring to rent a car to pick up girls at the school gate shows you're inherently a slut, with both the desire and the guts. Although... hehehe~~"

She laughed and popped a piece of tofu into her mouth, only to be burned and blow on it repeatedly before she recovered.

"Although you didn't succeed, that only means you had a stupid method and bad luck. We can't deny your inherent sassiness."

Jiang Ye: "..."

He looked at Ye Cheng speechlessly: "I just noticed that your mouth is like this..."

"What is this?"

Ye Cheng interrupted him, then tried to pick up a piece of tofu. This time, she learned her lesson and blew on it for a while first.

"You want to say I have a sharp tongue? The day you actually catch up with me, all you'll say is, 'Honey, you're really good with words,' believe me?"

"Clang!" Jiang Ye's chopsticks fell directly onto the table.

What the hell!

Is this woman driving?! And the car wheel almost ran over my face!

What exactly is her background? One minute she's a drunkard, the next a college girl, then a nightclub slicker, and then she suddenly transforms into a seasoned pro?