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

"Oh? So disciplined..."

Jiang Ye drawled out his words, his tone full of doubt: "I don't believe you. Take a picture and let me see? I don't need to take a picture of you in person, I just want to see the running environment to prove you're not lying to me. Oh, and hold up your hand and make the number 9."

"Huh? Show me a 9?"

"Well, if it's convenient, show 9; if not, show 9 first, then 1."

"Uh...it's not inconvenient at all."

Yao Yao didn't understand what the other person meant at all, but she still obediently did as they said.

A few seconds later, I received the photos she sent on WeChat.

The background of the photo is the park entrance at night, with the streetlights casting a dim yellow light. You can see the outlines of exercise equipment and trees in the distance. A fair hand is stretched out in front of the camera, making a standard "9".

Jiang Ye examined it carefully and recognized it as a city park near Wanda Plaza.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief. Thank goodness, it seems he wasn't at work. It was a false alarm, and the Minotaur alarm was off.

After posting the photos, Yao Yao seemed to realize what Jiang Ye meant, and her tone was filled with helplessness and speechlessness:

"Brother Ye... what... what are you thinking?! What do you think I'm doing?! I'm speechless!"

Jiang Ye clicked his tongue, thinking to himself, "Don't you know what I'm thinking?"

Who knows if you're just taking a quick call during a break from "work" to brush off your number one friend?

He didn't want to dwell on the matter and steered the conversation back on track: "Alright, alright, just kidding. By the way, what were you saying about tomorrow's assessment? How much exactly?"

When Yao Yao saw him bring up the assessment again, she had no choice but to suppress her frustration and repeat, "It's tomorrow, and each of us has to complete a turnover target of 1500 yuan... Brother, I know it's not appropriate to tell you this so soon after we met, but the management in the hall is pushing too hard, I really have no other choice..."

Jiang Ye slurped his noodles and mumbled, "Girl, missions today, missions tomorrow, missions the day after tomorrow... I just met you, and this is putting a lot of pressure on me."

"Brother, I know this isn't right..."

Yao Yao's voice trailed off, and she sniffled, sounding a little aggrieved: "But I really only have you left... all the other brothers have been..."

"Stop."

Jiang Ye took a sip of noodle soup and interrupted her, "You just said how much you want tomorrow? 1500?"

Yao Yao was immediately overjoyed. The fact that the person took the initiative to ask for specific numbers meant there was hope!

"Yeah, everyone's task is 1500. But bro, you don't have to do all of it for me. Just do as much as you can, even if it's just a little bit, as long as I don't get zero points, otherwise it'll look really bad..."

"You're quite considerate of me."

Jiang Ye chuckled: "Girl, you're asking for 1500 right off the bat. What do I get in return? Forget about playing games. Professional gaming companions are better than you and cheaper."

Yao Yao was silent for a moment, seemingly taken aback by Jiang Ye's directness, then let out a heavy sigh:

"Bro, our hall is truly pure green... we don't do any of that messy stuff..."

The dark lines that had just disappeared on Jiang Ye's forehead reappeared.

I'm truly impressed!

You're someone who does a special kind of work offline, yet you keep emphasizing "pure green" to me online, treating me like a thief. Are you sick in the head?

Besides, I never intended to mess with you! I just wanted you to be aware of my intentions!

"Who asked you?"

Jiang Ye rolled his eyes in annoyance: "With that 1500, what kind of woman can't I find in real life? Do I need to listen to your whining or have a video call with you to see some snow-white stuff?"

Yao Yao was even more confused, completely unable to follow his train of thought: "Then...brother, what do you mean...?"

"Think about it yourself."

Jiang Ye chuckled and hung up the phone.

There was no other way; he was already risking his life by providing this much feedback, testing the limits. If he continued, the system warning would go off again.

The rest depends on the woman's understanding and sincerity.

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On the other side, next to the city park, Su Ning stared blankly at the voice call that had suddenly ended on her phone.

She had absolutely no idea what that "wild brother" was trying to express.

Since the other party has clearly stated that they didn't intend to do anything sexual, then it probably wasn't. Otherwise, they could have just made their request directly. There are plenty of people doing sexual things in voice chat rooms; if you can't do it yourself, you can just find someone else.

But if he's not after sex or wanting someone to play with him, then what is he after?

There are indeed "sentimental big brothers" between streamers and big brothers who don't engage in lewd activities, aren't clingy, and purely appreciate and support the streamer. However, such relationships usually require a long period of emotional cultivation and the establishment of tacit understanding.

She's only known this guy for less than a day and can't find a starting point at all.

On the contrary, she could even clearly sense a kind of...dislike from the other person's tone?

Although she didn't know where this aversion came from, her intuition was rarely wrong.

Completely bewildered, Su Ning frowned and thought for a long time, but still had no clue. She felt that she couldn't handle this "wild brother" at all.

Left with no other choice, she sent the screen recording of her conversation with Jiang Ye to the hall manager, Zhi Xia.

Zhi Xia has been a voice broadcaster for many years and has maintained close relationships with two "older brothers" (friends who share a deep emotional bond with her). She is experienced and perhaps she can discern something from their voices.

Ten minutes later, Zhixia called. The background noise was a bit noisy, as if she was still in the living room.

"I've listened to the recording. Yao Yao, first you need to decide what type of 'big brother' you think he is?"

Su Ning thought for a moment, then said uncertainly, "Judging the type? I... I can't quite tell. He seems a bit contradictory."

"Didn't we give you a training session before the event started? We covered a few common types. If you feel he's just driven by lust and is a 'pervert,' then just give him empty promises. For example, tell him that if you help him pass the test tomorrow, you can video chat with him or give him some 'benefits.' Once he's used up all his votes, just block him."

"But...he clearly said on the phone that we didn't need to do that?"

"He did say that..."

Zhi Xia analyzed, "But this is the second time he's mentioned the video to you, right? This kind of person is the repressed type; he really wants it, but he has to keep a straight face. If you take the initiative, he'll half-heartedly give in, and you'll get the votes. There are actually quite a few people like this."