I started as a spirited young man, and the system made me a male god.

Chen Fei didn't sleep soundly.

He was awakened just as dawn broke by the sunlight streaming through the gaps in the curtains.

I groggily pulled out my phone, squinted at the time, and saw it was just past eight o'clock.

Just as he was about to put his phone away and go back to sleep, a notification sounded in his mind:

[Ding! Current rating of your residence: 90 points, you have received a reward of 500 yuan]

Almost simultaneously, I received a notification on my phone that 500 yuan had been deposited into my account.

Chen Fei rubbed his eyes, looked at the numbers on the screen, and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

[Ding! Successfully triggered "Smiling at Life", received a reward of 200 yuan]

The arrival of 700 yuan dispelled most of Chen Fei's sleepiness.

He sat up, stretched his stiff neck, and then remembered that there were two girls sleeping in the house.

"Go buy them some breakfast; maybe I can even gain some more charm points."

Chen Fei pondered this in his mind; it had almost become an instinctive reaction.

Helping others is helping yourself, so why not do it?

Just as he was about to get up, he remembered something else—to ask for leave for Meng Sixian.

He found the phone number that Yishang Beauty and Song Xingpeng had exchanged and dialed it.

The call was answered quickly, and Song Xingpeng's unusually enthusiastic, even excited, voice came through the receiver: "Oh! Mr. Chen! I was just about to find an opportunity to properly thank you!"

Chen Fei was a little bewildered by this sudden enthusiasm: "Manager Song, thank me? Thank me for what?"

"About what happened at the store yesterday!" Song Xingpeng's voice rose eight octaves. "Last night, someone posted a video of the argument online, and now a lot of people are saying they want to avoid our store."

As he spoke, his tone became increasingly agitated:

"Then we processed the announcement and your recording and sent them out. And guess what? The public opinion reversed completely!"

Many netizens are saying that our store is responsible. Since last night, our phone has been ringing off the hook with appointment calls!

Many people specifically request Meng Sixian for their treatments, but she didn't arrive at the shop early today. I wonder what happened.

"Manager Song, I was just about to tell you this," Chen Fei scratched his head, feeling a bit amused and exasperated. "She got drunk last night and is still resting at my house. I was just thinking of asking for leave for her."

Song Xingpeng on the other end of the phone visibly choked for a moment, his tone becoming somewhat awkward: "Oh? This is really unfortunate, Mr. Chen. Do you think it would be possible for Sixian to come over this afternoon? I'll pay her double wages."

Chen Fei could sense Song Xingpeng's predicament and knew that this was a rare opportunity for Meng Sixian to make money and build a good reputation.

So he readily agreed: "No problem, I'll wake her up before noon and make sure she's at the store in the afternoon."

"Thank you so much! Thank you so much, Mr. Chen!" Song Xingpeng thanked him repeatedly, his tone filled with relief.

After hanging up the phone, he searched on Douyin and Xiaohongshu and found that the situation online was indeed the same as what Song Xingpeng had said.

First, some people criticized him, then Yishang Beauty processed Chen Fei's five-minute recording into a 40-second clip and released it, reversing public opinion.

Many people who have suffered workplace grievances came forward to speak up for Meng Sixian, saying they wanted to help her boost her performance, which caused the topic to suddenly become popular.

Chen Fei was no stranger to this situation.

On short video platforms, netizens' comments are a double-edged sword; if used well, they can often yield unexpected results.

"It's good that I can help her." Chen Fei put down his phone, feeling a little more at ease.

He tiptoed to his feet, walked to the master bedroom door, and quietly peeked inside through a crack.

Lin Jingyi lay on her side on the bed, fast asleep, wrapped tightly in the blanket. It seemed that she was really tired last night, having helped Shen Shaoting back and taken care of Meng Sixian.

Chen Fei gently closed the door without disturbing her.

Then, he walked to the door of the side bedroom and carefully pushed it open. The scene in front of him surprised him.

Meng Sixian was sleeping sprawled out on her back, the blanket having been kicked to the floor.

She lay diagonally across the bed, one of her long, white legs dangling almost completely off the edge. Her sleeping posture was quite unrestrained, a stark contrast to her quiet and well-behaved demeanor during the day.

"I never expected that she would be the most restless sleeper." Chen Fei found it both amusing and a little helpless.

He quietly went inside, picked up the blanket that had fallen to the ground, and gently covered her up again, especially tucking the leg that was hanging outside back under the blanket to prevent her from catching a cold.

Meng Sixian smacked her lips in her sleep, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.

After doing all this, Chen Fei felt relieved and turned to go downstairs to buy breakfast.

The morning air carried a slight chill, and people were already out exercising or returning from grocery shopping in the neighborhood.

As he passed by the supermarket, he was completely unaware of the shop owner's meaningful smile, let alone the wondrous journey his "gift" from the previous night had taken.

After buying breakfast, Chen Fei received a call from the deliveryman informing him that his new phone, which he had bought yesterday, had arrived.

Since it was nearby, I just grabbed it.

Fifteen minutes later, Chen Fei returned to 801, and the room was still quiet.

Chen Fei sat on the sofa, opened the package, took out his phone, and ate breakfast while turning it on.

After we had filled our stomachs, the new phone was almost set up.

As for the original knock-off phone, it became useless after the SIM card was removed and was thrown into a drawer on the table by Chen Fei.

To test whether he could receive text messages normally, he had a thought and brought up the system skill panel.

[Skill: Online Influencer]

Current number of followers: 3142

Withdrawable amount: 31420 yuan

"Withdraw the money," Chen Fei silently thought to himself.

Withdrawal successful! 31420 yuan has been deposited into your bank account.

Looking at the text message on his new phone announcing the huge sum of money deposited into his account, Chen Fei took a deep breath.

Although he spent a lot these past two days, with his previous savings, he now has nearly 60,000 yuan in his account!

We're one step closer to the 100,000 yuan startup capital required for the "Entrepreneurial Journey" task.

Chen Fei suddenly remembered that he was supposed to write a cooperation document for Jiang Che last night, but he was delayed by the bar incident.

Since he had nothing else to do, Chen Fei decided to start writing a document on his phone.

After writing for nearly an hour, a slight noise suddenly came from the door of the side bedroom.

Chen Fei raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

Meng Sixian leaned against the door frame, head bowed, and slowly shuffled out.

She was still wearing the shirt Lin Jingyi had changed her into the night before, the hem of which just covered the top of her thighs, and her long, bare legs looked exceptionally white in the morning light.

She looked dizzy and her eyes were blurry, as if she hadn't fully recovered from her hangover.

She looked up and met Chen Fei's gaze.

Meng Sixian was stunned for a moment, then her eyes slowly widened, and a blush of embarrassment quickly spread across her face, almost instantly reaching her ears.