What should I do if my pet loves watching anime?

Over the next two days, Chen Xing became exceptionally busy.

He took annual leave and did not go to work at the arena.

He met with several old friends, some of whom worked at the breeding center, some of whom ran businesses selling berries and Pokémon items, and one of whom was a retired veteran Flying-type trainer.

He used a lot of personal connections and even used part of his family savings as a deposit to initially secure several resources that would be of great help to Gu Beiri at this stage.

A high-speed TM, a batch of high-quality Bug and Electric-type Pokémon supplements, and a short-term intensive training opportunity with the retired Flying-type trainer to improve Scyther's power generation techniques.

The value of these resources far exceeds the paltry profits of an E-level contract.

After making these preparations, Chen Xing dialed Gu Beiri's number again.

...............

Under the shade of trees outside the battle training hall at the Seaside Elf University.

Gu Beiri had just finished his morning classes and was reviewing the latest analysis materials sent by Su Wenya regarding several potential strong opponents in the freshman competition.

The communicator rang, displaying the caller ID as Chen Xing.

"Manager Chen," Gu Beiri answered the call, his tone indifferent.

"Excuse me, Gu."

Chen Xing's voice sounded much calmer than last time, less professionally enthusiastic, and more sincere.

"Regarding the collaboration we mentioned last time, I have some new ideas. I wonder if it would be convenient for you to meet and discuss it?"

It's a teahouse near your school; it won't take up too much of your time.

Gu Beiri checked the time. The afternoon's schedule for Fluffy Sheep and Scyther was acclimatization training, so starting a little later wouldn't be a problem.

"Okay, see you in an hour."

An hour later, in a secluded booth in the tea room.

Chen Xing pushed a condensed proposal document in front of Gu Beiri, and without much small talk, got straight to the point.

"Gu, I underestimated you regarding the E-level contract last time. I apologize."

That's the official standard procedure for the arena, but I don't think it's suitable for you.

Gu Beiri picked up the document and quickly scanned it.

The more I looked, the more a ripple appeared in his calm eyes.

The content of this proposal is completely different from the previously mentioned E-level contract.

Instead of a fixed monthly stipend, there is a substantial, non-repayable potential investment fund.

Instead of empty promises of professional guidance, he listed several specific, valuable, and exactly the resource channels he needed at the moment.

The contract terms are also more flexible, with the core being to bind future business revenue sharing and the intention for in-depth cooperation, rather than restricting his own development choices.

"Manager Chen, this proposal..." Gu Beiri put down the document and looked at Chen Xing.

"This can't be the official contract for the arena, can it?"

"This is my personal proposal."

Chen Xing readily admitted it, leaning slightly forward with a sincere and firm gaze.

"I vouch for this with my reputation and personal resources from my fifteen years of talent scouting experience."

I have faith in your future and am willing to stake everything I have on supporting you until you truly rise to prominence.

"Why?" Gu Beiri asked directly, "According to the arena's procedures, you don't need to take such a big risk."

Chen Xing gave a wry smile and didn't hide anything: "Because following the standard procedures won't get me a contract."

At this point, Chen Xing paused and sat up straight, completely disregarding Gu Beiri as a sixteen-year-old boy.

Also because... I wanted to take a gamble, a gamble that your success could change some things, including my own current situation.

He paused, his voice lowering slightly: "I've seen too many promising newcomers buried by mediocre contracts and short-sighted evaluations."

I admit I misjudged things before, but this time, I believe I won't be wrong, and I don't want to regret it anymore. I don't want to be old and lying in bed reminiscing about what would have happened if I had made changes now.

Gu Beiri, you're different from them. What you need is fuel and support to run at full speed, not crutches to teach you how to walk.

The tea room quieted down, with only soothing background music playing.

Gu Beiri tapped his fingers lightly on the table, deep in thought.

Chen Xing's candor and the sincerity of his proposal exceeded his expectations.

He does need resources, especially high-quality breeding resources, which are often not something that can be bought immediately with money; they require connections and time.

What Chen Xing provided perfectly met his current needs.

The proposal is relatively lenient, mainly tied to commercial interests, and does not interfere with his trainer path and academic research, which gives him a lot of autonomy.

The risk is that accepting Chen Xing's personal investment means being deeply tied to him to some extent, which may lead to pressure from the arena's officials in the future, or being affected if Chen Xing himself encounters problems.

However, weighing the pros and cons, the benefits of this proposal clearly outweigh the risks.

Chen Xing looked at Gu Beiri, who was deep in thought, his palms slightly sweaty. This was the biggest gamble of his career.

Finally, Gu Beiri raised his head and reached out his hand.

"It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Chen Xing."

Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, then a huge joy welled up in his heart, and he quickly reached out and grabbed it.

"It's a pleasure working with you, Gu Beiri... no, Gu Beiri."

The two held hands tightly.

An alliance based on shared interests and a degree of mutual recognition was initially formed at this moment.

As Chen Xing left the teahouse, he handed Gu Beiri an anonymous savings card and a letter of introduction.

"The funds are in there. The letter of introduction is for that senior from the flight department. His surname is Hong. The time and place are in the letter. As for other resources, I will help you connect them one by one."

"Thank you." Gu Beiri put away his things, paused, and then said, "About the arena..."

"I'll handle things with the authorities." Chen Xing regained his capable demeanor, the dejection of a middle-aged man gone, replaced by the professionalism of a seasoned talent scout.

"Focus on preparing for your competition and paper."

They won't bother you in the short term.

As for longer-term official cooperation... once you achieve sufficient results, better terms will naturally come, and I'm confident I can help you secure them.

"And..." Chen Xing said, a little embarrassed.

"I hope you can reach the level of a two-star trainer in a short period of time, as this will make it easier for me to discuss benefits."

Gu Beiri thought for a moment and nodded.

"No problem, leave it to me. In another half month at most, you'll see me on the list of two-star trainers."

"Alright, from today onwards, I will be your manager, Gu Beiri."

"Hello, Uncle Chen."

The two exchanged a smile, and Gu Beiri turned and left.

Watching Gu Beiri's departing figure, Chen Xing breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a weight lifted from his heart, a weight lifted from his shoulders, replaced by a surge of renewed energy.

...............

That night, at Chen Xing's house.

Only a desk lamp was lit in the study, casting a dim light that hid half of Chen Xing's face in shadow.

The phone screen in front of him was lit up, displaying Li Mingze's communication interface.

Outside the window, the city lights gradually come on, and the faint sound of traffic only accentuates the quietness inside.

Chen Xing took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, moved his fingers which were stiff from tension, and pressed the dial button.