Huayu: Starting from an Unemployed Male Model

When Yang Chaoyue saw Wei Jun take out his camera and point it at her, she immediately struck various poses: peace sign, pouting, pigtails... switching between all sorts of poses with incredible ease.

"Does this photo look good on me? If it doesn't, I won't take responsibility." Yang Chaoyue ran over, wanting to see how Wei Jun had taken the photo.

Wei Jun raised his action camera and showed her the video inside: "I shot a video, which is much more interesting than just taking photos."

Yang Chaoyue leaned closer, her right hand unconsciously reaching up to Wei Jun's hand holding the action camera, watching the video inside intently.

Wei Jun looked down at her. This was the first time he had looked at Yang Chaoyue so seriously. She had a small head with pigtails and a lot of hair. Her face was small, fair, and delicate, like a cracked egg. Her skin was in very good condition.

Her eyelashes were long, and they seemed to move slightly with a kind of spirit as she blinked.

Her eyes were large and bright, completely unlike the lifeless and blank stares of urban office workers.

"What kind of camera is this? It's so small and portable, and the pictures are so beautiful." Yang Chaoyue looked up at Wei Jun and noticed that he was sweating. She took out a tissue from her pocket and helped him wipe it.

Wei Jun didn't interrupt her actions; it was a habit of theirs, and something her assistant often did: "InStone action camera, if you like it, I'll send you one later."

"Wow, really? Thank you, boss, you're the most handsome!" Yang Chaoyue hugged Wei Jun tightly, jumping up and down.

"Let go, you almost knocked the camera off." Wei Jun was startled by her sudden hug. How come he never noticed how bold this girl was before?

Yang Chaoyue let go of her hand, showing no embarrassment or anger at being scolded by the boss. She continued to laugh and shamelessly said, "Boss, you're my little follower today. Help me take some beautiful photos."

Wei Jun stuck out a finger and poked her forehead: "You're rebelling against the Heavenly Gang, aren't you? You even dare to call your boss your little follower."

Yang Chaoyue opened her mouth wide, looked up and pretended to bite his little finger. When Wei Jun dodged, she put her hands on her hips and looked at him: "Didn't you say you'd listen to me today?"

"How come I don't know I said those things?" Wei Jun has the entry "Super Beast Brain," which greatly enhances his memory, allowing him to remember everything he has said.

"I don't care, you did say that." Yang Chaoyue stared at Wei Jun with wide eyes, meeting his gaze with the confidence that he really had said those words.

After a few seconds of eye contact, Wei Jun chuckled. Beautiful women really can lie; they don't even blink.

"Okay, I'll be your little follower today." Wei Jun compromised. After all, she had brought him a big business deal, so he might as well spoil her.

"Yay!" Yang Chaoyue made a "V" sign.

The two arrived at the "Sky Tower" drop tower, which had a relatively short queue, probably because it was so high and thrilling.

Yang Chaoyue felt a little scared when she saw the drop tower that was more than 50 meters high. She looked nervously at Wei Jun, who was holding an action camera, and said, "How about we try a different ride?"

"Our fearless Boss Yang is actually scared," Wei Jun said, shoving the camera at Yang Chaoyue's delicate face. "It's a pity we didn't capture you screaming and crying on the roller coaster earlier."

Yang Chaoyue is the kind of person who loves to play but is also afraid.

Yang Chaoyue explained, sticking her neck out: "That drop tower ride isn't fun at all. Look at all those tourists screaming and making a fuss, it's pointless."

"Okay, you're right," Wei Jun's lips curled up beneath his mask, not wanting to expose her lie, and went along with her words, "So, what do you want to do?"

Yang Chaoyue took out the activity brochure handed to her by the ticket checker, looked at it carefully, and her eyes lit up. Pointing to one of the attractions, she said, "How about we ride the carousel?"

"Today you're Boss Yang, so you're in charge."

"Alright, let's go."

Yang Chaoyue skipped and hopped toward her destination. On the way, she passed a food and drink stall and stared at the children inside, or more precisely, at the ice cream in the children's hands. She unconsciously licked her lips and then looked back at Wei Jun.

Wei Jun understood, looked up at the sign, "Aishili Ice Cream," and went inside to check. The freezer was filled with various flavors of ice cream, including strawberry, Oreo, pistachio, mint chocolate, lemon sorbet...

Wei Jun glanced at the prices again. The cheapest was 128 yuan a cup, and the most expensive was 198 yuan a cup. It was Ice Cream Assassin, but he heard the parents of the children next to him say that it was an Italian brand of ice cream.

Wei Jun can only say that Shanghainese people are really not short of money.

Yang Chaoyue followed Wei Jun into the store. When she saw the prices, she immediately clicked her tongue in disbelief. She leaned close to Wei Jun and complained, "It's so expensive. I can't even afford to buy this with my salary of several thousand yuan. Let's leave, we won't eat here."

In 2016, the minimum wage in Shanghai was 2190 yuan. Yang Chaoyue used to work as a waitress, working ten hours a day, earning 19 yuan per hour, with three days off per month, and her monthly salary was about 5,000 yuan.

Yang Chao joined Wei Jun's studio as an assistant with a base salary of 4 yuan, which immediately surpassed 99% of her peers. After all, the average monthly salary for a celebrity assistant is 3500 yuan. Yang Chao's base salary was 4 yuan, and with bonuses, performance bonuses, and various benefits, her salary reached 7 yuan, which immediately improved her quality of life.

Such a salary standard is rare in the Chinese entertainment industry's assistant circle; only the assistants of big-name artists earn more than her.

Yang Chaoyue received this salary because of Yang Hua's appreciation and affection, coupled with Wei Jun's tacit approval.

Her salary has gone up, but she still retains her simple consumption habits. She hesitates and feels uneasy about buying non-essential items, comparing whether they are worth buying.

Wei Jun doesn't have such a simple consumption concept. He will buy whatever he wants without hesitation, especially since his wallet is bulging now.

"It's okay, your boss has plenty of money, eat whatever you want." Wei Jun bought Yang Chaoyue a strawberry ice cream and himself a pistachio ice cream.

Although Yang Chaoyue verbally expressed her disdain, her actions betrayed her true feelings. She happily accepted the gift, licked it, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

The two left the store and ate as they strolled around.

"Oops, my ice cream!" Yang Chaoyue licked it, accidentally breaking off a small piece which fell to the ground. She was annoyed, "Ten yuan gone!"

Wei Jun suppressed a laugh and said reassuringly, "If you still want to eat, then buy it."

Yang Chaoyue refused: "No, no, grilled sausages are much better."

Wei Jun knew that her favorite food was grilled sausage, especially the kind from convenience stores in Shanghai, which she ate almost every time for breakfast.

The next day, the two rode the carousel, the spinning umbrella, went canyon rafting, and enjoyed the bumper cars... and finally watched the live water show "Sky Curtain Water Show".

On the way to the exit, Wei Jun bought her two grilled sausages and a laser sword.

Yang Chaoyue held a grilled sausage in one hand and a laser sword in the other, eating while demonstrating her "sword skills," occasionally shouting: "Rainbow Sword, Rain Flower Sword, Ice Soul Sword... Seven Swords Combined."

Occasionally, he would walk up to Wei Jun, gathering his "sword power," and shout, "Boss, this sword strike of mine is going to be really cool!"

Then, right swing, left block, forward thrust, spinning jump...

Wei Jun recorded the entire process with an action camera.

Back in the car, Yang Chaoyue was unusually serious for once, with a hint of melancholy: "Boss, don't you think people are contradictory? When we were kids, we didn't have money to go to amusement parks, but now that we're grown up, we have money but no time."

Wei Jun smiled and said, "Didn't you go to the amusement park today?"

Yang Chaoyue watched the trees, vehicles, and pedestrians outside the window recede into the distance and smiled happily: "So I'm lucky because I have a boss to play with me and go crazy with me."

"Then next time," Wei Jun wasn't used to this warm atmosphere, so he decided to be mischievous, "if you get me a few more endorsements, I'll play with you a few more times."

Yang Chaoyue scoffed, "Boss, I can hear your scheme back home."

"Haha." Joyful laughter echoed throughout the carriage.

While chatting, Yang Chaoyue suddenly remembered that she wanted to post on her WeChat Moments. She decided to post all the photos of her playing with Wei Jun today to make some people envious, especially the bunch of actresses she met on "Princess Agents" and that sly fox.

After Yang Chaoyue finished sending the message, she chatted with Wei Jun and then fell asleep without realizing it.

A soothing song was playing in the car. Wei Jun turned down the volume, glanced at Yang Chaoyue who was sleeping soundly in the passenger seat, his mouth slightly open, his hands gripping his phone tightly to his chest.

The night breeze drifted in through the window, stirring Yang Chaoyue's beautiful hair, which swayed gracefully from side to side across her forehead.

The car came to a steady stop in front of Yang Chaoyue's dormitory building. Wei Jun did not wake her up. Instead, he got out of the car, gently closed the door, leaned against the car body, and looked up at the starry sky.

Hmm, I'm feeling a bit craving a cigarette.