Chinese entertainment: There are always young actresses who are interested in me.

When Han Ni woke up, it was already past midnight. He found that there was a blanket covering him, wrapping him up completely.

The night air was cool and the moon and stars were few. He shifted his position, reached for the tea beside him, and drank several mouthfuls in one gulp.

Although the tea had cooled down, it still made his throat and stomach feel a little better.

Just as Han Ni threw back the blanket to go find some cigarettes, Sister Meng's voice suddenly rang out behind him: "You're awake?"

"My God, what are you doing here?" Han Ni was startled and almost rolled off his chair.

"Oh, I couldn't sleep," Sister Meng replied, "so I looked everywhere for you, and then I found you here."

"Did you need something from me?" Han Ni asked curiously.

"I filmed a video last night and posted it on Weibo, but nobody watched it," Sister Meng replied, looking sullen. "The situation is completely different from what Da Xi said; she's lying."

"Where's your phone? Give it to me." Han Ni reached out for his phone.

Sister Meng handed the phone to Han Ni, got up and walked to his side: "What are you going to do? There are a lot of selfies in my phone's photo album, you can't look at them."

"What's wrong with looking? It's not like you'll lose anything. I'm so handsome, you won't lose out." Han Ni was just saying it casually, and naturally he wouldn't actually go through the other person's photo album.

"I'm shy," Sister Meng replied incredulously, adding, "Han Ni, do you know?"

You're not handsome at all, you're just good-looking. So, you're not good enough for me.

"Sister Meng, I feel like either you have a problem with your aesthetic sense, or you have a problem with your taste." Han Ni was too lazy to complain and had already opened Sister Meng's Weibo.

Wow, Sister Meng has over 20,000 followers on Weibo! That's impressive.

"You have quite a few followers, so why isn't anyone commenting or sharing?"

Han Ni looked at the video that Sister Meng posted that evening, and indeed there were very few likes, comments, and shares, almost negligible.

"Yes, yes, I don't understand either." Sister Meng nodded vigorously, expressing her deep agreement: "These fans don't love me at all. I'm so beautiful, are they blind?"

"You bought these fans with your own money, didn't you?" Han Ni saw through the truth at a glance and ruthlessly exposed him.

"Yes, I spent quite a bit of money." Sister Meng nodded without any shame. "The seller said these are all real fans who will continue to support me and interact with me."

"Interact? Did they move?" Han Ni was speechless. "Sister Meng, please don't do anything stupid in the future."

These are all zombie powder, scams to rip you off; they're completely useless.

"What should we do?" Sister Meng didn't know what to do: "How could they lie to me?"

If they really wanted money, I would have just given it to them. Why did they lie to me? So mean, so incredibly mean.

Han Ni hadn't expected that the young Meng Jie would have such an adorable and innocent side, and couldn't help but smile.

He returned the phone to Sister Meng, picked up his own phone, and opened his Weibo account.

Then, I liked and retweeted the Weibo post that Sister Meng made that evening.

"Top-tier real followers, 10,000 for 300 yuan, that's a friend's price." Han Ni put down his phone and said with a smile, "Sister Meng, from now on, for every follower you gain, remember to give me the amount."

"Ten thousand units for three hundred and one? I bought it for one thousand units back then." Sister Meng was dumbfounded.

"You're rich, aren't you? You're a big spender. Who else would they rip off if not you?" Han Ni was speechless. "I feel bad ripping you off because you're so stupid."

I can't guarantee you'll gain more than 100,000 followers by the time you go back to school. That's only 3,000 yuan, a piece of cake for you.

"I'm so angry! Don't they know I'm fierce?" Sister Meng glared, her expression fierce but incredibly cute.

Chatting with Sister Meng was very interesting, but also tiring.

Han Ni and his opponent had no common ground and could only retreat helplessly.

"It's getting late, Sister Meng, you should go back and rest."

"I promise you'll be laughing your head off when you wake up tomorrow." Han Ni said as he got up, "The air outside is getting chilly, I'm going downstairs to rest too."

"Han Ni, wait a minute." Sister Meng suddenly stopped him, walked directly in front of Han Ni, and looked down at him.

"Is there anything else?" Han Ni asked curiously.

"Why don't you want to sign me? I'm so pretty and my acting is so good!" Sister Meng asked, puzzled. "Let me tell you, many film and television companies are willing to sign me."

However, the conditions they offered were very harsh. Therefore, my dad and my sister Qian disagreed.

I'm giving you a chance now: sign with me.

"No, I won't sign you." Han Ni shook his head. "If I sign you now, I'll actually be harming you. Because I don't have the ability or resources to promote you."

"If you don't agree, are you trying to sexually harass me and force me to comply?" Sister Meng seemed to understand something, and looked at Han Ni with disdain: "How could you be so wicked as to use such despicable means?"

I'm telling you, I won't accept unspoken rules.

"I didn't! You're framing me!" Han Ni cried out, "Sister Meng, please don't overthink things!"

"You're not willing to use the sexual harassment tactics on me?" Sister Meng was taken aback, then nodded. "No, I'm so beautiful, why wouldn't you use the sexual harassment tactics on me?"

"Sister Meng, I'm exhausted right now and don't want to talk. You should leave," Han Ni pleaded.

"No, we have to make this clear tonight." Sister Meng shook her head firmly, frowned, and widened her eyes: "Are you afraid, or do you not know how?"

Wait a minute, you don't know anything about unspoken rules, do you?

"Everyone in the entertainment industry knows this, how could you not?"

"I understand." Han Ni gritted his teeth in anger: "You've already said you're unwilling to accept my unspoken rules, so why do you keep bringing this up?"

"I'm unwilling, but you can be willing," Sister Meng replied. "Han Ni, my family is really rich."

"I won't even mention my dad and Sister Qian; I myself own a villa worth over 100 million yuan."

"Sister Meng, what exactly are you trying to say?" Han Ni was almost in tears.

"What I mean is, if you're willing, I can sexually harass you," Sister Meng replied with a very serious expression.

"Don't even think about it, dream on! Ah, impossible!" Han Ni jumped up and loudly objected. Then, he paused for a moment: "Sister Meng, what did you say?"

"Come on, repeat what you just said?"

"I said, I can take advantage of you," Sister Meng replied. "As long as you agree, we can discuss all other conditions."

"May I ask, Sister Meng, is the unspoken rule you're talking about the same one I think of?" Han Ni asked in surprise, looking incredulous. "You're still a young girl, how old are you, and you're already thinking about using unspoken rules against others?"

"It's your fault for not signing with me, for not promoting me. I have no choice but to resort to underhanded tactics." Sister Meng nodded, her tone rational and assertive: "So, you have to agree."

What is all this nonsense? What does it all mean? Han Ni couldn't understand it at all, but he was deeply shocked.