He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

He rushed over to protect me, took a punch first, and single-handedly knocked down seven people. He told me to call the police, he kept video evidence, he wouldn't let me forgive him, he talked about Su Dongpo, and his humor.

There were also subsequent events involving Hu Weimin hosting dinners, giving gifts, apologizing, and recordings.

She felt that everything was going according to his plan.

Even's heart pounded for a moment, filled with mixed feelings—shock, gratitude, admiration, and a strange, indescribable emotion.

Good heavens, is this Yang Jiulang still the same weakling who didn't even dare to raise his head when I pointed my finger at him and cursed him?

If Yang Jiulang had a better image, then... well, oh dear~

Lost in thought, Even realized that she wasn't dressed yet when she came to her senses, and the bathwater that should have been dried was still wet.

【Thank you so much, Mr. Yang.】A message that was revised over and over again was finally condensed into seven characters.

Yang Jiulang smiled slightly as he read the message.

【Ding! 】

Even's favorability +10, current score 65.

Yang Jiulang was overjoyed. He knew that 60-80 points meant he secretly liked her.

Imagine this: the female demon who was pointing her finger at you and verbally abusing you every day just a few days ago, now secretly likes you.

Most importantly, this female demon has a stunningly beautiful face and a near-perfect, well-proportioned figure.

Can you bear this?

At this point, the system issued another reminder.

[Even's favorability has exceeded 60 points, triggering a key milestone reward. This reward is: Image Enhancement]

[Skill Description: The system will continuously and automatically correct and improve the host's image over seven days, fixing flaws, improving temperament, and enhancing charm without altering the underlying structure.]

Yang Jiulang was stunned.

Then, he felt a slight tingling sensation on his scalp, as if countless fine needles were gently pricking it.

Immediately afterwards, the joints in his back tightened slightly, and he had to straighten his back to make himself more comfortable.

His eyes were a little sore, so he quickly took off his glasses and gently rubbed them.

"Holy crap, this...this...this...hahahahahaha..."

Yang Jiulang lay down, staring at the ceiling, feeling the changes in his body, his mouth stretching to his ears.

Heavens above, earth below, this system is so incredibly thoughtful!

He rolled over, buried his face in the pillow, and grinned like a fool...

The next morning, Yang Jiulang was woken up by his alarm clock.

He walked into the bathroom in a daze and brushed his teeth and washed his face.

The moment he looked up at himself in the mirror, he froze.

The person in the mirror is still him, but not quite like him.

His back straightened up a bit, and he grew at least two centimeters taller.

Her previously sparse hair seemed much thicker, and her hairline hadn't receded as much. Her facial skin was no longer a pale, weak, lifeless belly, but had a healthy glow. The dark circles under her eyes had faded, and her eyes looked brighter.

Yang Jiulang touched the mirror, unable to believe his eyes.

"This...this is me?"

He pinched his cheek; it hurt.

It's not a dream.

He smiled at himself in the mirror, a bright and sunny smile.

My phone rang; it was a message from our three-person group chat.

Hou Qinqin: [Uncle! Good morning! [Image]]

It's another group photo, this time showing the two of them just after waking up. Their hair is messy, but their smiles are sweet.

Lee Hyori: [Yang-hyung, we're going for an interview today, wish us luck!]

Yang Jiulang sent each person a 200 yuan red envelope and replied: 【Keep it up, looking forward to your good news!】

[Ding! Good morning, host!]

Her sweet, coquettish voice was as beautiful as heavenly music at that moment.

"Good morning, Tingting," Yang Jiulang said loudly.

There was a moment of silence before they started working.

[Host has invested 400 yuan! Triggering a 20x return!]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a rebate of 8000 yuan!]

Mobile SMS notifications are synchronized.

[Bank XX: A deposit of 8000.00 yuan has been received into your bank card ending in 8866. Current balance: 84450.00 yuan.]

The sun rose, and sunlight streamed through the window, falling on his face.

It's another beautiful day.

In November, the morning air in Dongguan is damp and cool. The banyan trees along the roadside have their aerial roots hanging down, and the words "Recruiting" are painted in big red on the factory walls.

Yang Jiulang, with a cigarette dangling from his lips and his hands in his pockets, strolled slowly along the sidewalk.

As he passed the breakfast stall, the auntie glanced at him and called out with a smile, "Handsome boy, you look much more energetic today! Going on a date?"

Yang Jiulang smiled, tossed his head casually, and ordered a plate of egg and meat rice noodle rolls and a cup of soy milk.

Upon arriving at the construction site entrance, security guard Lao Zhou was drinking tea in the duty room. Seeing Yang Jiulang, he paused, then poked his head out: "Engineer Yang? You...you look different today?"

"What's different?" Yang Jiulang asked knowingly.

Old Zhou looked him up and down for a long time, scratched his head and couldn't explain: "It's just... much more pleasing to the eye, like a real person, like a completely different person."

Yang Jiulang waved his hand: "I just slept well last night."

As he walked into the construction site, the construction workers, supervisors, and other workers he encountered along the way all gave him a second glance.

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile," Yang Jiulang thought to himself with a secret sense of satisfaction. He shrank his neck further into his hoodie, trying to make himself look a little sleazy.

He sat down in his office, turned on his computer, checked his emails, and finding nothing bothering him, started playing a card game.

"Engineer Yang." A sweet, coquettish voice.

Yang Jiulang hid the game, looked up, and saw Even walking over.

Today she was wearing a dark blue suit jacket over a white shirt, black trousers, and low-heeled leather shoes.

Her short hair was neatly tucked behind her ears, and her red lips were still vibrant, but her eyes lacked their usual aloofness.

She stood at the doorway, looking at Yang Jiulang, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jiulang asked.

Even walked up to him, stood gracefully, tilted her head to one side, and sized him up for several seconds: "You... seem a little different today."

Yang Jiulang bowed slightly: "What's the difference?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it," Even tapped the table with her finger, "It just looks a bit better now. Did you get your hair done?"

Yang Jiulang touched his hair: "No, I just washed my hair this morning."

"Really..." Even looked away with some skepticism, then opened the folder in her hand. "Alright, let's get down to business. Did you see the pile foundation testing report that the construction company submitted yesterday?"

"I've looked at it," Yang Jiulang switched to work mode. "There are problems with the integrity test of three piles. I've marked them. They need to take core samples for testing."

Even nodded, wrote a few lines on the folder, then looked up at him and said, "Your voice sounds different today."

"No way."

"It seems like he has more energy than before."

Yang Jiulang stared at Even and teased in a low voice, "Boss, it's not that you've taken a liking to me, is it?"

He knew that Even's current affection level towards him was 65 points, indicating a secret crush, so he spoke a bit more recklessly.

Even was taken aback, then pouted, "No way."

Then she walked away, clicking away in her high heels.

Yang Jiulang noticed that when she said this, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and when she turned away, her buttocks stick out towards him.

Yang Jiulang saw this and felt secretly pleased.

Hehe, this image-enhancing function is only on its first day. In a few more days, I'll bewitch you to death, first bewitch and then...

After lunch, Yang Jiulang remembered that he needed to take his driver's license test.

He walked to Even's office door and knocked.

"Come in."

Even was reading a document when he looked up and saw Yang Jiulang. He put down his pen and asked, "Engineer Yang, what's up?"

"Boss, I'm free this afternoon. I'd like to ask for leave to enroll in a driving school."

Even paused for a moment, then asked, "You want to learn to drive?"

"Yes," Yang Jiulang nodded, "I can't always ride in your car, sometimes I have to drive for you myself."

Even rolled her eyes at him for two seconds, then the corners of her mouth turned up again: "Okay, go ahead, study hard."