Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Jiangbei replied:

"Isn't there one right here?"

After saying that, he directly packaged the plot outline and the script for the first episode of "Hannah Montana" that he had just compiled and sent them to the little fairy with tooth flowers via email.

Finally, he didn't forget to add a private message:

"Email sent, please remember to pay the balance."

The message was sent successfully, and Jiangbei immediately closed the chat window, clean and efficient.

I can chat with these scammers and brag, but I can't let it interfere with making money.

After all, he had only been in this world for a few days, and his bank account balance was only four figures.

If we don't find a way to make money soon, we won't even be able to pay next month's rent.

The group chat remained lively.

"Qiao Family Courtyard", "My Own Swordsman", "Country Love"...

A group of people were having a lively discussion.

Nobody cared about Jiangbei's comment, "Isn't there one right here?"

A truly classic work like this isn't something you can easily create.

TV dramas and movies aren't like cabbages growing on the roadside.

Jiang Bei glanced at it, too lazy to participate.

In his eyes, the more enthusiastically these guys talked, the more it resembled a large-scale fraud ring meeting.

Making money is still the most reliable thing to do.

He casually closed the group chat page and instead opened the ringback tone backend to see if his "money-printing machine" was running.

As a result, the next second, he froze.

"The Brightest Star in the Night Sky" - Downloads: 3.

Goodbye - Downloads: 0

Jiang Bei stared at the screen for two seconds, almost thinking the system had crashed.

But he soon figured it out.

Without promotion, distribution channels, and exposure, even the best song is just an "uploaded file."

The original owner's works, which garnered tens of thousands of downloads, were, frankly speaking, all thanks to recommendations and exposure from cover song platforms.

But now, that road is closed.

Looking for a new path?

It's difficult, as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Jiang Bei leaned back in his chair and let out a soft breath.

He can't get into the film and television industry, he has no one to mentor him in the music industry, he has no connections for scripts, and he has no channels for promotion.

He suddenly felt like laughing, but his laughter was tinged with helplessness.

"How about... I start as a production assistant on a film set? Get to know the crew first?"

"Or go to a factory and become a programmer? At least it's a technical job, you won't starve."

As he was thinking, his phone vibrated again, and the screen lit up.

Teeth Flower Fairy:

"Do you have time?"

"Let's talk when we meet."

Upon seeing this message, Jiang Bei's heart tightened.

They've finally shown their true colors.

Transfer the money first, then chat, and now let's arrange to meet.

Is the next step to a complete chain of drug use, vans, and illegal clinics?

Thinking about this, he felt a chill run down his spine.

But then I thought about the 7,000 yuan balance that hadn't arrived yet.

I'm also a little reluctant to part with it.

After a long silence, Jiang Bei finally replied:

"Time and place?"

"3 PM, Jin Fei Private Residence."

Upon seeing the address, Jiang Bei nearly threw his phone away.

A private residence?

It doesn't sound like a proper place at all.

If you go there, can you get out?

The problem is—the money has already been received, but the final payment is still hanging there, like a carrot dangling in front of a donkey.

He gritted his teeth and quickly typed out a sentence:

"I'm busy."

Just as I was about to send it, I stopped.

Delete it and re-enter it.

No, seven thousand dollars, we can't leave it like that.

He changed his mind: "The time is fine, I'll decide the location."

There was a half-minute silence on the other end, followed by a single word: "Speak."

Jiang Bei replied without hesitation: "KFC, on the first floor of Yansha Shopping Mall, the one with the most people."

He was certain of one thing—

Crowded places are the safest.

No matter how daring a scammer is, they would never lay a hand on someone at KFC.

Meet, collect money, leave, block – a perfect closed loop.

Jiangbei has even begun to plan escape routes in advance.

The other party only replied with one sentence:

"No, there are too many people, it's inconvenient."

Jiang Bei's eyes instantly turned cold.

As expected, it wasn't convenient to make a move.

His eyes darted around, and he added another sentence:

"What about that paradise on earth?"

"I heard a lot of celebrities went there."

"The privacy is also quite good."

After typing this line, Jiangbei himself laughed.

Aren't you guys scammers? Aren't you pretending to be big shots?

Then I'll choose the most expensive place in the entire capital.

I'll eat you out of house and home!

He paused, then emphasized, "Let's make it clear first, you're treating! I don't have any money!"

To everyone's surprise, the other side only replied with one word: "Okay."

Jiang Bei's smile froze.

No, absolutely not.

A moment later, the little fairy with the toothbrush sent another message:

"Top floor, 808".

"When we arrive, I'll call you 'Sixth Brother'."

"Just say they are 'Ms. Liu's guest'."

Jiang Bei stared at the screen, remaining silent for a full three seconds, with only one thought in his mind:

Are these people really that skilled in their work?

Even the room numbers, passwords, and billing arrangements have been made?

He suddenly regretted it a little, but the words were already out in the open.

Refund now?

That seven thousand yuan is really gone.

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, his fingers hovering over the keyboard for a long time before finally typing:

"I'll choose the room."

"I'll tell you the room number when we get there."

The fairy with the dimpled teeth replied, "Whatever you like, just put it in account number 6699!"

Jiang Bei stared at the screen, completely silent.

No, are scammers this professional now?

Even paradise on earth has cooperation channels?

He suddenly felt like standing someone up.

But the final payment is right in front of me.

Seven thousand yuan, that's enough for him to live on for half a year.

Go? Maybe there won't be any kidneys.

Not going? I definitely don't have the money.

How should I choose? I need an answer urgently, I'm waiting online.

Jiang Bei sat in front of the computer, agonizing over the decision for a full hour.

At 2 p.m., he finally slammed his fist on the table.

"Let's give it our all!"

"Isn't it just a setup?"

"I'm going in and I'll order four hostesses first!"

"I refuse to believe you'd dare cut my kidney in front of the hostesses!"

Change into the original body's most presentable casual clothes.

He got on his creaky electric scooter.

Heading straight from Jiangbei to the Northeast Third Ring Road.

Approaching this paradise on earth, he felt uneasy, so he went to a nearby tobacco and liquor store and bought half a dozen bottles of Yandu beer and two bottles of soft drinks before carrying the bags and swaggering in.

The next second, Jiang Bei was completely dumbfounded.

The magnificent hall is several hundred square meters in size.

Crystal chandeliers hung down from the ceiling, their light reflecting off the marble floor, dazzlingly bright.

A faint fragrance wafted in the air.

Waiters dressed in cheongsams and uniforms moved among the crowd.

The man is spirited, and the woman is pleasing to the eye.

Pick any one of them out, and their looks are good enough to get them rejected.

Jiang Bei couldn't help but gasp.

Having lived two lives, this is the first time I've ever known what "extravagant and decadent" truly means.

Just then, a gentle voice sounded.

"Hello sir, this is Sasha. Do you have a reservation?"

Jiang Bei turned his head and saw a tall, friendly hostess with an elegant demeanor that came from professional training.

She naturally took the plastic bag from Jiang Bei's hand and smiled as she reminded him:

"Sir, we do not allow customers to bring their own drinks. May I store them for you?"

Jiang Bei paused for two seconds, then nodded subconsciously, with only one thought in his mind.

With looks like that, even if she were to do a live stream in the future, she could attract millions of fans without using beauty filters.

Then, trying to appear worldly-wise, he coughed:

"Give me a medium package, and put it in account 6699."

"6699?"

The hostess paused slightly, then subconsciously glanced at Jiang Bei.

The look in his eyes was brief, yet it seemed to be quickly verifying some kind of "identity matching degree".

He was dressed plainly, had a tense demeanor, and was carrying a bag of beer.

No matter how you look at it, they don't seem like the kind of person who would hang "6699".

However, she quickly regained her standard smile.

"No problem, sir."

"6699 is the VIP number, you can bring your own drinks."

After she finished speaking, she gently pressed the earpiece and whispered a few words.

He then turned around and led Jiang Bei toward the elevator.

When Jiang Bei heard the term "Supreme VIP," his heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, it really is VIP.

These people even followed the correct procedures.

"This girl... is definitely part of the same group..."