A pretty live streamer beckons, and a lewd male protagonist hooks her up.

Li Qiu instinctively raised his hand and pressed it against the contract: "Who are you? This is between the two of us, what's it to you!"

"Are you hard of hearing, sir?"

Li Qiu panicked: "I'm only thirty-seven! Do I look that old?!"

"Oh, you're almost forty and still not an uncle?"

Chen Ming is thirty-three years old this year, which is close to thirty, making him ten years younger than Li Qiu, who is about to turn forty!

What else would you call him if not an uncle?

Should I call him "brother"?

The thought of Wen Ruan calling President Shen "brother" in a sweet, cloying voice on the phone sent shivers down Chen Ming's spine.

But Mr. Shen happens to eat this one.

He says he doesn't like it and isn't interested, but in reality, he can't sleep every night without watching the live stream or listening to the recordings.

If he helps Wen Ruan resolve her trouble today, President Shen will definitely give him a bonus when he finds out...

"Let me introduce you," Chen Ming said, already deciding where to celebrate next month's paycheck. With a serious expression, he pulled out the prop lawyer's license he'd casually bought that morning while passing a two-dollar store and tossed it onto the table.

"My name is Zhang San. I've been asked by Miss Wen to accompany her to sign the contract today."

"Is that right, Miss Wen?"

Wen Ruan raised her head in a daze.

Wen Ruan had never met this man before, but since he spoke up for her, he must be a good person...

Chen Ming turned his head, winked at Wen Ruan, and smiled.

Wen Ruan immediately chimed in, her tone becoming much fiercer now that someone was backing her up: "That's right, he's the lawyer I hired!"

"This contract of yours is illegal to begin with. If you dare to threaten me again, I will..."

Wen Ruan glanced at Chen Ming's expression, and seeing him nod, she became even more unscrupulous: "I'll call the police and have you arrested!"

On the table, dark brown ID cards and contracts were stacked together, taking up a small area, but their weight seemed immense.

Li Qiu's face turned pale, and he didn't even have the courage to open the certificate to verify its authenticity.

He knew his tricks could only fool a fool like Wen Ruan, but the fool had become smarter today and even knew to hire a lawyer.

The suit that this man named Chen San was wearing looked incredibly expensive, especially the Patek Philippe watch that was casually peeked out from his wrist—a new model this year, with a starting price of at least 300,000 yuan...

Li Qiu felt a chill run down his spine; his facial muscles stiffened, and his eye twitched involuntarily.

"Sir, so do you still want compensation or not?"

Chen Ming impatiently tapped the solid wood tabletop and urged, "If you want compensation, send me your bank account number now. Don't dawdle. I'll transfer you ten million, and then we'll see each other in court. I guarantee you'll be able to eat a hot government meal for the next ten years."

Li Qiu: "..."

"No, no more!"

He forced a smile: "Miss Wen, my ancestor! I won't sign with you anymore, please have mercy and let me go!"

"I have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise; my family simply can't do without me!"

Wen Ruan then looked at Chen Ming.

Chen Ming took off his glasses, mimicking Shen Jinghe's cursing manner, his gaze sweeping over him with three parts mockery, four parts indifference, and five parts nonchalance... He slowly uttered:

"roll."

Chen Ming had seen Shen Jinghe verbally abuse people so harshly at the company on a regular basis, and today he finally got to experience it firsthand.

Li Qiu was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he hurriedly reached out to grab the contract.

Wen Ruan thought he had changed his mind and wanted to take back the 30,000 yuan bonus, so she leaned back in the booth, clutching her backpack tightly.

"This is my reward for winning the match! I've already given it to you, you're not allowed to take it!"

"I won't take it, I won't take it..."

Li Qiu wiped the sweat that was about to drip down his face, shoved the contract haphazardly into his briefcase, and staggered to his feet.

"etc."

He smiled humbly, his tone more respectful than ever before: "Is there anything else you need?"

"Cancel that electronic contract first, then get out."

"immediately!"

Half an hour later, Li Qiu, covered in sweat, hurriedly left with his briefcase on his back.

Wen Ruan smiled happily: "Zhang San, thank you so much for today! You're such a kind person!"

—Affirmation from Mimi.

"You're welcome. But my name isn't Zhang San. Let's get to know each other again. My surname is Chen, but my given name is Ming, the Ming of brightness."

Chen Ming habitually extended his right hand and politely introduced himself to Wen Ruan.

Wen Ruan tilted her head, staring at the white tissue in his palm, her expression serious: "I'm not dirty, I just washed my hands."

"It's not that I dislike you, I'm just naturally allergic to people."

Wen Ruan: "?"

As a professional assistant, the first thing Chen Ming needed to know on his first day in office wasn't about work, but about his boss's preferences.

If President Shen knew that he dared to shake hands with President Shen's confidant today, President Shen would probably skin him alive tomorrow...

Especially on the economic front, this is what Chen Ming finds most unacceptable!

"Okay."

Wen Ruan tentatively touched Chen Ming lightly with her fingertip, looked up to see if he was alright, and quickly withdrew her hand after confirming that he wasn't having an allergic reaction.

"But how did you know my name?"

Wen Ruan realized what was happening and glanced at Chen Ming with some wariness.

She remembered that Li Qiu hadn't called her name earlier...

Chen Ming paused, his mind racing, and after considering all aspects, he decided to change the subject:

"Ms. Wen, would you be interested in learning more about Shengshi Media?"

He handed the business card to Wen Ruan, "This is Chloe's business card. She is the MCN talent agent director of Shengshi Media."

"If you don't want to join an unscrupulous guild and have no idea how to get started with a streamer, you can go directly to her."

"Just say my name, remember it, my name is Chen Ming."

That way, President Shen will attribute the credit to him.

Chen Mingmei thought to himself with a smug satisfaction.

"Hmm..." Wen Ruan took the gilded card. It had a hard texture and felt very comfortable to the touch.

She didn't agree, but simply said, "I'll go back and think about it."

There are so many scammers these days. Even if Chen Ming just helped her, he might be setting up an even bigger trap.

And Chen Ming hasn't explained how he knew her name yet!

Wen Ruan pouted. Did they really think she was as easy to fool as she was when she first came to the city?

snort!

Now she is Wen Niohuru Ruan!

"that......"

Wen Ruan stood up with her schoolbag on her back.

"What's wrong? Is there any doubt? Don't worry, Shengshi Media is a legitimate company and won't lie to you."

"No," Wen Ruan shook her head weakly, "Could you please move aside? You're blocking my way."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Chen Ming's professional smile, which he had always been proud of, almost cracked open.

"OK."

He turned to the side, and Wen Ruan couldn't wait to run out and grab two free mints from the cashier.

"Sister, I've already paid for that coffee."

"Okay, thank you. Goodbye."

"Uh-huh!"

Before leaving, Wen Ruan gave the shop assistant a thumbs up, "Sister, your coffee is delicious, I really like it, I'll definitely come again next time!"

The shop assistant's eyes lit up instantly, her cheeks flushed, and she clutched her chest as she said to the girl next to her, "Now I know why she was able to meet two guys and charge so much money in one afternoon."

Why?

"because--"

The shop assistant glanced at her colleague, who looked rather dejected after a long day at work, and sighed, "Never mind, you wouldn't understand anyway."

Then, humming a song, he served the next customer with ten times the enthusiasm.

"Welcome! What would you like to drink?"

"..."

Meanwhile, Wen Ruan received a message from a mysterious person as soon as she exited the subway station:

I sent you some gifts to the address you gave me last time. They've arrived; please remember to pick them up.

Gift?