Living in a county town, starting as a stock market maker...

An abandoned gymnastics hall.

Chen Mo is doing his last set of burpees.

One hundred.

Three more are needed.

One more is needed.

With her final leap, she landed firmly on her feet.

finished.

Gu Ming then emerged from the shadows in the corner.

He unscrewed a bottle of Nongfu Spring water and handed it over.

Chen Mo didn't thank him, but took the water and drank it in big gulps, his eyes still fixed on Gu Ming.

She knew that today's training was not over yet.

Training is only just beginning.

really.

Gu Ming casually tossed a stack of A4 papers onto the mat in front of her.

"Splash—"

The white paper was scattered, with bold Song typeface characters on it.

"Pick it up."

"Read it out loud."

Chen Mo's gaze swept across the paper, and he saw the contents on it.

These are the negative comments about her and Star Media that appeared online yesterday.

"Who is this woman? She looks like she's about to die; she's unlucky to look at."

"Those from Hegang are either 'spiritual girls' or 'welfare girls,' what are they pretending to be inspiring for?"

"I bet a bag of spicy strips that her father's illness was just a fabricated story to elicit sympathy. These days, internet celebrities have no bottom line."

"The person upstairs is right. Just look at her surgically enhanced face; she's no good. She's probably already been sexually harassed by that Gu Ming guy. What's the difference between her and those ancient actresses?"

"What 'Steel Flower'? I think she's more like a socialite. I've seen plenty of women who climb the social ladder with their bodies."

"‘Isn't her dad in the hospital? How can she still be posing for photos here? She's so damn filial.’"

……

One sentence after another.

Gu Ming looked at her, at her still expressionless face, and asked:

"How do you feel?"

Chen Mo was silent for a moment, then raised his head and met Gu Ming's gaze.

"I don't feel anything."

Her answer was straightforward.

Gu Ming shook his head and smiled.

"No."

He stepped forward and picked up a piece of paper covered in insulting remarks.

"You need to be able to sense it."

"You fucking have to feel this!"

He suddenly raised his voice.

"You should feel angry!"

"Be angry that these trash, these maggots, these keyboard warriors hiding behind their screens, wasted your precious minute and thirty seconds!"

He waved the piece of paper in his hand.

"Remember this, Chen Mo! From the day you signed with me, from the day I decided to invest tens of millions in you, every minute and every second of your life has a price! It's all expensive!"

"You've traded sweat and pain for physical strength and skill, and focus for a natural presence on camera. All of this is your asset, your weapon to acquire money, glory, and social status in the future!"

"Let these noises consume your emotions, cloud your judgment, and waste your time—that's dereliction of duty for a professional soldier!"

"A fighter must not only knock down his opponent with his fists in the ring, but also mentally ignore the jeers and noise from the thousands of people below!"

"Why? Because you need to use your fists to win a championship belt, you need to spend your time with your family, and you need to use your energy to think about how to become stronger."

"You have neither the time nor the obligation to waste your breath on a bunch of poor idiots, fools, and flies who can't even afford to bet on you winning!"

These words stunned Chen Mo.

So... that's how it is?

My time...is very precious?

Just then, Gu Ming's phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and answered.

"Ming-ge, the people from Skyhawk Capital have arrived. A manager surnamed Zhao is here with the contract and is in the office right now." Wang Min's voice came through the phone, tinged with nervousness.

coming.

Shen Guodong's men have arrived.

"Okay, tell him to wait."

Gu Ming hung up the phone, didn't even glance at the pile of scrap paper on the ground, and turned to leave.

"Training is over, go back and rest."

He left without turning his head and said a sentence.

"Remember every word you read today. In the future, you will stand at a height they cannot reach, and they will have no right to look up to you."

Star Media Office.

A young man wearing an Armani suit and gold-rimmed glasses was lounging casually on the sofa in the reception area.

He is Zhao Kai, an investment manager at Skyhawk Capital.

His assistant behind him slammed a thick contract onto Gu Ming's desk with a "thud".

That gesture didn't look like he was giving away money.

"You must be Mr. Gu? He's young and promising."

Zhao Kai crossed his legs and looked down at the simple office with a sense of superiority on his face.

"Our Chairman Shen is very optimistic about your business potential in Hegang, and specially sent me to give you a big gift."

He pointed to the contract on the table, his tone arrogant.

"A five million investment is an incredible honor for a startup like yours. Our legal team has already reviewed the contract, and if there are no problems, let's sign it as soon as possible. I have to fly back to Beijing this afternoon, so time is precious."

Wang Min and Liu Liu, along with several other girls, stood aside, angry but unable to speak out.

This isn't an investment; this is a bunch of idiots!

Just when everyone thought Gu Ming would get angry, or at least argue his point.

Gu Ming simply smiled and stood up from his seat.

He didn't go to see Zhao Kai, or even look at the contract right away.

He strolled leisurely to the water dispenser, poured himself a glass of water, and then slowly walked back to his desk and sat down.

Zhao Kai's feigned composure was shattered by Gu Ming's calm demeanor.

His expression showed signs of embarrassment.

Gu Ming then picked up the contract and began to read it on his own.

He flipped through the papers very quickly; the only sound in the office was the rustling of the pages.

A mocking smile returned to Zhao Kai's lips.

Pretend.

Is a professional investment contract really something that someone from a small town like you could understand, given the legal and financial traps hidden within?

Even if I showed it to you, you wouldn't be able to see the difference.

However, in the next second.

Gu Ming's hand, which was turning the page, stopped.

His index finger tapped lightly and rhythmically on one of the pages.

"Thump."

"Thump."

"Thump."

Each sound made Zhao Kai's heart tighten.

"Found it." Gu Ming sneered inwardly.

Shen Guodong, that old fox, was indeed up to no good.

He raised his head, a harmless smile on his face, and looked at Zhao Kai.

"Manager Zhao, right?"

"It seems your company's legal department isn't very rigorous."

Zhao Kai's heart skipped a beat, but he maintained a composed facade: "President Gu, what do you mean by this?"

Gu Ming turned the contract around and pushed it in front of him, pointing his finger at Article 7, Clause 3.

"here."

"Regarding the preemptive right to subscribe to subsequent financing, the terms state that Skyhawk Capital has the right to subscribe on 'equal terms.' However…"

Gu Ming's smile turned playful.

"The definition of 'equal conditions' is very vague. Does it refer to equal valuation, equal investment amount, or equal equity dilution ratio? There is a lot of room for maneuver here."

He leaned back in his chair, watching Zhao Kai's face begin to change color with a leisurely air.

"If this goes to court later, just explaining this 'equal conditions' could drag on in court for a year. By then, all my financing channels will be blocked by you, the company's cash flow will be cut off, and you can come in and buy up the company at rock-bottom prices."

"Tsk tsk, what a scheme, what a cunning method."

Gu Ming shook his head, a regretful expression on his face.

"Manager Zhao, there's something I'm curious about."

"Is it really that unprofessional of your Skyhawk Capital's legal department to not even see such a huge loophole..."

His voice suddenly turned cold, and he stared sharply at Zhao Kai.

"Or... are you deliberately setting this trap for me?"

Zhao Kai's face instantly turned a deep liver color!

His mind went completely blank!

He never expected that this entrepreneur he looked down upon would uncover the most hidden trap in the contract in less than three minutes. This trap was set by a Beijing law firm at the behest of Chairman Shen.

How...how is this possible?!

Isn't he a social media influencer? How would he know all this?!

Seeing his horrified expression, Gu Ming's smile deepened.

He slowly pushed the contract back to the center of the table with two fingers.

"Take it back, fix it, and come back."

"Also, please pass on a message to Chairman Shen for me."

Gu Ming stood up and looked down at the dazed elite from the capital.

"My time is very precious."

……

The camera cuts back to the empty gymnastics hall.

Chen Mo remained standing there, the papers filled with vicious words scattered at her feet.

She kept her head down, and no one could see her expression.

for a long time.

She slowly raised her head.

Those eyes, which had been completely still before, were now bright and resolute.

She didn't bother to clean up the waste paper.

He simply turned around and assumed a fighting stance.

"call--"

next second.

She threw a straight punch!

"Bang!"

The heavy sandbags began to shake violently.

Dust scatters and flies everywhere.

"My time...is very precious!"