Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Lin Zhiyuan completely lowered his stance: "I just want to give you a piece of advice... We're all family, we eat from the same pot, we'll see each other all the time, there's no need to make things so tense."

"nausea."

Lin Man turned and left, the office door slamming shut behind her.

Lin Zhiyuan stood there, the smile on his face slowly fading.

He looked down at his soaked coat, snorted, and ripped off his glasses, throwing them onto the table.

Lin Man walked out of the office and down the corridor toward the elevator, each step filled with anger.

She walked to the elevator, pressed the button, and the numbers jumped up one by one.

"Miss Lin!"

The voice came from behind her, and Lin Man turned around.

A middle-aged man in a security guard uniform jogged over, panting.

He was in his fifties, with dark skin, and his security guard uniform looked loose on him.

"Miss Lin, we've been waiting for you!"

He ran up to Lin Man, bent over and panted for a while, with a fawning smile on his face: "Um... Brother Biao wants to see you."

Lin Man resolutely refused: "I won't see you."

The security guard's smile vanished instantly, then quickly returned, "Miss Lin, please go see Brother Biao. We haven't been paid for three months, and now we're about to lose our jobs... Everyone's..."

Tell him not to rush.

Lin Man interrupted the security guard, her tone irritated: "I'll pay your wages tomorrow first, and Lin Zhiyuan will also arrange new jobs for you later. From now on, we'll completely sever ties with Brilliant Planet. This isn't a good place, and I don't want to have anything to do with you."

The security guard nodded repeatedly upon hearing that his wages were secured.

"Okay, okay, Miss Lin, don't worry, I will definitely tell Brother Biao. Thank you, Miss Lin, thank you..."

He thanked them as he backed away, nearly bumping into a flowerpot in the corridor. He quickly regained his balance, turned around, and hurried away.

Lin Man watched the security guard's hunched back disappear around the corner of the corridor and let out a long sigh.

"Ding."

The elevator has arrived.

Lin Man went inside and pressed the close button.

Just as the door was about to close, a hand reached in and blocked it.

Lin Man raised her head, her pupils suddenly contracting.

"Ding Heng?!"

"good afternoon."

Ding Heng stepped into the elevator and nodded to her.

The elevator doors closed, and the car began to descend.

Lin Man asked curiously, "What are you doing here?"

It's my friend's birthday.

Ding Heng spoke calmly, then asked in return, "I just heard that you work here?"

"what?"

Lin Man was both amused and exasperated, thinking that Ding Heng had probably misunderstood something.

Just as she was about to explain, a thought flashed through her mind, and her foxy eyes began to dart around as a wicked idea came to her.

The next second, Ding Heng suddenly heard a sob.

The sound was very soft, but it was exceptionally clear inside the elevator.

Ding Heng raised an eyebrow: "Why are you crying?"

Lin Man raised her head, her eyes slightly red and her eyelashes glistening with tears.

Her already alluring face, coupled with her pitiful expression, made a man's heart pound.

"Um... I'm sorry, I... you..."

Lin Man perfectly portrayed the panicked and incoherent state of someone suddenly having their secret exposed.

"Please, please don't tell anyone..."

Ding Heng remained silent.

Lin Man continued to sob: "I know it's wrong to make money this way, but I really have no other choice..."

Ding Heng watched her performance quietly, feeling genuinely happy.

Good heavens, why is this vixen learning dance? She should be an actress!

As he was pondering how to reply, another system notification popped up in his mind.

[System notification: The princess of the heretical kingdom has appeared.]

Beneath the resplendent palace, the tendrils of sin quietly grow. She wears magnificent robes and a golden crown, yet in the shadows she kneels before heresy. The holy light is tarnished, hearts are corrupted; the princess, tainted by worldly affairs, awaits a fiery baptism.

Young, light-forged oath, your sword has been tempered by holy flame. Go! Go and punish her! Tear her disguise with holy light, let her rise again from the ashes. True redemption never flees from sin, but confronts the abyss and then fills it.

[Mission Objective: Punish the heretical princess "Crown of Thorns"]

[Quest Rewards: 3000 Divine Merit, +15 Perception, Unlocks the Relic "The Penitent's Whip".]

"Ding."

The elevator arrived at the first floor.

The door opened, and Lin Man went out first.

"Lin Man".

Ding Heng's voice came from behind.

Lin Man stopped and turned around.

"Is there anything else?"

"In that case, may I ask you something?"

"You said."

How much do you charge for sex?

Lin Man was stunned.

She opened her mouth, then closed it again.

The expression on his face changed from blank to astonished, wanting to laugh but holding it back...

According to her plan, Ding Heng should at least be more tactful and then put on a show of persuading prostitutes to reform.

Ding Heng tilted his head and looked at her: "Don't tell me you've never been on stage in this line of work?"

Lin Man bit her lower lip, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

A few seconds later she looked up and forced a smile.

"If I said no, would you believe me?"

"That's perfect."

Ding Heng took out his car keys from his pocket and tossed them in his hand.

"Save the first time for me. Is the first time usually quite expensive in your line of work?"

"what?"

Lin Man was dumbfounded.

"Think it over carefully first, so you don't end up feeling cheated if you sell it too cheaply."

Ding Heng handed over the car keys: "I've been drinking, so you drive for me."

Lin Man looked at the car keys, then at Ding Heng's face.

"Row!"

She strode towards the beat-up Chang'an, opened the door, and got into the driver's seat.

Ding Heng sat in the passenger seat and leaned back.

Lin Man started the car and slowly drove out of the parking space.

As the car merged into the main road, the setting sun cast flickering shadows on Lin Man's face.

Ding Heng feigned curiosity and asked, "Isn't your family quite wealthy? Why are you working in a place like this?"

Lin Man gripped the steering wheel tightly, her eyes fixed on the road: "We're used to spending lavishly, but suddenly our family's fortunes have declined, and we can't bring our spending down."

"How did your family fall into decline?"

Lin Man was silent for a few seconds, then lowered her voice: "My father passed away, and my mother... went to jail. A group of relatives came to divide the property, and everything they could take was taken away."

Ding Heng was secretly pleased.

Goodness, he wasn't lying.

So you came to work at a karaoke bar?

"if not?"

Lin Man laughed self-deprecatingly: "I don't know anything, all I know is how to spend money. I have to find a way to make money quickly."

"Does a 'playmate' service not make money?"

Lin Man's hand paused slightly, then quickly returned to normal.

How did you know I run a gaming companion service?

“That’s what Baima said.”

"Oh……"

Lin Man said bitterly, "Actually, I'm not the boss. I'm just helping a friend by registering their name. It's enough to earn some pocket money, but not enough for me."