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

Lin Man took a sip of coffee and continued massaging Ding Heng.

"boss."

"Ah."

"That Su Wan..."

"what happened?"

"It might cause trouble."

Lin Man suggested, "Should I help Yan Xi with this in advance?"

"Need not."

Ding Heng picked up the beverage again: "If she wants to open a shop, let her do it herself. She has to grow step by step."

"The boss is so good to Yan hope."

Lin Man simply took off her high heels and knelt on the sofa, her legs together, the black stockings stretching out in a smooth arc.

She pouted and said, "I'm jealous!"

Don't be jealous.

Ding Heng patted the back of her hand: "How's your mom doing lately?"

We don't keep in touch much.

"not much?"

"After she returned to the Lin family, they treated her quite politely. My grandfather asked her to manage a KTV as a trial, saying that she should familiarize herself with the business first. She didn't refuse and accepted the job."

"Your grandfather is quite polite? What a warm family."

"Let the boss laugh at us..."

Faced with Ding Heng's sarcastic remarks, Lin Man could only smile wryly.

She knew best that the reason the Lin family was being so polite to Lin Zemei was because they were afraid of Ding Heng.

After all, Lin Man herself believed that Ding Heng must have some enlightened immortal behind him, which was why his life was going so smoothly.

Thinking about it this way, since Ding Heng has the backing of a celestial sect, it's not shameful for me to be his mount. It's much better than those wild monsters that might get killed by Sun Wukong's staff.

Ding Heng noticed Lin Man's uneasy thoughts.

Are you afraid of me too?

"Scared? Of course I'm scared! Boss, your hands are so rough..."

Lin Man spoke softly, her voice alluring.

"But what I'm more afraid of is that one day the boss won't want to touch me anymore."

…………

Ding Heng and Lin Man had originally planned to have lunch with Zhao Yanxi, but Zhao Yanxi was too busy and sent the two of them back first.

When they returned to the duplex, Wenjing was busy in the kitchen, while Baima was waiting for food on the sofa.

Upon seeing Lin Man enter, she immediately put down her phone and rushed over, her slippers making a clattering sound on the floor.

"Sister Man! You're back!"

She circled Lin Man twice, clicking her tongue twice: "I heard from Sister-in-law Yan Xi that you were severely punished by my brother?"

"You naughty girl."

Lin Man bent down, scooped Bai Ma up, pulled her into her arms, and ruffled her hair: "You dare to tease me now, huh?"

"They just care about you."

Bai Ma chuckled, then turned halfway to Ding Heng: "Brother, what exactly did Sister Man do wrong?"

"Get out of the way."

Ding Heng ignored him and went straight into the kitchen to help Wenjing.

Seeing that her brother ignored her, Baima pouted in grievance and had no choice but to continue pestering Lin Man.

"Where is Sister-in-law Yanxi? Didn't she go to pick you up? Why hasn't she come back?"

"She's still busy at the store."

Lin Man sat down on the sofa and sighed, "I always feel like she's a bit obsessed."

Baima complained, "Wasn't that the bad idea you gave her?"

Lin Man retorted irritably, "How can this be called a bad idea? She's clearly enjoying it! Besides, her coffee shop's prospects are looking good."

Bai Ma's eyes darted around, and she offered her suggestion.

"Hey, Sister Man, can you give me some bad advice? I'm so bored I could die!"

"Didn't your mother teach you that the biggest way for a rich kid to squander their money is by starting a business?"

Lin Man poked Bai Ma's forehead: "Isn't it good to just live a life of leisure and wait to die?"

"Whether I start a business or not is another matter. I just want to find something to do. Otherwise, I'm feeling restless every day after class, and my brother hasn't been paying much attention to me lately."

Pema sighed and collapsed onto the sofa, her limbs outstretched.

"Life feels so empty!"

"I envy you."

"No, please..."

Baima turned over and looked longingly at Lin Man.

"Sister Man, can you give me some advice?"

Lin Man pondered for a few seconds.

"You really want it?"

"I really want it."

"Let's make this clear first, you can't tell the boss that I was the one who gave you this advice."

"Fine! I swear! I'll never tell my brother!"

"Speaking of which, there's a plan that would be suitable for you to implement."

Lin Man began to analyze for Baima: "Aren't you a tourism management major? Tourism around Tibet is quite popular recently, and your family has related businesses."

Why don't you find a direction and try your hand at social media? It doesn't need to be a big deal, just give yourself something to do, and let your mom and brother see for themselves whether you, Baima, are truly useless!

"Tourism around Tibet?"

"Yes. You grew up in Tibet, so you know the roads, the scenery, and the people. What you film will definitely be different from those bloggers from other places. Besides, you're Tibetan, which can be used as a gimmick!"

"Then...then shall I give it a try?"

"Why not give it a try? It's not like I'll lose much money anyway."

"Sister Man, you always have such good ideas!"

Bai Ma jumped up from the sofa and pounced on Lin Man, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.

Lin Man wiped her face in disgust, and was about to say a few more words when she suddenly heard Wen Jing calling from the kitchen.

"Dinner's ready!"

Baima quickly got up and ran over, shouting loudly.

"Brother! Sister Gangman just gave me a tip!"

Lin Man's smile froze completely.

You brat! You swore you would never leak the secret!

it's over...

I'm going to suffer again tonight.

I shouldn't have believed Baima's words!

The food was served one after another, four dishes and a soup, very home-style.

Wenjing never puts on any fancy cooking, but the food always tastes just right.

As usual, Baima praised Wenjing's sister-in-law's cooking skills in various ways, and then continued to press Lin Man for answers.

"Sister Man, could you tell me more about the Tibet-around tourism?"

"This……"

Lin Man glanced at Ding Heng quickly out of the corner of her eye.

Ding Heng was drinking soup from his bowl, his expression unremarkable, as if he had no objection.

"Oh well, I've already been betrayed anyway!"

Lin Man silently recited the words in her mind before speaking and began to analyze the situation seriously.

“I haven’t thought about the specifics of how to do it in detail. I just thought that you, Baima, are suitable for this field. But if we really want to do it, we still need to find a professional company to work with. Content planning, shooting and operation, etc., are not things that one person can handle alone.”

Baima listened attentively and, unusually, did not interrupt.

"What about my mom's side?"

Lin Man's worries could mostly be resolved with money, except for Qu Zhen's!

"I'll talk to your mother."

Ding Heng put down his bowl: "Take care of your school matters first. Going out to film isn't something that can be done in a day or two. Don't delay getting your diploma. A junior college diploma is still a diploma!"

"Brother, do you agree to let me go?"

"Your sister Man said this direction suits you, how could I possibly stop you?"

"Hehehe!"

Baima immediately put down her chopsticks, put her hands together, and gave Ding Heng a pious, almost exaggerated expression.

"My brother is the best!"