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

Wenjing couldn't understand: "Why buy it if you're not going to wear it?"

"It's fun just to display it."

"That's such a waste..."

The two have been best friends for over a decade, but they still don't share the same views on spending.

Wenjing stopped arguing with Zhao Yanxi and lowered her head to send a message to her younger sister.

[Good Luck Xiao Jing]: Why did you suddenly buy so many things last night?

【Good Luck Xiaojing】: Have you tried on all the clothes in the correct size? Don't be too lazy to return them later.

The message has been sent, but there has been no response yet.

Ding Heng walked in at that moment, looking completely at ease.

Longhe followed behind him, yawning: "Where did you go yesterday?"

"I'm going out to take care of some business."

Ding Heng gave a casual reply and pulled out a chair to sit next to Wen Jing.

"What kind of thing takes a whole day to do?"

"Private business."

"whispering sound."

Long He rolled his eyes and didn't press the matter further.

Lin Man appeared, smiling happily.

"Now that things have come to this, Longhe, are you still worried that the boss will run away?"

As Ding Heng's trusted secretary, Lin Man was the only one who knew his whereabouts.

What is trust?

This is trust!

Wenjing was still upset about her younger sister's reckless spending.

She showed her phone to Ding Heng: "I don't know what happened to Xiao Shu last night, she suddenly bought so many clothes."

Ding Heng quickly glanced at the bill; all the transactions were from the "Intimate Payment" account that Wenjing had set up for her sister.

I just gave the supplementary card to Wenshu yesterday, so Wenshu won't need to spend her sister's money to buy as many clothes as she wants.

But after parting ways with Ding Heng, she deliberately opened Wenjing's WeChat Pay and bought a bunch of things.

Ding Heng could more or less guess what Wen Shu was thinking.

The younger sister-in-law keeps apologizing to her older sister, but when it comes to actually doing things, she always likes to drag her older sister into it.

It seems that only by blending herself with Wenjing's traces can she continue to move forward with a clear conscience.

"Go ahead and buy it."

Ding Heng reassured her, "It's normal for young women to buy a few more clothes, don't be so strict."

"I ignored her."

Wenjing explained, "I'm just worried that she won't try on the size and it will just end up sitting at the bottom of the drawer after we buy it. It's okay that we spent the money, as long as she can wear it."

"When she wakes up, why don't you give her a call and ask?"

"Oh……"

Wenjing put down her phone for a moment and started serving Ding Heng porridge.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yanxi immediately opened her mouth to signal.

"Ah... Xiaojing, I'm hungry..."

Wenjing had no choice but to serve her another bowl.

"Xiao Jingjing is the best!"

The girls stopped caring about Ding Heng's departure yesterday and started discussing their future plans.

As originally planned, the group would stay in Southeast Asia for about ten more days, diving and fishing during the day, and having dinner and fun in a different place at night.

By mid-October, everyone had resumed their busy schedules.

Longhe's national and overseas tour has officially kicked off. The team's schedule is extremely full, concert tickets are selling out one after another, and related topics frequently trend on social media.

Although Baima's social media account doesn't make money, at least her followers have increased rapidly. Occasionally, she goes back to the snowy area to do live-streaming sales for her fellow villagers, which can be considered as indirectly realizing her life's value.

Hua Qing's life always revolves around the stage.

After the National Centre for the Performing Arts project ended, she participated in a new traditional dance drama and began preparing for her own dance studio and personal brand.

She didn't like making a big fuss, so Ding Heng rarely appeared in the audience.

After each performance, Hua Qing always receives many gifts from fans. Among the hundreds of flowers, there is always a single, ordinary, and inconspicuous bouquet.

The flowers change with the seasons, the packaging remains simple, and the card usually only has the word "hard work" on it.

The actors in the same group would initially ask out of curiosity.

"Sister Hua Qing, who sent it this time?"

"Boy friend."

Hua Qing didn't shy away from the issue, which can be seen as her showing the outside world that she is not single.

As time went on, everyone assumed that she had a boyfriend who was always there but never showed up.

Lin Man is also getting busier and busier.

As Hengbai Capital continued to expand, she traveled back and forth between major cities at home and abroad, often acting more like a real boss than Ding Heng.

That day, after the share transfer procedures were completed, Lin Man picked up the documents and walked into Ding Heng's office.

"Boss, are you really going to give it to me?"

"if not?"

For Ding Heng now, the concept of worldly wealth is meaningless; it's good enough to use it to appease the foolish fox.

"Boss~"

Lin Man called out in a sweet voice.

Even though it's a done deal, it still feels like a dream.

In the past, we relied on the Lin family for many things, but those things were always tightly bound to the Lin family.

Hengbai Capital is different.

This is a position that she truly belongs to, one that she has earned step by step by following Ding Heng.

"Boss, you've given them so much, how can I possibly thank you?"

"Work hard."

"Work is work, and gratitude is gratitude."

Lin Man walked around the desk and came to Ding Heng's side.

She leaned closer, her hair falling over the man's shoulder: "Boss, are you free tonight?"

Ding Heng closed the file: "How are you going to thank me?"

"That depends on how the boss wants to collect it."

The office door was gently locked from the inside.

Wenjing and Zhao Yanxi are gradually approaching graduation.

Zhao Yanxi still hasn't formed a clear career goal. Occasionally, she might feel like learning something, but it's always just a fleeting interest.

Ding Heng didn't care about this, but Wen Jing was very anxious.

Perhaps fearing that her best friend would become a useless person with no one to rely on, Wenjing began to try to learn how to manage her own accounts and assets.

Although millions of dollars come and go in my account every day, a stingy streak is still ingrained in my bones, and I still compare prices repeatedly for ordinary expenses.

Life goes on for everyone.

The tour concluded its final show in Changsha the following June.

On the night of the concert.

A large number of fans gathered outside Xingcheng Stadium starting in the afternoon.

Long He sat in front of the makeup mirror, already changed into his first performance outfit.

The stylist adjusted her hair, and the assistant checked the procedures. Everyone knew without saying that the protagonist of the day was a little nervous.

The national tour has been a success, and the overseas shows have also received positive feedback.

Logically speaking, the final performance only needs to be completed normally.

But this is Xingcheng, the place where she grew up, and Long He cares about it even more than in the first game.

"Has Ding Heng arrived yet?"

Longhe asked for the third time.

The assistant quickly replied, "Mr. Ding entered the private room half an hour ago."

"Oh."

Longhe looked down at his phone, pretending he didn't care at all.

Less than two minutes later, she asked again, "Where are the others?"

"Don't worry, we've arrived."

This time, it was Yang Sijie who gave the answer.

She walked into the dressing room and saw through her daughter's thoughts: "Don't worry about it. Since Xiao Ding is here, she won't leave halfway."

"I wasn't worried about that."

Long He stubbornly insisted, "He's an investor after all. Today is the last show, so we have to give him an explanation."