Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 302. 300. An Extremely Generous Business Order

After seeing Zhong Yujun off, Zhou Mingyuan walked alone on the way back to Shanshui Huating.

The distance of just a few streets feels like a transition zone between two worlds.

Click.

He inserted the key into the lock, pushed open the security door, and returned to another familiar world.

The aroma hits your nostrils.

It smells good.

A delicate and layered flavor is certainly one of the hallmarks that Du Jianuo has been loving lately.

The top notes are crisp bergamot with a hint of blackcurrant tartness, the middle notes are a rich floral scent of rose and lily of the valley, and the base notes are incredibly ambiguous.

I don't know when it started, but my little nest in Shanshui Huating has become 100% Du Jianuo style.

Even the indoor lighting was meticulously designed by the top streamer.

There are no glaring main lights, only a few carefully arranged indirect light sources and point light sources.

A floor lamp stands in one corner of the living room, its soft, warm yellow light filtering through the paper lampshade and creating a warm area on the carpet.

I come here every few days, and each time it has a different new look.

"I'm home?"

Zhou Mingyuan bent down and changed into indoor slippers in the entryway.

A quick glance revealed that even the ceramic vase held several fresh roses, their petals edged in a deep, velvety red, a sight that instantly invigorated the spirit.

There still needs to be a woman in the house.
Indeed, Du Jianuo was lying on the cream-colored sofa in front of him, smiling at him.

The senior student had clearly just finished her live stream.

Or rather, it's the ritual of just finishing makeup removal and showering.

She wore a dark green silk slip dress with straps that accentuated her straight and sexy collarbones. The dress was only long enough to cover her upper thighs, and her smooth, straight legs exuded charm.

Perhaps because she was at home, her neckline was revealing, a patch of snow-white skin that sparked the imagination, and her cleavage was also faintly visible.

Her curly hair was still damp, and a white towel was wrapped around her head. A few unruly strands escaped, sticking wetly to her slender neck and cheeks, adding a touch of lazy authenticity to her bright and flamboyant aura.

Du Jianuo's face was bare, lacking the meticulously crafted flawlessness she displayed in front of the camera.

Her skin seemed to drip with moisture, and her eyes and brows possessed a captivating charm that seemed to have been washed clean of any artifice.

She was watching a TV series on the projected screen, her nail polished fingers waving in the air.

Is it cold outside?

Du Jianuo put down the remote control, turned to the side, casually bent one leg, and the fabric slid down, revealing her shapely, fair calves.

Her feet were beautifully shaped, with rounded toes painted bright red, which looked like a row of tiny red beans under the warm yellow light.

She stretched out one foot and gently rubbed the sole of her foot against Zhou Mingyuan's calf.

Zhou Mingyuan reached out and precisely caught her unruly ankle, then gently massaged it in circles.

"I don't feel anything."

The man sat down on the sofa as well: "How's the business today?"

"The same as always."

Du Jianuo shrugged, her robe slipping further down her shoulders, and leaned into the man's arms, squinting her eyes slightly.

"My situation has been quite stable lately, with no significant changes."

"The content of the live stream is pretty much the same."

"Sing a few songs, joke around with the comments, and then dance."

She smiled gently, her toes twitching lightly in his palm, as if she had remembered something.

"However, when I was going through business cooperation emails after the broadcast, I saw a rather interesting inquiry."

"what's going on?"

Zhou Mingyuan then lifted his senior's calf and placed it on his lap, allowing her to recline more naturally on the sofa.

An Lushan's claws freely explored along her smooth curves.

He knew that when Du Jianuo said something was interesting, it really meant it. His senior was increasingly showing the demeanor of a top broadcaster.

Ordinary business matters wouldn't catch her eye.

Du Jianuo adjusted her posture, rested her head on the sofa armrest, looked up at the man's well-defined jawline and Adam's apple, enjoying the massage, and said in a sweet voice.

"There are some strange advertisements."

"What kind of business?"

Zhou Mingyuan asked casually.

This period coincided with the sweeping rise of the mobile internet, a time of frenzied capital investment, and countless speculators yearning for overnight riches.

For Jieyou Media, the number of advertising collaborations coming to them is increasing.

Sometimes even he, the boss, can't tell the difference.

"Recently, the highest bids have mostly been for these two types of collaborations."

Du Jianuo blinked and continued.

"One type is P2P lending platforms under various names, which told me they could offer annual returns of over ten percent, and even over twenty percent."

"Isn't this several times higher than the bank's rate? I know a little about financial management, you know! Maybe I should deposit my salary there too."

Before the girl could finish speaking, Zhou Mingyuan pinched her delicate nose.

"No, you are not allowed to go."

The man spoke with absolute certainty, even swaying left and right twice.

"Why can't I save it to the past?"

Du Jianuo looked on with curiosity.

"I'll explain it to you later. Now, what about the other type?"

"There's another type that I don't quite understand, but the names sound really intimidating."

"Platforms with words like 'commodity exchange' or 'precious metals exchange' in their names, such as the 'South China Silver Exchange Center' or the 'East China Commodity Exchange,' have increasingly imposing names and exaggerated backgrounds."

"This one"

Zhou Mingyuan nodded and hummed in agreement.

The man's hand holding her calf tightened unconsciously, and his massage paused for a while.

Standing on the shoulders of history, he certainly knew these things.

They understand it even better than those in the industry.

“These precious metals exchanges’ business representatives, or what they call market directors, contact me every now and then through various channels, such as WeChat, QQ, and email. They’re everywhere.”

Du Jianuo's cute toes curled up and rubbed against his calf, but her expression became serious.

"By the way! The price they quoted doesn't seem like the usual practice for commercial orders."

"No complicated scripts, no hard-sell brand exposure, and I don't even need to really understand their products."

"All I need to do is mention it casually during my live stream."

"I've been making some investments on the xxx exchange recently, and it's been pretty good. Or maybe we could just put their logo and registration link in a corner of the live stream and keep it up for a while."

"So I find it a bit strange."

She looked up at Zhou Mingyuan, as if seeking his opinion.

"But they gave us a lot of money!"

"Guess what price they quoted?"

“For every valid user who registers through my link and completes their first deposit—oh yes, the minimum deposit is usually 10,000 RMB—they give me 800 to 1000 RMB.”

"Cash settlement, extremely short cycle."

"Honestly, this amount of money is a bit too much."

So many that even Du Jianuo found it unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)