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Chapter 423 The Passionate Chef Huang (8k)
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The recording of the program officially began, with the cameras focused on several cars driving on the road.

Inside a car,
"Master Calculator" Chef Huang is already in action.

Wearing sunglasses, he faced the camera with the air of a worldly-wise, insightful elder, and began to impart his "life experience" in a condescending manner:
"Dear viewers, take my advice: this time, we must get the land deed for the old house no matter what!"

Think about it, what holds its value best these days? It has to be real estate!

He paused, as if recalling his "glorious" investment history, and continued earnestly: "Based on my many years of experience in the capital and my valuable experience in buying and selling property..."
Here's a piece of advice: try to buy a big house while prices are still low! It's an absolutely lucrative investment!

Upon hearing this, the cameraman and driver in the car fell silent instantly, and an awkward silence filled the air.

Are you talking about your mother?!
If I had the money to buy a big house, would I buy a small one?!

Huang Xiaochu's words successfully rendered all the "working people" on the bus speechless, achieving remarkable results.

the other side,
In another car, "Little Sheep" was also expressing his determination to the camera. He clenched his fist and looked sharp: "This time, I will definitely get the land deed! I will revive the glory of my 'Brother Xing' leather factory! I will make our family business shine again!"

After making those harsh remarks,

He couldn't help but drift off into daydreams, pondering his master's earlier hints: who exactly would be today's hidden guest?

Several vehicles arrived one after another at the main recording location.

A scenic area of ​​an ancient town full of Huizhou style.

The five members of the "Men's Gang" got off the bus in front of an old-fashioned house with intricate carvings on the lintel.

"Come on, come on, we're home! We're home!"

Huang Bo took the lead, shouting as he pushed open the creaking wooden door and nimbly stepped over the wooden threshold that was at least knee-high.

He walked into the courtyard, looked around at the old, weathered furnishings inside the house, and a poignant expression of "a wanderer returning home" appeared on his face:

"Look, it's been so long since I've been back. This is where I grew up; every blade of grass and every tree feels so familiar." She then said...
He didn't forget to turn around and tease Zhang Yixing, who was following behind him with an innocent look on his face, pointing to a corner of the yard and making up a story: "Yixing, do you remember? You were so naughty when you were little, you loved to pee and play in the mud in this yard every day!"

"Hey, Brother Bo, what nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever do such a thing?!"

Zhang Yixing was immediately dumbfounded, his face clearly showing his innocence, and he quickly clarified to the camera.

"Look at Huang Bo, with his short legs, he has to lift his body really high to step over such a small step. He's really useless!"

Sun Honglei, who arrived shortly after, immediately seized the opportunity to launch a ruthless "personal attack" on Huang Bo, specifically targeting his "weaknesses".

The members of the "Men's Gang" have worked together for three seasons and are already as familiar with each other as family. They naturally don't hold back when they tease each other, which is a kind of "plastic brotherhood" full of everyday life.

This is also one of the biggest sources of laughter in the show.

As the five brothers gathered noisily in the old house, they began a thorough search, turning the yard upside down in an attempt to find the land deed that symbolized wealth and hope.

Just as chaos erupted,
A deliberately emphasized, authoritative cough came from the direction of the main house.

Then, an old hand lifted the heavy red curtain covering the main house.

An elderly man, dressed in a dark mandarin jacket, with sparse white hair, wearing reading glasses, and with shiny wooden beads on his wrist, walked out with a slightly unsteady gait.

He was holding a sandalwood box that looked very old.

The visitor was none other than the "old housekeeper" of this ancestral home, and also a key NPC in this game.

"Hey, old housekeeper! You're still alive and kicking!" Huang Bo was the first to react, greeting him with a grin.

"Greetings, greetings to Third Master!" Wang Xun chimed in.

"Third Master, may you be blessed!" Sun Honglei even performed a bizarre and inappropriate greeting.

Although the brothers didn't speak seriously, their actions still showed basic respect for their elders.

"You...you still came!"

The old steward looked at his unworthy descendants with a face full of disappointment and frustration.

He sighed heavily and handed the sandalwood box forward, "Weren't you here to find the house deed? Here it is."

"Quick, open it and take a look!"

Wang Xun eagerly took the box, while Huang Bo leaned forward to examine the small brass lock.

"Be careful, it might be a trap. I suspect it's empty."

Chef Huang tilted his head back, using his "fortune teller" mind to try and figure out the show's tricks.

"There aren't that many empty spaces; it looks like a book."

Huang Bo carefully opened the box, and sure enough, there was no land deed inside, only a thread-bound booklet with yellowed paper.

He picked up the booklet with a puzzled look, opened the cover, and began to read it aloud by the light:

"As the old saying goes, 'If you didn't cultivate virtue in your past life, you'll be born in Huizhou'... In our Huizhou, men have to go out to apprentice from a young age to make a living."

So, I remember when I was twelve or thirteen, I was about to leave my hometown with five other brothers to go out and learn how to do business...

The journey has been long and arduous, from the lowest apprentice to a waiter, and then from a waiter to a top seller. The hardships along the way are beyond what outsiders can understand. It's been over a decade since I last returned to my hometown…”

"Unexpectedly, the old shopkeeper has suddenly summoned the six of us back to our hometown. This experience of returning home is of great importance. I must record the process in detail so that it may be of reference to future generations."

After reading this poignant "self-narration," Huang Bo closed the booklet and looked at the old butler with a puzzled expression: "Third Master, this...this isn't a land deed either?"

"This is definitely not a land deed!"

The old housekeeper tapped the ground with his cane, his tone tinged with reprimand, "This is our family's entrepreneurial history! It's the spiritual wealth left by our ancestors!"

He continued, “Back then, there were indeed six young men like you who went out to make their way in the world.”

One of them was smart, capable, and particularly ambitious. He ultimately stood out from the competition and was successfully elected as the head manager of our "Bu Er Tang".

Before he died, he left behind this booklet. He said, 'If my descendants are unworthy and the family falls into decline, they will surely return to this ancestral hall to look for the house deed'...

As the old butler spoke, his gaze swept across the five people's faces, and he suddenly asked in confusion, "Speaking of which, weren't there six of you when you left back then?"
How come now... there are only five of you left? Where's the last one?

"Oh, you mean the little pig?"

Sun Honglei waved his hand dismissively and made up a story, "Dead! Starved to death on the way!"

"What do you mean by starving to death? It was clearly you, Honglei, who stole their last bit of food."

Huang Xiaochu immediately picked up where he left off and began to "make up a story".

"Yeah yeah!"

Huang Bo quickly added fuel to the fire, "The little pig was so pitiful back then, clinging to your leg, crying and begging you to leave him a bite to eat."
And what about you?

He's as hard-hearted as a rock, completely ignoring me! I just watched him...sigh!

The "Double Yellows" worked in perfect harmony, instantly pinning the blame for "killing" their brother on Sun Honglei, leaving "King Yan" speechless and turning green with anger.

Zhang Yixing and Wang Xun, meanwhile, watched the spectacle with amusement, laughing uproariously.

"Dead?! That won't do!"

Upon hearing this, the old steward's expression changed drastically, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "It's clearly written in this book that if one is missing, the luck is incomplete, and it will cause great trouble! This is a warning left by our ancestors!"

"What trouble?"

Upon hearing this, the brothers all stopped joking and curiously stepped forward to ask.

"Cut! — Excellent! Teachers, get ready, we're changing scenes and costumes!"

The director Yan Ming's voice blared through a loudspeaker, interrupting the natural progression of the plot.

Staff quickly pushed up a row of mobile clothes racks filled with clothing from the Republican era.

The show then entered the classic "time travel" segment, where the five members of the "Men's Gang" would "travel" back to the past.

Play the role of their ancestors who went out to do business, and personally experience a dramatic drama of the struggle for the position of manager of "Bu Er Tang".

"Yixing, wear this. The color suits you."

Based on the manager's team's feedback, the stylist specially prepared a light purple silk mandarin jacket for Zhang Yixing, who is an idol, with a moon-white stand-up collar shirt underneath.

Compared to the dark, coarse cloth clothes worn by Huang Bo and Sun Honglei, which were more suited to ordinary people, these clothes were indeed much cleaner and more presentable.

However, his signature blond hair looked slightly out of place against the backdrop of his vintage clothing, making him appear like a "stranger" who had accidentally wandered onto the wrong film set.

After changing into their costumes, the men waved the paper folding fans provided by the production team and sized each other up.

They walked towards the more magnificent "Bu Er Tang" mansion in another part of the ancient town, chatting and laughing.

"Open the door! Open the door! Is anyone alive?!"

"Why did you call me back?! Hurry up!"

Sun Honglei fully displayed his "thuggish" nature, walked up to the vermilion gate, and pounded on the brass ring on the door without any politeness. His voice was loud and his posture was arrogant, just like a "tyrant" who had returned to his hometown to collect debts.

"Squeak-"

With a soft click, the old wooden door opened. A young man with a long braid, wearing a melon-shaped hat, and dressed as a waiter appeared behind the door.
He bowed respectfully to the five men and said humbly, "The five clerks have returned just in time. The old manager has been waiting for a long time. Please come in."

The waiter stepped aside to lead the way, and the men followed noisily inside.

Sun Honglei continued walking at the front, constantly shouting, "Where's the manager? Where's the manager?"

As Huang Xiaochu, Zhang Yixing, and the others walked, they curiously looked around at the courtyard, which was more spacious and exquisite than the old house they had visited before.

however,
As they crossed the front yard and were about to enter the main hall for receiving guests, the people in front slowed down and lowered their voices.

Inside the main hall, a figure sat leisurely in the main seat.

The man was dressed in a striking, finely crafted bright red long gown, over which he wore a matching mandarin jacket. The silver-embroidered vine and branch patterns were subtly visible as the light shifted, giving him an air of extraordinary elegance.

He turned slightly to the side, holding a closed folding fan in his left hand, which he gently rested on his knee, while his right hand elegantly picked up the white porcelain tea lid from the octagonal table next to him, slowly and deliberately stirring the tea leaves in the gaiwan.

This still image alone exudes an indescribable languor, elegance, and nobility, as if the figures have stepped out of an old magazine from the Republican era.
In stark contrast to the somewhat gloomy and rustic surroundings, it instantly became the visual focal point of the entire space, firmly attracting everyone's attention.

The members of the men's group were stunned by what they saw, and for a moment they forgot to make a fuss.

The bright red color created a strong visual impact against Gu Qing's fair skin, which he carried off perfectly. Far from looking vulgar, it gave him a breathtakingly handsome appearance, as if instantly pulling people into that era.

"I wondered who was making such a racket outside. It turns out it's you five gentlemen who have returned."

As if hearing the noise at the door, Gu Qing slowly put the lid on the teapot, making a crisp clinking sound.

He turned his head to face the men standing dumbfounded at the door, his eyelids slightly raised, and a half-smile curled at the corner of his lips.

He spoke softly, his voice clear yet carrying a unique, deliberate tone: "It's been over a decade since we last met, how come... you still look like such a poor, uncouth person?"

The rhythm and cadence of these words were perfectly captured, full of the unique style of old-time literati or... scions of noble families, slightly sarcastic yet still elegant.

"Gu Chaofeng".

The waiter who was leading the way quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Gu Qing.

"Hahaha! Little brother! It's you?!"

The next second, Zhang Yixing, who had just come to his senses, widened his eyes in surprise and shouted excitedly, completely forgetting about the role-playing.
He rushed forward, arms outstretched, ready to give Gu Qing a bear hug: "Oh my, so you're today's guest! No wonder the director was so secretive, refusing to say anything!"

The carefully crafted atmosphere of the Republican era was instantly shattered by Sheep's heartfelt cheers, plunging the audience back into the familiar reality of variety shows.

Gu Qing couldn't maintain his aloof "patron" demeanor any longer and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He put down his crossed legs, stood up, and hugged Zhang Yixing, saying, "Brother Lay, long time no see."

"Xiao Gu, oh my, I didn't even recognize you at first glance! You're getting more and more handsome."

Huang Bo also walked over with a smile and patted Gu Qing on the shoulder affectionately.

"Brother Bo, it's been a long time."

Gu Qing smiled and responded, then turned to the others and politely greeted them one by one: "Brother Xun, Brother Honglei..."

When it was time to shake hands with Sun Honglei,

"Handsome Lei Lei" deliberately held onto his hand, scrutinizing Gu Qing's dazzling outfit from head to toe.

Then he tugged at his drab, coarse cloth jacket and loudly "protested" to the production crew off-camera:
"Is this fair?! Yan Ming, come out here! Explain to me why Gu Qing gets to wear such beautiful clothes."
Am I really supposed to wear these tattered clothes? Like someone who just fled from war! This discrimination is so obvious!

"Honglei, you've misunderstood the production team."

Yan Ming's voice came from off-screen, delivering a precise finishing blow: "What's beautiful isn't the clothes, it's the people!"

Mr. Gu is a natural clothes hanger; he looks good in everything. Even if he took off this outfit and gave it to you, you… just couldn't pull it off with that kind of charisma.”

"Who says I can't handle this?! How could I not handle this?!"

Sun Honglei feigned anger and made a move to unbutton Gu Qing's clothes. "Come on, take it off! Take it off now! I'll show you what the power of 'King Yan' really is!"

"Get out of here! Get out of the way! Look at your thuggish behavior, you should be dragged out and shot for five minutes!"

Seeing this, Chef Huang immediately took on the role of "patriarch."
With a light tap of his folding fan, he gently tapped Sun Honglei's restless hand, then stepped forward to protect Gu Qing behind him.

He turned to look at Gu Qing, his face instantly switching to a kind and approachable "teacher" mode. He even reached out to straighten Gu Qing's collar, which had been slightly disheveled by Sun Honglei, and asked in a gentle tone, "Little Gu, how are your studies going lately? Are you settling in well at the Beijing Film Academy? Are the teachers all doing well?"

"Yes, thank you for your concern, Professor Huang. I'm having a great time at the Beijing Film Academy."

Gu Qing nodded obediently and said with a smile, "The teachers at the school are all very skilled and patient. I have learned a lot of practical acting knowledge and skills in class."

He paused, his tone carrying just the right amount of regret: "It's a bit of a pity that I've never had the chance to hear Professor Huang's lectures in person."

"Haha, in the past, not many students dared to choose my class."

Chef Huang was delighted by the compliments and laughed heartily, his gaze towards Gu Qing becoming increasingly affectionate.

When Gu Qing first appeared on "Go Fighting!", his relationship with Chef Huang was mostly just polite formalities for the sake of the show.

Even with Teacher He in between, they didn't develop much genuine closeness.

At that time, Huang Xiaochu's motivation was probably more out of professional ethics and enthusiasm in front of the camera.

But as time has passed, the genuine affection between the two has clearly increased.

The reasons for this are complex in some ways, but simple in others—factions.

Both being graduates of the Beijing Film Academy, this "alumni" relationship is especially important in the entertainment industry, a society built on personal connections.

This relationship may not be very effective when there is a significant disparity in the social status of the two parties.

But when both sides can engage in dialogue at the same level, and even leverage each other's strengths and achieve mutual success.

This "nepotism" formed by the bond of alma mater is all the more precious and solid.

Huang Xiaochu is not only a well-known alumnus of the Beijing Film Academy, but also stayed on to teach. He personally mentored a group of star students who have made great achievements in the entertainment industry today, and can be regarded as one of the important representatives of the Beijing Film Academy faction.

From the moment Gu Qing was admitted to the Beijing Film Academy, she was already considered part of the Beijing Film Academy's camp by many discerning people in the industry.

And with her current soaring popularity, reputation, and potential, she is undoubtedly the most dazzling among the younger generation of artists at the Beijing Film Academy.

The most core representative is undoubtedly the "direct descendant" and the face of the group!

this,

But all the artists who graduated from Beijing Film Academy are proud of their "junior brother," who is one of their own!

therefore,

The enthusiasm and care that Huang Xiaochu showed at this moment not only reflected the guidance of a senior, but also the warmth and recognition of "family," making it seem incredibly natural and sincere.

"Hey, hey, hey! So, Gu Qing, you'll have to call me 'teacher' too, right?"

Zhang Yixing's mind raced at this moment, and he said cheerfully, "Then I'm your rightful senior brother! You're my... um, second junior brother!"

"Okay, senior brother."

Gu Qing readily complied and smiled as she played along with him.

"No, no! Wait a minute!"

Huang Bo also joined in the fun, pointing to himself, "I'm also a graduate of Beijing Film Academy, a proper alumnus!"
According to seniority, I am your senior brother!

"Hey! Xiao Bo, you've finally agreed to acknowledge me as your teacher in front of the camera today?"

Chef Huang immediately seized the opportunity, a look of "great satisfaction" on his face, and teased.

"Yes, Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother,"

Gu Qing suppressed a laugh, "So here's the question: when will our master be captured by a monster?"

"Hahaha--!"

A joyful atmosphere permeated the four of them, forming an invisible "Beijing Film Academy clique".

Sun Honglei and Wang Xun, standing to the side, watched the four of them enjoying themselves and trying to establish kinship with each other, and felt their teeth ache with envy.

It's inevitable to feel jealous and resentful, wondering why their alma mater can't produce someone like Gu Qing.

After a lively reminiscing and "family reunion," the game was finally able to move forward.

Following instructions, Gu Qing and the other five members of the men's group sat down on six pear wood chairs set up in the hall, listening to the guide announce the specific rules of this "battle for the shopkeeper".

"Now that all six of you have arrived, I would like to announce an important matter and report it to you all."

The waiter cleared his throat and said loudly, "Our old manager of 'Bu Er Tang' is getting on in years and his energy is inevitably waning. He feels powerless to continue."

Aside from Gu Chaofeng, who has been an outstanding employee in recent years, the five of you are also among the oldest and most senior employees who have worked alongside the old manager for many years.

"Therefore, after careful consideration, the old manager has decided to select one of you six who is shrewd, capable, and decisive, and who..."

The waiter paused, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Gu Qing's dazzling red clothes, and added, "And he's handsome, a new manager who can represent the face of our 'Bu Er Tang'!"

"Is there even a question? I'm the perfect candidate to be the new manager."

Sun Honglei tried his best to open his small eyes wide, "Who here is as handsome as me?"

"Hey Lei, open your eyes and talk."

Gu Qingdao.

"I've opened my eyes as wide as they can!!!"

"These are phoenix eyes! Little Gu, don't you know how to appreciate them?!"

Sun Honglei was enraged.

Everyone burst into laughter at Gu Qing's brilliant remark.

"Hahaha, Honglei, what do you mean by insulting someone? My junior brother is just telling the truth. What kind of image do you have?"

While rubbing his eyes, which were streaked with tears from laughing, Huang Bo didn't forget to add insult to injury.

The waiter suppressed a laugh and continued announcing the rules: "Well then, the old manager has decided to test everyone's business acumen!"
"The six of you will each go out to do business. Whoever earns the most money within the stipulated time will naturally become the new head manager of our 'Unparalleled Hall,' as everyone hopes!"

"As the old manager knows, the six of you are currently empty-handed and have no capital. As for the start-up capital, he will naturally lend it to you first."

"Gu Chaofeng,"

The clerk turned to Gu Qing, his tone exceptionally respectful, "You are the clerk who has worked here the longest and performed the best. The old manager specifically instructed that you go in first to meet him and receive your principal."

"Alright, then I'll go and pay my respects to the shopkeeper first."

Gu Qing immediately got into character, snapping his folding fan shut with a swift and elegant motion.

He then stood up and, not forgetting to symbolically dust off his clothes with his sleeves, a series of small gestures that perfectly demonstrated the old-fashioned clever waiter's attention to appearance and adherence to rules.

He nodded slightly to the other five people, then turned and followed the waiter into the inner room.

Entering the inner hall,

Due to limited budget for the show, the same old steward will play the role of the old shopkeeper.

The old man was quite old and walked rather slowly.

"Shopkeeper, why did you get up yourself? Please sit down and be careful."

Seeing this, Gu Qing quickly stepped forward, reached out and firmly supported the old man's arm, and carefully helped him sit back down in the armchair.

"Alas, of these six apprentices, I have the highest hopes for you, young man."

After the old manager sat down, he patted Gu Qing's hand, which was supporting him, and his eyes were full of appreciation. "Thoughtful, polite, and most importantly, perceptive and able to read between the lines. These are all indispensable qualities for a head manager!"

Otherwise, I wouldn't have called you in first.

The veteran actor truly lives up to his reputation; his delivery of lines is superb, his emotions are rich, and his transitions between scenes are incredibly smooth.

Then, the tone shifted abruptly, and the speaker began a serious "PUA" pitch: "Let me give you another heads-up. This time, prepare your initial investment. There are three rooms inside."

The signs above read: 'More,' 'No more, No less,' and 'Less.' You can choose to enter one of the rooms and take the gold bars inside as starting capital.

Remember, be extremely careful when making your choice! Very careful! This is crucial to the success or failure of your future business ventures!

"Shopkeeper, I understand what you mean."

Gu Qing's face showed a serious and solemn expression, and he nodded vigorously.
then……

Without hesitation, he walked firmly straight to the room with the word "more" hanging on the door.

Old shopkeeper: "Hey, young man!"

Seeing his resolute retreating figure, he was stunned for a moment, then pointed in his direction with a wry smile and said to the camera, "So all that I said earlier was for nothing?"

Gu Qing pushed open the door and saw an open wooden treasure chest covered with red velvet on the octagonal table in the center of the room.

In an instant,
A dazzling golden light almost blinded the eyes—the box was neatly stacked with gleaming gold bars!
The total is: "Sixty yuan"!
"So many gold bars..."

Gu Qing frowned slightly, unconsciously tapping her palm with her folding fan, as if she was thinking rapidly.

He turned to the camera following him and began to analyze the situation. "I watched the first episode. Little Pig was greedy and took a lot of gold bars. As a result, he was unable to move easily due to the weight and ended up losing the competition."

"So... logically speaking, I should learn from past mistakes, choose to take less, travel light, and be flexible."

Gu Qing paused, her eyes sharpening with a do-or-die determination: "But what is our core mission this time?"
It's about 'making money'! It's about doing business!

As the old saying goes: "The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish!"

"I want them all!!"

Without further hesitation, Gu Qing swiftly packed all sixty gold bars from the box into the antique-looking bamboo woven container prepared by the production team.

"How... is it so heavy!"

The bamboo tube filled with gold bars felt heavy in his hand. Gu Qing struggled to lift it, intending to swing the straps over his shoulder and show off a bit.

"Hey hey hey—splash!"

As a result, the weight of several dozen kilograms instantly caused him to lose his balance, and he staggered backward several steps uncontrollably.

The cameraman, who was filming, was so startled that he quickly stepped forward and almost reached out to help.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

With a muffled thud, Gu Qing finally lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"It's okay... just laugh if you want to, don't hold it in."

Seeing the cameraman's face turn red, Gu Qing smiled awkwardly, pushed away the lens that was almost in his face, resignedly untied the strap of the bamboo tube, stood up obediently, and put the bamboo tube on his back.

He had just reached the door, preparing to return to the lobby to meet the other five people.

"Come back! Come back!"

The old shopkeeper's voice came from behind again, tinged with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, "You child, all you think about is taking the money, you won't even sign an IOU? You've worked in our shop for so long, and you've forgotten even this basic rule?"

The old shopkeeper said,

He took out a pre-prepared IOU on Xuan paper from his sleeve, spread it on the table, and pushed over the inkstone and brush. "Come on, write your name on it."

"Interest?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Qing muttered to himself as he walked back, "Could it be the legendary 'nine out and thirteen back'?"

Do we Hui merchants also play this game?
Isn't the motto "Honesty is fundamental, and profit should be pursued with righteousness"?

He nervously picked up the IOU, carefully read the terms, and then breathed a long sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, it's only 10% interest, which is fair. You are indeed a kind person, sir."

"of course."

The old shopkeeper stroked his beard, his smile growing even more benevolent. He looked at Gu Qing and said, "The spirit of our Huizhou merchants has a second half, which is equally important: 'Mutual assistance and solidarity!'"

"So, next, you can also voluntarily act as a guarantor for another person."

If the person you vouched for later becomes wealthy and makes money in business, you can take 20% of their final profits as your 'guarantee bonus'.

"But...on the contrary, if the person you vouch for not only doesn't make money, but actually loses money and incurs debt..."

Therefore, as the guarantor, you will need to assume all of his debts!

"Take on...all the debts?"

Gu Qing held the calligraphy brush, his brows furrowed, lost in thought. He muttered to himself, "Then this person... must be extremely reliable and extremely capable."

Teacher Huang is so smart; his nickname "Master Calculator" isn't for nothing. He must know a lot about making money, and the risk should be minimal.

Gu Qing solemnly wrote down two words.

But off-camera...
Yan Ming, the chief director who had been closely monitoring the situation inside the hall, watched Gu Qing's pen-writing movements on the monitor.
The corners of his mouth involuntarily and slowly curved into an extremely "wicked" arc, carrying a hint of "successful conspiracy."

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(End of this chapter)