Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

Half an hour later.

The Coaster came to a stop downstairs at the Old Street Studio.

Bai Li got out of the car, checked the notification on her mobile banking app that the rebate had been credited to her account, and muttered to herself:

"Another life of waking up and earning 300,000. Life is really... so easy."

The group went up to the second floor and opened the door.

Wang Wei was sitting at his computer desk, mechanically clicking the mouse.

Just a few days ago he was a chubby guy with a fleshy face, but now he has shrunk considerably.

The jawline is now visible.

Bai Li stepped forward and patted his brother on the shoulder.

"Brother, why are you so listless?"

He pulled out a folding chair next to him and sat down:

"Did Su Mei mess with you again?"

Upon hearing Bai Li's voice, Wang Wei turned his head.

Those eyes were filled with utter despair.

"Sigh..." Wang Wei sighed heavily, "Don't even mention it."

He had a pained expression, and his voice was weak and listless:

"I work like a slave in the studio during the day."

"When I get home tonight, I still have to deal with that vixen. I really can't take it anymore."

Chen Tingting walked over and placed her hand on the back of the chair:

"Fatty, is it really that bad?"

"Hehe..." Wang Wei's laughter was full of helplessness.

He turned to Bai Li and held up six fingers:

"The sixth battle!"

He shouted out the number in grief and indignation.

"Who the hell can handle this? I'm practically waterlogged by the end!"

A burst of laughter erupted in the office area.

Bai Li chuckled and kicked the leg of his chair:

"Take it easy. If you keep pushing yourself like this, you'll really die young."

Wang Weisheng slumped onto the table, utterly dejected.

"Just hang in there a little longer." Bai Li looked around. "Our short drama will be all finished and wrapped up soon."

He cleared his throat and announced loudly.

"We'll give everyone a long holiday then. Let them get some rest."

These words were spoken.

The young women burst into enthusiastic cheers.

Xie Lingmo and Li Mengmeng huddled together, their little hands tightly clasped.

Their eyes were sparkling.

For them, the holiday wasn't the point; the point was that Bai Li also got a holiday.

Then they can take Bai Li outside to play!

"I want to drag Bai Li shopping!" Xie Lingmo whispered to Li Mengmeng.

"I want to buy lots and lots of new clothes for him to wear."

Li Mengmeng blinked her big eyes:

"I want to go too!"

Bai Li tapped the table with his knuckles to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Moreover," Bai Li raised his chin, his tone confident, "based on current market feedback and the platform's projected returns."

He paused for a moment, whetting everyone's appetite.

"Wait for the funds to be settled."

"At least one person can get 200,000."

This statement was like a depth charge, sending the entire studio into chaos.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!"

Chen Tingting was the first to scream.

She grabbed Zhang Qian, who was standing next to her, and jumped and bounced around.

The young women have all gone mad.

"We're rich! We're rich!" Li Jiaxin exclaimed excitedly, her face flushed. "I'm going to have a big meal with my older brother!"

Zhang Qian pounced on Bai Li, wrapped herself around his neck, and kissed him on the cheek.

With a popping sound.

Her eyes were full of adoration:

"Dad, you're amazing!"

Amid the lively atmosphere, only Wang Wei stood out from the crowd.

Chen Tingting noticed his unusual behavior.

The leader walked over:

"Hey, Fatty."

Chen Tingting slapped Wang Wei on the back:

"You're still not happy about getting 200,000? What are you pretending to be, this melancholic male lead?"

Wang Wei was photographed and his body swayed to the side.

He scratched the back of his head and sighed with a wry smile.

"I'm not unhappy." He hung his head. "It's just... I suddenly feel a little inferior."

Chen Tingting frowned deeply: "Two hundred thousand is too little? Your appetite is even bigger than mine!"

"Two hundred thousand is a lot for us." Wang Wei's eyes reddened.

"But what about Su Mei?" Wang Wei's voice trailed off, "It's not even enough to cover her monthly rent."

"And I'm not good-looking either..."

Wang Wei covered his head with both hands and buried his face in his arms.

"I have no idea what she wants from me. What do I have to offer her?"

"Lift your head up." Bai Li patted his brother's shoulder, his voice steady.

"Don't compare these things. This is just our first film."

"Once this path is established, money will flow in like water."

Bai left, guiding Wang Wei:

"As long as you do your job well, you'll eventually get what you want."

Wang Wei raised his head, but his eyes still showed some evasion and a lack of confidence.

Li Jiaxin stepped forward, one hand on her hip.

"Yeah, Wang Wei." Li Jiaxin raised her chin. "Don't be so pessimistic. What's with all the sighing for a grown man like you?"

She looked Wang Wei up and down.

"Besides, haven't you lost some weight now? Look at your chin, it's even more defined now."

Li Jiaxin's words were half encouraging and half teasing:

"Once you get paid, go get a nice haircut. Buy a couple of designer outfits. If you dress up, you'll definitely look good."

He heard someone compliment him on how good-looking he would become.

A glimmer of hope rekindled in Wang Wei's dim eyes.

He turned his head, eager for a definite answer.

"Really, ladies?" Wang Wei looked at the group of young women with longing eyes.

"Uh." Zhang Qian and Lin Xiaoshuang exchanged a glance.

Looking at Wang Wei's face, Zhang Qian couldn't find a single feature that could be described as handsome.

Lin Xiaoshuang turned her head away, her face turning red, and her shoulders trembling.

"Really." Zhang Qian uttered two words with a tense expression.

Lin Xiaoshuang, with her back to Wang Wei, nodded frantically in agreement:

"Yes, you actually have a pretty good foundation."

"Heh..." Wang Wei continued, looking utterly hopeless, "If you guys didn't laugh out loud, I'd believe you."

The voice just fell.

"screw you!"

Chen Tingting has a fiery temper and kicked Wang Wei in the shin.

"Just laugh! So what?" Chen Tingting pointed at his nose and started yelling:

"We were just trying to comfort you, and you're taking advantage of our kindness?"

"A grown man like you, worrying about this all the time, are you sick?!"

She rolled her eyes and continued:

"As long as you behave yourself, you're already a pretty good man."

Lin Xiaoshuang recovered and nodded in agreement.

"That's right. Neither you nor your older brother gamble or touch drugs."

"Besides smoking, he rarely drinks alcohol."

"In today's society, he's a rare good man."

Zhang Qian continued the conversation:

"If your style of conduct were in the West, you could be considered living paladins."

Everyone chimed in with their own comments.

Wang Wei felt much better after being scolded.

He turned his head, leaned close to Bai Li's ear, and whispered something in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Holy crap, Brother Li."

Wang Wei's expression was serious, and he lowered his voice.

"No wonder I enjoy playing with my Holy Sword so much."

He drew a very serious conclusion.

"So it was the holy sword that responded to my chivalrous spirit."