A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

"A card contract?" Chen Ye, with the girl hanging around his neck, instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist to keep her from falling.

It's no big deal.

It's nothing more than the usual tactics of those bloodsucking companies in South Korea.

Chen Ye didn't rush to give assurances; instead, he raised an eyebrow: "Don't be so quick to ask for help. I'm quite curious, how did you manage to convince all four of them?"

He looked at Song Yuqi: "Those people are top-tier in South Korea now. They can't just come running to my company to work for me based on a few words from you, can they?"

Song Yuqi's previously confident demeanor crumbled.

She looked away, her two slender white fingers unconsciously twisting together.

"Well... I didn't just get something for nothing." Song Yuqi's voice lowered. "I took it upon myself to agree to a few small conditions on behalf of the company."

Chen Ye lifted her up.

My little money-grubber is very shrewd; he won't issue any outrageous blank checks unless he's absolutely certain.

"Tell me your story," Chen Ye asked. "Do you want shares or an exorbitant signing fee?"

Song Yuqi shook her head repeatedly.

"How could I accept those!" she quickly explained. "It's just... I promised them that after they join the new company, you'll write a new solo song for each of them every year."

She glanced at Chen Ye's expression and added another sentence.

"Then our team of five will release one hit song every year." Song Yuqi held up one hand, "making a total of five songs."

Chen Ye looked at those five fair and delicate fingers.

The music library in the system inventory is already overflowing.

Coming up a hit song is as easy as going downstairs to buy a head of cabbage. How could these five girls be willing to sell themselves for a mere five songs?

This is a huge profit.

He remained outwardly calm: "Anything else?"

"I have two more small requests," Song Yuqi said in an even lower voice. "First, when we return to China to develop our careers, the company absolutely cannot arbitrarily disrupt our five-person lineup and force in newcomers. Second... if it's a song we created ourselves, the copyright must be in our own hands."

After saying that, she bit her lower lip and looked at Chen Ye.

Most of the larger entertainment companies in China treat their artists like livestock.

Squeezing out all remaining value and then keeping the copyright and character design entirely in the hands of capital is an outrageous act in China.

Chen Ye burst out laughing.

The level of sophistication of those entertainment companies in South Korea is just so-so; look how they've manipulated these girls.

Even something as fundamentally right as retaining the copyright to one's own creations can be used as a major bargaining chip in negotiations.

"Okay." Chen Ye nodded.

He reached out and pinched Song Yuqi's cheek.

"No problem, I agree to everything. These requests aren't unreasonable." Chen Ye smiled. "The boss's wife is quite capable. She managed to lure a top girl group back to work illegally with just a few songs. She's made a killing on this deal."

Song Yuqi's eyes lit up instantly.

"Honey, you're the best!"

She was so happy that she kissed Chen Ye twice on the cheek, leaving two bright drool marks.

Chen Ye carried her to the bedside and sat down.

"Don't get too excited, we're not done with the important stuff yet." Chen Ye patted her on the back. "You just said their former company was trying to hold them back. How long is that lousy contract left?"

Song Yuqi tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"All things considered, it's been almost two months." Song Yuqi frowned. "Recently, people from the company have been talking to them one by one every day, pressuring them to renew their contracts, making all sorts of empty promises, and even resorting to threats."

two months.

Chen Ye was making plans in his mind.

The timing was perfect; the show was filmed and the participants returned just in time for the deadline.

As for the disgusting tactics of those Korean companies, they are nothing more than freezing out employees, throwing dirty water on them, and withholding breach of contract penalties.

The [Universal Termination Contract] lying in his system inventory is always ready to be used.

When it comes to that point, the contract is activated, and the law of causality takes effect immediately.

No matter how big the company is, they all have to obediently release the person.

Chen Ye remained silent, only saying, "Go talk to my system."

"Alright, it's no big deal." Chen Ye put Song Yuqi off him. "Tell them to relax and keep things calm. I'll handle all this mess once the contract expires."

With those words, Song Yuqi felt relieved.

"Alright!" She jumped out of bed. "Go wash up quickly."

Chen Ye nodded, took his change of clothes, and went into the bathroom.

I took a hot shower.

Chen Ye dried his hair with a towel and walked into the bedroom.

Song Yuqi was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a dark face mask on her face, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

Footsteps were heard, and indistinct sounds came from under the face mask.

"Honey, check your phone! There's a message in the group chat."

Chen Ye hung the towel around his neck, pulled back the blanket, and leaned against the headboard.

"What group? Your girl group's group for switching agencies?"

"No." Song Yuqi pointed to her phone screen, "It's the 'Ten Stars Shine' group that we just created this afternoon."

Then it started to roll up.

Chen Ye picked up his phone, which was lying on the bedside table, and opened WeChat.

There was a conspicuous red dot in the group chat.

Upon clicking, one would find that Wang Anyu had sent a long voice message that lasted a full 59 seconds, accompanied by several text comments.

Chen Ye turned on the voice message.

Wang Anyu's extremely cautious voice came from the phone's speaker.

Good evening, everyone! Sorry to disturb your rest.

An extremely humble opening.

Chen Ye laughed.

The voice recording is still ongoing.

"Xiao Hu and I have been looking at guesthouses near our first stop. We have two options. One is in the city center, close to the attractions, but there are so few rooms that we'd have to split up. The other is in the northern part of the city..."

Wang Anyu paused for a moment, then spoke even more cautiously.

"The one in the north of the city allows everyone to live together, but it's a bit far from the city center. We're undecided and wanted to ask you all if choosing the north area is a good option? If you mind, we'll change our minds immediately!"

After listening to this report.

Chen Ye's lips curled up slightly.

These two tour guides are really going all out. With the show's meager budget, they managed to create the impression of serving the client.

Someone in the group replied quickly.

The eldest sister, Qin Hailu, was the first to send a voice message, her voice hearty: "I'm fine with anything, you two can arrange it, we'll see what the others think."

Immediately afterwards, Qin Lan, the electronic music influencer, replied: "I'm fine with anything~ You guys decide~"

That hoarse voice sent shivers down your spine.

Xin Zhilei and Dilraba also lined up to express their opinions, all saying "We will follow the tour guide's arrangements" and "We have no objections."

At this moment, that silly roe deer, Lu Han, popped up.

Having just experienced the baptism of love songs, he is clearly still in a state of high excitement.

He simply posted an emoji with the caption: "I don't care where I live, as long as there's internet."

Chen Ye twitched the corner of his mouth.

This guy is single by choice.

Chen Ye tapped his fingers on the screen a few times.

"Anything is fine, you can decide. Thank you for your hard work."

Song Yuqi, who was wearing a face mask next to her, also sent a copy-paste message: "We'll see how it goes."

Seeing that everyone had given them the green light and hadn't complained, the two people on the other end clearly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hu Xianxu sent three grateful emojis in a row.

"Okay, okay! Thank you so much, brothers and sisters!"

Wang Anyu then added another point.

"Our flight is early the day after tomorrow. Considering the time difference, we'll probably land in the evening. Please remember to bring your carry-on luggage, as the temperature difference might be quite significant at night!"

The group chat was flooded with messages again.

The itinerary has been confirmed.

Chen Ye casually tossed his phone aside.

"These two tour guides are quite responsible," Chen Ye commented casually. At least for the rest of the trip, he wouldn't have to argue about trivial matters every day.

Song Yuqi tore off the face mask and threw it into the trash can.

She patted her cheeks to promote absorption while turning her head with a mischievous grin.

"It's only because they got this job. If you were the tour guide, I bet you'd be fast asleep by now," Song Yuqi quipped.

Chen Ye smiled but didn't respond.

If he were to become the tour guide, the show might not even last until the second episode before it has to end.

Song Yuqi crawled into bed.

She seemed to have suddenly thought of a good idea and leaned close to Chen Ye's ear.

"Honey, what do you think..." she whispered, adopting a thief-like posture, "Should we secretly hide some money and take it out with us?"

Right in the middle.

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

Bringing your own savings is a must.

The meager budget the production team gave him was far from enough; he was here on a paid vacation, a publicly funded trip.

If we really followed the production team's stingy standards, eating at roadside stalls and sleeping in bunk beds, what would be the point of playing this game?

Instead of having to put up with the director's attitude, it's better to just hide some money away for yourself.

"I think it's a good idea." Chen Ye nodded. "It's very necessary. Let's exchange some cash in advance and carry it with us for backup."

Song Yuqi immediately perked up.

"How much should we exchange?" She counted on her fingers, "I saw in the documents sent by the production team that the total budget for everyone in the first stop of this trip, Camel Country, is only 100,000 Chinese yuan."

She tentatively asked, "How about... we hide thirty to fifty thousand?"

In her mind, taking half of the total budget as her own money was already an extremely arrogant and cheating act.

Chen Ye didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Let's exchange it for 200,000 first." He said casually, as if he were ordering a plate of stir-fried cabbage.

Song Yuqi's eyes widened suddenly.

"Two hundred thousand?!" Her voice cracked. "The entire production team only gave us one hundred thousand, and you're taking two hundred thousand with you? Is this a vacation or a charity trip?"

This isn't a TV show recording; it's a money-giving spree.

Chen Ye put his hands behind his head with a straight face.

"We're going out to have fun, why should we care about those things?" Chen Ye brainwashed her. "Don't you know the saying 'it's better to be frugal on the road'? Having this money with you gives you confidence. If the food isn't to your liking, we can eat out ourselves. If we want to buy souvenirs, we don't have to just look at them longingly. Expenses abroad won't be small."

Most importantly, Brother Chen isn't short of money.

He felt ashamed to be seen stingy in front of the camera with a group of people over a few dollars.

Song Yuqi was completely fooled by this set of fallacies and heresies, and actually thought it made a lot of sense.

Anyway, my husband is rich and powerful, so 200,000 is nothing to him.

"Fine, I'll do as you say." She gave up struggling. "Then I'll have someone go to the bank tomorrow to exchange some cash in advance."

Finalize the important matters.

They each scrolled through their phones for a while, then fell asleep in each other's arms.

Silent all night.

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the heavy curtains, casting a slanted glow on the carpet.

It was a little after nine in the morning.

Chen Ye opened his eyes right on time.

He turned his head and glanced at Song Yuqi, who was still fast asleep.

The little girl was sleeping soundly, but one of her long, fair legs was dangling outside the blanket.

Chen Ye didn't wake her up. He tucked her legs back under the covers and got out of bed.

After washing up, I changed into some casual loungewear.

Pushing open the door to the guest room, I stepped into the hallway outside.

Lu Han's mansion was ridiculously large. Chen Ye strolled along the corridor and arrived at the open-plan kitchen island.

Adhering to the principle of self-reliance, he planned to make some breakfast.

Open the huge double-door built-in refrigerator.

A wave of cold air hit me.

The refrigerator was crammed full of top-quality ingredients.

M9 grade Wagyu beef, black truffles, and even French foie gras.

Lu Han, that kid, lives alone; he certainly knows how to enjoy life.

It's practically a ready-made, top-notch wet market.

Without any hesitation, Chen Ye took out a piece of top-quality Wagyu beef with snowflake marbling and prepared to cut two pieces to make a high-end sandwich.

I had just tossed the Wagyu beef onto the cutting board, and my hand hadn't even touched the knife handle yet.

A piercing scream suddenly came from the hallway outside the kitchen.

"Holy crap!! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Immediately afterwards, Lu Han, sporting a messy, frizzy hairstyle and having even lost one of her slippers, rushed into the kitchen.