I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

Sister Zhang looked at the two blank faces in the back seat through the rearview mirror, waited for several seconds, and then laughed out loud herself.

"Oh, you haven't talked about it yet?" Her tone suddenly became very relaxed.

It's good that they didn't talk about it; it seems that Bai Cai still cares about her as her agent.

"Okay, remember to let me know when you two are talking. You need to be prepared in all aspects. Don't just make a rash decision and announce it officially, okay?"

Sister Zhang's tone was like she was coaxing a kindergarten child who was begging for candy.

"There are a lot of bad people in the entertainment industry, you know?"

"You two have become so popular lately, which has affected the interests of countless people. There must be someone who is plotting against you, but they just haven't found a way to do it yet."

"So, making an official announcement is something you have to be careful about, otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble it might cause!"

There was a moment of silence in the car.

Tian Xiwei finally reacted, her face turning bright red.

"Sis, what did you say?!"

Why does it seem like the two of them have already secretly pledged their lives to each other?

Although, although their relationship is quite good now.

But isn't this ridiculous?!

"We came here to look at the house, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Her voice suddenly rose, as if she was afraid that the other party would use her extraordinary wisdom to make some extraordinary statement again.

"Okay, okay, let's look at houses, as long as you two know what you're doing," Sister Zhang added at the end.

She felt that the two children were sensible enough, and that a gentle reminder from her was sufficient.

Cheng Che blushed a little, but amidst the blush, he seemed to be deep in thought.

He thought Sister Zhang was right.

Tian Xiwei is a little better off, but I'm someone who hasn't even signed with an entertainment company, yet I don't know how many people's cakes, chocolates, bread, potato chips, fried chicken, and cola I've taken advantage of...

Not to mention the numerous "experts" in literary circles who are constantly trying to exploit his negative influence.

Although he had the protection of Chinese websites, he hadn't really done anything bad; at most, he just liked to throw out some venomous remarks.

But as the saying goes, a wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall; before truly confessing one's feelings, it is still necessary to do more preparation.

Hmm... he thinks it's not a big problem.

At worst, he can share more revolutionary songs and poems, donate more money, do more good deeds, and with his current excellent public image...

Ah!

You can't die, you absolutely can't die!

Cheng Che was a very proactive person; he immediately looked down, took out his phone, and sent a message to his beloved boss—

……

Zero: Boss, boss, are you there?

At the headquarters of the Chinese website, Bai Ye frowned.

Suddenly she sent me a message... Has the child gotten into trouble again?

white night:?

Zero: Woqu boss, let me tell you, I just realized I'm incredibly rich, I feel like I can't possibly spend all of it.

"?"

What?

What does it mean?

Is she here to flaunt her wealth?

You've got the wrong person... She's a third-generation rich kid from Shanghai.

Zero: So I decided to donate a small amount of money in conjunction with Chinese websites. Do you feel the same way?

"?"

Bai Ye smiled.

Ah! The child has grown up! He's become sensible!

So you've learned to give back to your family?

Bai Ye: Okay.

She has no objection!

God knows how much attention the phrase "joint donation by Zero and Chinese website" will bring to the website.

Is this for real?

……

Cheng Che put away his phone with satisfaction.

"What are you doing?" Tian Xiwei asked.

"I did a good deed," Cheng Che said seriously.

Regardless of the reason for doing good deeds, just tell me if it's a good deed or not!

"Oh." Tian Xiwei didn't press further.

The van drove smoothly, carrying several people to view properties.

Sister Zhang chose three apartments in total.

They went to see the first two sets first, but Cheng Che wasn't very interested in either, so they changed their plans and went to see the third set instead.

The third house is a detached two-story building with white walls, gray tiles, and simple lines.

There is a small courtyard in front of the building, about 30 or 40 square meters, which is carefully laid out—a pebble path leads from the gate to the outside of the building, with lawns on both sides and an osmanthus tree in the corner, which is in full bloom.

"This yard is quite beautiful, and it seems perfect for a barbecue," Tian Xiwei said seriously.

"We could also consider building a swing in the future, or growing some vegetables there," she added.

"Are you looking at the apartment, or is Cheng Che looking at it?" Sister Zhang's leisurely voice drifted over.

Oh my, we haven't even started talking yet, why are you already acting like the lady of the house?

If you can substitute yourself into that role, then you can finish the substitution.

Why not just include your ambiguous romantic interest, your partner, your marriage prospect, and the lady of the house in the mix?

"So what? I'm a staff officer." Tian Xiwei said, her tone both unreasonable and assertive.

"Indeed, I authorized it." Cheng Che naturally sided with Tian Xiwei.

"Good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good." Sister Zhang said "good" nine times in a row, while also clapping her hands.

It seems like we've run out of ideas.

That is indeed the case.

Dog men and women!

overtake!!

After walking around the house inside and out, everything about it suited Cheng Che's taste.

Firstly, it's a detached house, quiet enough that it won't disturb his writing.

Secondly, it has a great geographical location and is not too far from the city center.

Of course, the most important point is—

Cheng Che stood outside the guardhouse, looking at the two young and strong security personnel in uniform, with straight postures, and felt genuinely satisfied.

"That's fine!"

……

Over the next few days, Cheng Che, guided by the real estate agent, signed the contract, paid the deposit, completed the online registration, and made the full payment... completing the home purchase process.

He just needs to wait a little longer for the property transfer to be completed, and then he can move into his new home.

During this period in between, Cheng Che was not idle either.

Every day, I write as usual and watch the readers discuss the plot enthusiastically in the book review section.

He would chat with Tian Xiwei from time to time, and occasionally they would go out for a meal together. They were even photographed by passersby once, which gave the CP fans a good treat.

The donation process, which I asked the editor-in-chief to advance, is proceeding smoothly through all procedures.

Apart from the occasional mango pomelo sago dessert sent by readers to the Chinese website, everything is going so smoothly!

……

One evening.

Cheng Che finished typing, closed his laptop, and was about to take a shower when his phone suddenly rang.

Caller ID: Director Wang Zheng.

Cheng Che answered the phone, puzzled.

"Feed? Director Wang?"

"Cheng Che, I heard you recently bought a house?" Wang Zheng's voice came from outside.

"Uh, right." Cheng Che was completely confused.

Old Wang, you're a big-name director in the Chinese entertainment industry, why are you calling me so late at night? It can't be to congratulate me on moving, can it?

The problem is, my new house hasn't been transferred to my name yet!

"Not bad, not bad. You bought a house in Shanghai outright at such a young age. Impressive!" Wang Zheng praised sincerely.

"As expected of the hidden gem I personally selected! The moment I saw you, I knew you were..."

"...Director Wang, why don't you just tell me what's going on?" Cheng Che interrupted him mercilessly.

"Oh, okay." Wang Zheng wasn't annoyed at being interrupted. He coughed twice and said, "Then let's get down to business."

"Please speak."

"Little Cheng, what do you think of how I, Old Wang, treat you?"

"...You want me to record another variety show?"

That sounds like a familiar sales pitch!

"That's not it."

"That is...?"

"A friend of mine wants to invite you to participate in a variety show!" Wang Zheng said.

"Your friend also has a guest who suddenly couldn't make it?" Cheng Che scratched his head.

If that's the case, then something's really weird!

What's even stranger is... why are you all coming to me?

"No, not at all," Wang Zheng denied. "His show won't start filming for a while yet; they're currently looking for guests."

"They thought you were a good fit, so they asked me to come and ask for your opinion."

"Oh right, he's involved in music variety shows!"