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Wang Ye and his three companions arrived at the intersection of Machangdao Street in the Five Avenues area and walked on the bluestone pavement.

Wang Ye silently opened the upgraded system, which allowed him to check in twice a day.

[Ding! Host detected arriving at a 4A-level scenic area: Tianjin Five Avenues Cultural Tourism Area.]

[Check-in successful! Reward: 2000000 yuan.]

Another two million in hand! Awesome!

The streets are lined with tall plane trees, and more than two thousand small villas in various national styles are scattered in a well-organized manner.

With her action camera in hand, Su Qingyan began to fulfill her professional duties, recording footage for the travel account's videos: "This place is known as the World Architecture Museum. Many important figures lived here during the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China."

"Furthermore, this area preserves nearly 2000 villas built in the 1920s and 30s in various styles from England, France, Italy, Germany, Spain, and other countries, including over 300 historical buildings and former residences of famous figures..."

Xu An'an had absolutely no interest in this history and ran around with her phone in hand.

In the European-style circular corridor of Minyuan Square, she struck a cocky pose: "Wang Ye, hurry up and take a picture of my long legs!"

Wang Ye held up his DSLR camera and looked at Xu An'an: "Xu An'an, it seems that your self-perception is flawed."

"My legs are long too, okay?" Xu An'an retorted.

"She's not as good as School Beauty Su," Wang Ye said.

Xu An'an made a face at Wang Ye.

Xu An'an's tight-fitting halter top is just too much; no matter how you shoot it, her physique is undeniable.

After the photo was taken, Liu Ruoxi walked to a small red brick building, leaned against the retro wrought iron gate, tossed her hair with one hand, and said with a longing look in her eyes: "Little brother Wang Ye, I want to take a picture too."

With each press of the shutter, the charm of a mature woman blends perfectly with the century-old architecture.

After wandering around for a while, Xu An'an's radar locked onto a pancake stall by the roadside, her stomach growling loudly: "I want to eat a jianbing guozi!"

Wang Ye walked over, scanned the QR code to pay, and said, "Grandpa, four please, two eggs and a fruit fritter, with extra scallions."

The stall owner, an elderly man, cheerfully spread out the pancakes and cracked the eggs, his movements fluid and skillful: "Young man, you know your stuff. This is the authentic way to eat it in old Tianjin."

Xu An'an took the steaming hot pancake and took a big, unladylike bite. It was soft on the outside and crispy on the inside, juicy and flavorful: "Wow! It's so delicious!"

On the other side, Liu Ruoxi, wearing flat shoes, deliberately moved closer to Wang Ye, their shoulders touching.

She held her half-eaten pancake to Wang Ye's lips, her red lips slightly parted, her voice charming and seductive: "Little brother Wang Ye, I can't finish this little one, can you eat half for me?"

Wang Ye took a big bite out of her hand without any hesitation.

Xu An'an's radar went off instantly, and she immediately squeezed between the two: "Sister Ruoxi! If you can't finish your food, you can throw it away. Don't keep feeding the chairman!"

At 5 p.m., the four of them moved to the Italian-themed area.

The red-roofed Italian-style villa glowed warmly in the setting sun.

Built in 1902, this place is Italy's only overseas concession and the only well-preserved Italian-style architectural complex outside of Italy and in Asia.

Wang Ye walked down the street with three beautiful women, attracting a whopping 200% attention. Every passing man cast envious and jealous glances his way.

Dinner was at a long-established Tianjin restaurant, a window seat on the second floor. Xu An'an transformed into a ruthless ordering machine: "Stir-fried pork tripe! Eight-treasure tofu! Braised carp!"

As soon as all the dishes were served, Xu An'an ate without even looking up, stuffing large mouthfuls into her mouth.

Wang Ye took a sip of iced cola and joked, "Director Xu, with your appetite, I'm really afraid you'll break Amodiro's chassis."

Xu An'an glared at him, puffing out her chest proudly: "I call this replenishing my energy! My figure is wonderfully curvaceous, and all my flesh is in the right places!"

This statement is flawless; its astonishing scale is indeed phenomenal.

At 8:30 p.m., as night fell completely, the four of them arrived at the Haihe River.

The enormous Tianjin Eye Ferris wheel spans the Yongle Bridge, its dazzling lights reflected on the shimmering water.

Wang Ye booked a transparent cockpit, and the four of them walked in. The cramped space instantly shortened the distance between them.

As the Ferris wheel slowly rose, Xu An'an initially excitedly pressed herself against the glass to admire the scenery. Her G-cup breasts were deformed from being pressed against the glass, but unfortunately, it wasn't hotel glass, nor was she naked.

But as they climbed higher, her face gradually turned pale, her legs went weak, and she lunged forward to hug Wang Ye's arm, pressing her whole body against him.

The astonishing G-grade thunderbolt pressed down relentlessly on Wang Ye's arm, bringing a feeling of elasticity and oppression.

"Wang Ye... how come this thing is so tall..." Xu An'an closed her eyes in fright and buried her face in his shoulder.

Wang Ye joked, "Director Xu, hug me gently, my arm is going to break."

Seeing this, Liu Ruoxi's beautiful eyes darted around, and she immediately seized the opportunity to sit on the other side of Wang Ye, whispering sweetly, "Oh dear, this high altitude is indeed a bit scary, little brother Wang Ye, can I lean on you for a bit?"

The scent of high-end perfume fills his nostrils. On his left is the overwhelming pressure of a sweet and spicy cute girl, and on his right is the close embrace of a mature and alluring woman. Wang Ye is sandwiched between two loaves of bread and cheese. This kind of good fortune would definitely make all the male compatriots on the internet want to draw their knives.

Upon seeing Liu Ruoxi's demeanor, Xu An'an's fear of heights instantly subsided by half.

She yanked Liu Ruoxi off Wang Ye, clinging tightly to his arm and refusing to let go: "Ruoxi, stop pretending! You used this trick on the glass bridge last time, are you going to do it again today? If anyone's going to lean on someone, it'll be me!"

Liu Ruoxi wasn't annoyed. Instead, she took the opportunity to breathe into Wang Ye's ear and say in a voice only Wang Ye could hear, "Little brother Wang Ye, when we get back to camp tonight, your sister has to tutor you."

Su Qingyan, who had been sitting opposite them, looked at the three of them, a strange hint of jealousy flashing in her cold eyes.

She bit her red lips and deliberately stretched out her two long legs. Her fair ankles touched Wang Ye's calves perfectly in the narrow space, and she didn't pull them back, but just kept them pressed together quietly.

The Ferris wheel has just reached its highest point, 110 meters above the ground. The night view from here is beautiful.

At 10 p.m., the group returned to the Dongjiang Bay camp.

As soon as she stepped into the Ammodillo RV, Su Qingyan turned on her tablet. She remained aloof, but seemed to be mixed with some indescribable emotions.

"Wang Ye, the recruitment backend is overwhelmed; we've received hundreds of resumes."

She turned the screen towards Wang Ye and tapped on several resumes with her finger: "I've screened them out, and there are a few girls whose information is very... a perfect match for your requirements."

Wang Ye took the tablet computer from Su Qingyan. The screen displayed four carefully selected resumes, each accompanied by a high-definition, unedited, everyday photo—a request Su Qingyan had made on her own initiative.