Wang Ye strode forward.

He raised the action camera on his chest, pointing the lens at the blond-haired man.

"Dude, I've recorded the whole thing."

"I've even thought of a title for the video."

"The internet-famous ancient city wall is courting death; even the King of Hell refuses to accept it overnight."

Wang Ye spoke loudly, turning his head towards the patrolling security guards in the distance.

"Security guard! Someone here is damaging cultural relics and attempting to jump off the city wall!"

When Huang Mao saw Wang Ye's physique and the professional recording equipment, he immediately chickened out.

He scrambled down from the top of the stack, packed up his selfie stick, and sheepishly disappeared into the crowd.

Shen Zhiwei pushed up her frameless glasses and turned to look at Wang Ye.

She glanced at them, her tone remaining cool and serious.

"Thank you for stepping in earlier."

"Your equipment is quite professional, are you a fellow influencer?"

Wang Ye put away his camera, looking righteous.

"I am a legitimate travel blogger, focusing on authentic documentation and promoting traditional culture."

"This kind of scoundrel deserves to be punished by everyone."

Shen Zhiwei nodded noncommittally and prepared to turn and leave.

Xu An'an, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed that Shen Zhiwei was tightly clutching a thick notebook in her hand.

A large patch of colorful stamp patterns was visible along the edge of the notebook.

Xu An'an immediately leaned over, her big eyes shining.

"Sister, you're here to collect stamps too!"

"You have so many stamps on this notebook! Where did you put them?"

An unnatural blush flashed across Shen Zhiwei's serious face.

She quickly hid the collection of stamps behind her back, her movements extremely swift.

"It's necessary for work."

"Just collecting them as an afterthought."

Shen Zhiwei kept a straight face and tried to explain, but her eyes were clearly evasive.

Wang Ye saw everything clearly from the side and was overjoyed.

The contrast between this sharp-tongued, literary-minded woman and her unexpected cuteness is simply too obvious.

On the surface, he is a serious protector of ancient buildings, but in private, he is actually a crazy stamp collector.

Wang Ye looked at Shen Zhiwei, already making plans in his mind.

This fourth core member must be brought along in the Amodiro off-road RV!

He's determined to get the LV3 system ultimate upgrade gift pack! Nobody can stop him!

Wang Ye extended his hand proactively, with a bright smile.

"Hello, my name is Wang Ye."

"Our team is planning to conduct in-depth filming of the ancient architectural culture of Datong."

"You seem very knowledgeable. Would you be interested in exchanging ideas with me?"

Shen Zhiwei frowned slightly as she looked at Wang Ye's outstretched hand, hesitating.

Shen Zhiwei stared at Wang Ye's outstretched right hand, but didn't shake it at all. Instead, she used a slender white finger to push her silver-rimmed glasses up hard.

"I do have to shoot some footage for a documentary about the preservation of the Yungang Grottoes tomorrow."

"We can go shopping together, but I have to make the unpleasant things clear beforehand."

"We film serious and hardcore traditional history, and we firmly oppose any shameless behavior that uses hype to generate traffic."

"If the beautiful women around you dare to strike any shameless poses in front of the ancient Buddha statue to grab attention, don't blame me for turning on you."

Wang Ye calmly withdrew his hand, his expression unchanged.

The female director's T-shirt concealed her astonishing D-level talent, yet her small mouth was more stern than a high school math teacher conducting background checks.

"make a deal!"

"Our account focuses on a profound cultural heritage and we absolutely do not engage in the kind of behavior that relies on attractiveness to grab attention."

After listening to this, Xu An'an rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Wang Ye, your mouth and brain are practically disconnected, aren't they? Do you think anyone will believe what you're saying?"

Wang Ye reached out and flicked Xu An'an's forehead.

"Director Xu, this is called a flexible double standard among adults."

"Yesterday we held a closed-door academic seminar at home, and today we went to a World Heritage Site to walk the sacred racecourse."

"One thing at a time. Your thinking is too outdated. I suggest you go back and read a couple more pages of modern management."

Xu An'an covered her forehead and cried out to Liu Ruoxi for help, "Qingyan, quickly do something about this show-off capitalist!"

Su Qingyan glanced at Wang Ye and said in a clear voice, "I can't control that."

Liu Ruoxi stepped forward, her stiletto heels taut, her deep purple bodycon skirt taut, as she swayed her exquisitely slender waist.

Her beautiful eyes swept over half of Shen Zhiwei's tall figure before finally fixing her intensely drawn gaze on Wang Ye, her face thoughtful.

Wang Ye and the other party exchanged contact information and the agreement was reached.

That night, Wang Ye and his group found a hotel nearby to rest.

……

The next morning at nine o'clock, the sun shone brightly on the open square in front of the Yungang Grottoes scenic area.

The eleven-meter-long black armored behemoth, Amodiro Conqueror L, roared into the arena.

This multi-million dollar heavy-duty all-terrain motorhome occupies two extended parking spaces, its black and gray paint job exuding top-notch mechanical power.

The surrounding area, filled with ordinary cars and children's toys, attracted seven or eight elderly men who took out their Redmi phones and circled around taking pictures.

Wang Ye pulled out the mechanical key, and the experienced driver's feet landed steadily on the floor tiles.

"System, clock me in immediately!"

[Ding! Host detected that they have officially arrived at the Yungang Grottoes, a national 5A-level tourist attraction and a World Cultural Heritage site.]

[Check-in successful!]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a daily check-in reward of 5000000 yuan.]

Wang Ye grinned from ear to ear. This kind of mundane daily life, where he could easily get five million for free, was indeed very classy.

The car door was pushed open, and Xu An'an was the first to step out in her sneakers.

Today, this girl changed into a super lively cherry pink tight-fitting crop top, paired with a pure white super short pleated skirt and high white cotton socks.

The G-class thunderbolt, which completely defies the laws of physics, surged wildly upwards and downwards with her violent movements of landing, squatting, and jumping, the edges of the fabric ready to tear and go on strike at any moment.

She casually unwrapped a hawthorn stick, puffed out her cheeks, and stared at Wang Ye: "Your expression definitely means you've found a fortune! Your whole face is screaming 'financial smugness'!"

"That's right, I made a lot of money trading cryptocurrencies again!" Wang Ye nodded and said.

Xu An'an rolled her eyes.

Su Qingyan got off the car carrying a Canon professional SLR camera. The light blue Song Dynasty-style modified straight-cut long gown she wore made her look aloof and otherworldly.

She strode out to greet them, her two long, straight, white legs swaying between the slits of her skirt, instantly commanding the scene with her aloof and ethereal beauty.

Liu Ruoxi walked at the back, deliberately stepping on eight-centimeter black pointed high heels, her burgundy bodycon skirt accentuating her curves.

She expertly reached out and took Wang Ye's right arm, her mature, E-grade breasts pressing firmly against the young man's biceps as she whispered, "Little brother, those challenging after-class exercises you gave me last night really strained my back."

Wang Ye's right hand was warm and elastic, his face maintaining the calm demeanor of an old-fashioned factory manager: "Ruoxi, our main focus is on studying hard and making progress every day. Your physical fitness is dropping too quickly; you need to do more training!"

At the passageway in the plaza ahead, Shen Zhiwei walked towards them alone.

Without any assistants, she steadily held a DSLR camera mounted on a professional gimbal, with a wireless microphone clipped to her collar, projecting a hardcore, solo style.

Today, she wore a minimalist pure white fitted T-shirt with straight shoulders. The cut, which fit the shoulder line, looked clean and neat, yet it unreasonably outlined her hidden D-cup curves to the fullest.

For her lower body, she paired it with high-waisted cargo pants with multiple pockets, the cuffs neatly tucked into a pair of black Martin boots.

She held a pair of silver half-rimmed glasses firmly in the center of her nose, and her whole posture perfectly embodied the famous saying—airplanes are the fastest in the sky, and bespectacled girls are the most man-eating soft spot on the ground.

Her gaze fell heavily on Wang Ye, and when she saw the incredible entourage of Su Qingyan and Xu An'an on either side, she curled her lip in disdain.

This arrogant director looked down on Wang Ye, a rich and showy young man, and believed that he was just a nouveau riche who used his status to flaunt his life with a pretty maid.

"Let's go, let's set off," Wang Ye said to Shen Zhiwei.

Shen Zhiwei nodded gently: "Mm."

After purchasing combined tickets, the group marched into the core scenic area on the southern slope of Wuzhou Mountain.

……

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