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Lei Lin pondered for a long time and felt that it would be improper for a student like himself to go directly to the door to argue about this matter. The result would probably not be good and it would easily escalate the conflict.

We can't really do what some stories do and send a few strong men to "reason with people," can we? That would be dark humor.

Professional matters should be left to professionals.

He remembered that his father owned a legitimate cultural media company, which would be a good opportunity to utilize this platform.

Therefore, through company channels, he dispatched a business team with a professional image and proper manners to formally visit Lu Mingfei's home as a "partner of the Pili Pili website".

After a professional and sincere communication, the company's qualifications were presented, the website's operating model was explained, and Lu Mingfei's legal income certificates and contracts were displayed.

Although Lu Mingfei's aunt was skeptical, faced with the solid documents and the explanations from professionals, she finally managed to believe that her nephew wasn't doing anything shady and had actually landed a legitimate "online internship."

However, while agreeing, she also set a condition: "Oh dear, Mingfei has found such a good opportunity to train, of course we parents support him."

"However, he's only in high school, still a child. I'm worried he might not be able to handle having so much money all of a sudden, and he might go astray or squander it."

"How about this, I'll keep his earnings for him and manage them in a unified manner until he's an adult and more sensible, then we can hand them over to him to manage himself. This is all for his own good, don't you think?"

She spoke with a smile on her face, her tone full of tender care.

But which shrewd person in the team couldn't see through it? The real intention behind this "safekeeping" was probably "throwing good money after bad"—gone and never to be returned.

Lei Lin relayed the results of the communication to Lu Mingfei, commenting, "Your aunt is really something; she almost knocked the abacus beads off my face."

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief—no arguing, no fighting, and his aunt actually "agreed," which was even better than the best outcome he had hoped for.

"She agreed, but the price is that you won't be able to touch any money you've earned for the next few years," Leylin reminded him. "Do you really believe she'll pay you back when she's an adult?"

"Auntie... she probably will, right?" Lu Mingfei's voice lacked confidence, but he still defended the slim possibility, "Besides, the fact that she nodded and didn't object to me continuing is already progress..."

"Fine, it's your own money, you decide for yourself." Seeing his expression, Leylin knew there was no point in saying more. "I hope you won't regret it."

Just when Lei Lin thought the matter was temporarily over, the team at the front sent back a new "battle report"—Lu Mingfei's aunt had started to push her luck.

"Um, boss, there's something else I'd like to ask you." She rubbed her hands together, her face full of smiles.

"Look, Mingfei is doing so well there, and my son Lu Mingze is much smarter and more mature than Mingfei! His grades are also better! Could you...?"

"Could we arrange a similar position for him? It doesn't need to be too complicated, just something that can help him develop his skills and provide some income! I guarantee he'll do a better job than Lu Mingfei!"

She wanted to include her son in the "ghost employee" scheme as well.

When Lei Lin received the report, he was so angry that he laughed.

If it were Lu Mingfei's mysterious twin brother, he might consider it.

As for his spoiled, arrogant cousin Lu Mingze? Forget about it.

He's not much to look at, but he has a lot of beautiful ideas.

He instructed his team to decline tactfully but clearly: "Our collaboration with Mr. Lu Mingfei is based on his extraordinary talent and unique value in the field of esports."

"Does your son, Lu Mingze, possess the same or similar level of talent?"

The aunt's face immediately turned awkward.

Her son is a "future elite," how can he be equated with "not doing his job and playing video games"?

"My son... he doesn't play those games," she said, her neck stiff. "But he's a good student, quick-witted, and can pick up anything quickly! He'll definitely be a help to you!"

Seeing that the other party still refused, the aunt's face turned from sunny to stormy, and finally she started to act like a rogue: "You're treating us differently! You only let Lu Mingfei do it, but not my Mingze?"

"Lu Mingfei is a minor! You're using child labor, do you know that's illegal? If you don't arrange jobs for my son, I'll report you to the labor bureau!"

"And...you have to compensate me...no, I mean 'confidentiality fee'! Otherwise, I'll expose this and see what your company does!"

Upon receiving this almost blackmail-like message from his team, Lei Lin was utterly speechless.

They're so greedy, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant; they're given a little kindness and they dare to open a business.

He called Lu Mingfei over again and told him the whole story.

After hearing this, Lu Mingfei's face turned red and white, feeling deeply embarrassed and powerless.

He never imagined that his aunt's demands would be so unscrupulous, starting with controlling his income, then trying to force people to work for her without actually earning a salary, and finally escalating into blatant threats and extortion.

"Mingfei, you saw it." Lei Lin's tone was calm, but cold.

"I've said all the nice things and reasoned with you, but your aunt is determined to take advantage of you and even ruin your nascent opportunity."

"She's not 'thinking' about you; she's sucking your blood and trying to ruin you."

Lu Mingfei lowered his head, his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white.

After a long while, as if he had exhausted all his naive expectations of "family affection," he said in a dry voice, "Big brother... you handle it."

"It's just... could you... not make things too awkward? After all... she's raised me for so many years."

By the end, his voice was barely audible, and even he himself felt that his plea was pale and powerless.

Lei Lin glanced at him and knew that this perpetually compromising loser's fragile attachment to "family" had truly been worn down this time.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. For your sake, I'll use the most 'civilized' method."

A few days later, Lu Mingfei's aunt "luckily" won a grand prize while shopping at the supermarket—a "luxury family trip to the beach in Southeast Asia for three".

(Completely free, including meals and accommodation, valid for a limited time only.)

Overjoyed, she barely hesitated before urging her husband to take leave, and together with their beloved son Lu Mingze, they set off excitedly.

Lu Mingfei was left alone at home to "watch the house".

Raylin received the message that they had already set off and gently tapped the table.

He has some "partners" in Southeast Asia, which will surely make that family of three "linger there," "forget about home," and "enjoy a lifetime of unforgettable memories" for a period of time.

It's not difficult to accept the tactful advice to "not disturb other people's careers too much."

This achieves the goal of isolating trouble, and the method is clean, leaving no room for criticism.

With the obstacles temporarily cleared, Lu Mingfei's video updates quickly returned to normal, and he even became more diligent.

Rieling up the momentum, Lei Lin suggested that he try live streaming.

"Live stream?" Lu Mingfei panicked as soon as he heard that, shaking his head like a rattle drum.

"No way! Bro, I'm not good-looking, and I can't talk well. I'll definitely stutter in front of the camera! Nobody will watch, and I'll be so embarrassed!"

"Who said you're not good-looking? You look quite presentable after tidying yourself up. The key is the content and the skills." Lei Lin made arrangements without further ado.

"No one is born knowing how to play; it's all about practice. If you're good at games, that's your biggest asset. How can you truly grow if you're always hiding behind videos? Listen to me, give it a try."

With Lei Lin's half-encouragement and half-forceful encouragement, Lu Mingfei reluctantly sat in front of the camera and started his first online live broadcast.