I was banned by the Revitalization event.

He couldn't imagine what Bu Tuan would look like speaking softly.

In his mind, that guy would either turn his head away with a red face, dismissively cursing "Cucumber Head" and saying "I have no feelings," or he would stick out his tongue and sing a soprano with his face burning red.

Qin Luo was eating breakfast.

The man was also chatting with him the whole time, sharing tidbits about his idols that he had collected online.

For example, Butuan is very kind-hearted and always takes care of cats and dogs; she's also a bit clumsy and often burns the food, and gets lost when she goes out too far...

Qin Luo listened with awe and admiration.

Who are you talking about? Is it really that cloth ball?

He's so cute, he wants to go back and play with the plush toy again after he's full.

At this time.

His phone vibrated in his pocket.

It was Ning Yanmei's call.

Qin Luo glanced back at the reflective glass on the third floor of the beauty salon, where a blurry, alluring figure stood, casually answering the phone.

"The busy man is back?"

"I heard you came to see me last night. What, you couldn't contain your admiration for me?"

Ning Yanmei ignored his teasing.

Smiling.

Perhaps she herself didn't realize that this woman's gentleness was ingrained in her very bones, and even her tone of voice carried a seductive and alluring quality.

"It's nothing major, I just wanted to talk to you about some business," Qin Luo said.

"Oh?"

Ning Yanmei's tone changed, as if she had become interested.

"Find a place to wait for me. I'm eating. Text me when you get there and we can talk in detail."

The man next to her was still looking at her.

Qin Luo didn't say much, hung up casually, and continued eating his fried dough sticks.

He is a thrifty person and cannot afford to waste.

"Your colleague?"

“My business partner asked me to drive a pile driver. I’ll discuss the price with her.”

Qin Luo smiled introvertedly and harmlessly.

……

Although the man's interest in her bedding made Qin Luo slightly unhappy.

However, he paid for breakfast before leaving, which was too considerate, so Qin Luo let him off the hook and didn't ruin his perfect image as an idol angel, giving him something to look forward to in the future, so that he could continue to support his idol when he releases a new album.

Follow the address in the text message on your phone.

Qin Luo arrived at a bridge spanning the river. The sun was shining brightly, and the water was sparkling.

A magnificent cable-stayed bridge spans the river.

Ning Yanmei was standing right next to the bridge.

She wore a red casual jacket and black jeans, her jet-black hair tied in a high ponytail that fluttered in the wind. Her forearms were pressed against the railing, and even such an ordinary outfit couldn't hide her good figure; her black sports shirt accentuated her curves.

Following her gaze.

Qin Luo spotted a bungee jumping platform protruding from not far away.

The bridge spans more than 100 meters in depth.

The thrilling bungee jumping game is also one of the revenue-generating projects developed here.

Right now, the area is bustling with people, busy staff, people queuing, and people taking photos; it has almost become a popular spot for online influencers to check in.

Want to give it a try?

Qin Luo walked over to the woman and leaned against the railing like her.

"It was just thinking about things from the past."

Ning Yanmei curled the corners of her lips and looked away nostalgically. "Watching them experience death was interesting. After entering the Great Void, the fears and desires of ordinary people are far removed from me. The last time I was on the verge of death like this seems to have been more than 20 years ago."

"You really are from my mother's generation." Qin Luo looked enlightened.

Ning Yanmei rolled her eyes at him.

It's rare for us to have a heart-to-heart talk, so if you're not bad at talking, then don't say anything.

"What kind of business do you want to do with me?"

Ning Yanmei composed herself, turned around and leaned against the railing of the cross-river bridge. She took out a cigarette from her pocket and lit it. Because of the turning motion, her sports vest swayed.

This was the first time Qin Luo had ever asked her for a favor, despite having known each other for so long.

It probably won't be that simple.

"I need you to produce a batch of fan merchandise for idol girls, including keychains, mugs, bracelets, and headphones. You don't need to worry about the production; I just need to use your media channels."

Qin Luo didn't mince words, smiled, and stated his purpose directly.

Chapter 242 I'm lusting after your body

"Are you short of money, huh?"

Ning Yanmei leaned against the bridge railing, pondered for a moment, and then raised her eyebrows thoughtfully.

Releasing merchandise for idols is a way to exploit fans.

If making TV dramas, creating character personas, and buying online followers and traffic are the process of nurturing leeks (a metaphor for exploiting consumers), then releasing albums, merchandise, and making movies are undoubtedly the process of harvesting leeks, turning traffic into real money.

Qin Luo still holds a piece of mine...

How could someone like that be short of money? He even cares about her small business.

Ning Yanmei sized him up.

I wanted to glean some useful details from Qin Luo's face.

"It's not for making money. I want to embed a spiritual imprint inside to expand the sales range as much as possible. I can't promote it on my own even if I make it." Qin Luo was very frank. "With the idol base of a girl group, selling it all over the world shouldn't be a problem."

That was his plan.

The Immortal Mist Sect's resources are clearly insufficient to find Qiu Ling's unjustly accused master.

However, by leveraging the influence of idol groups, the outcome would immediately change. These fans would naturally carry engraved magical artifacts around, helping him quickly locate Qiu Shihua and Ye Qingying's positions.

It's not just about getting free labor.

You can even make money from it.

There's no need to hide this from Ning Yanmei; you can't hide it even if you wanted to.

She will definitely check the finished product herself; they are all cultivators, and they can see through any little tricks at a glance.

Qin Luo opened his wallet.

Find the note Qiu Ling had copied for him and hand it to Ning Yanmei:

"This is it, a simple little thing used to search for spiritual energy veins. The markings are well hidden, so ordinary people can't possibly find it."

The characters on the note were short and appeared to be written in ancient script.

However, given its short length, it couldn't possibly be a powerful, offensive imprint; it's probably only capable of being scanned.

Looking at the note.

Ning Yanmei didn't speak, and lowered her head to think quietly.

After a long while, she flicked the cigarette butt into the sea, crossed her arms, and lifted her full breasts.

"What benefits do I get from helping you like this?"

"I'll give you half of the mineral crystals from southern Tibet. I'm the one who caused the blockade at the door. I'll give you a note, and we can send someone over to collect them right now."

Qin Luo was very straightforward.

That crystal mine was of such poor quality that even dogs wouldn't want it; it was better to leave it buried.

It's yours.

"So generous? This isn't like you."

Ning Yanmei was taken aback, but she quickly concealed her reaction, her eyes still filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Such a large mine...

Even the Long family, the most powerful family in China, is eyeing it covetously and is determined to hold on tight.

half?!

"That's not anything..." Qin Luo was about to blurt out.

However, he immediately noticed the surprise in Ning Yanmei's eyes and stopped talking, his thoughts racing.

I almost skipped a save point that would affect my relationship with the player!

In the blink of an eye.

He then put on a faint smile.

The boy stopped looking at her.

She simply turned and leaned against the railing, gazing at the river in the same spot, her eyes deep yet her gaze gentle.

"This deal is certainly not worth it. But you're the one doing this deal with me, so I don't care."

"Are you serious?"

Ning Yanmei looked at Qin Luo, unsure of what to say for a moment.

Over the years, many people have tried to pursue her, presenting her with priceless treasures.