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Chapter 2: A 60-year-old man was subjected to a series of male high school students offering him their seats on a bus.

[The boss is confused! ]

[This lousy operation actually managed to win over a cigarette? I'm not convinced.]

[Looks like a secondary account; could it be a paid shill hired by the streamer?]

……

On the other side of the screen, Pei Yan had just exited the game when he saw the last sentence. He scoffed, "I'm dirt poor, where would I get the money to hire online trolls?"

A low, husky voice sounded as he glanced at the gift-giving record and the ID...

A 60-year-old woman was subjected to a series of male high school students offering her their seats on a bus.
That's outrageous. What normal person would choose such a name?
Moreover, this person is someone I don't follow. It's obvious that this is their first time here today. Their followers are usually quite stable and wouldn't send gifts at this time.

Thinking of the game's target age group, Pei Yan hesitated for two seconds before speaking, "Um... would you like to offer your seat, boss?"

Are you an adult?

"If it was a slip of the hand, you can still get a refund now, but I won't wait any longer!"

Shen Zhaoyi was still reveling in the lingering charm of his voice when she heard this, and her fingers flew across the keyboard:
[You didn't make a mistake, you're an adult, please don't worry.]

[This is a simple, easy-to-make dish; it's just a small fee for my hard work.]

Pei Yan raised an eyebrow upon seeing the reply, "Okay, boss is generous."

Then, he leaned back lazily, "Looks like you're still a fan of my skills. But this Hua Zi seems a bit guilty about accepting the money. Boss, how about you follow me and I'll play you another game?"

The comments section also started to interact:

[A tech enthusiast? Why don't you take a look at your match history?]

I really want to freeload like that!

[Boss, run!]

Several messages like this were posted, showing that the atmosphere among the fans was very good. Shen Zhaoyi hurriedly replied "No need," followed the message, and then left the live stream.

She was just there to test the cashback offer; she wasn't really there to watch him play games.

Moreover, his actions were truly enough to raise one's blood pressure.

Just as you shouldn't put all your eggs in one basket, you shouldn't spend money on the same streamer.

With the mindset of casting a wide net, Shen Zhaoyi started browsing other beauty-related sections, sending gifts to several streamers who looked quite good-looking. She also kept a record, planning to see who would be the "high-return target" once the cashback amount arrived in her account.

Time flies when you start scrolling through your phone.

It was midnight in the blink of an eye, a vibration sounded, and a bank message popped up:

【您尾号xxxx的储蓄卡于3月18日24点00分收到转账900元，当前余额为59904元。】

900 yuan?
The ball popped out at the right time, giving a hint.

The cashback amount is provided by the same person.

Shen Zhaoyi stared at the screen, stunned for two seconds. Apart from Fire, she had only given small gifts in other live streams, so it was impossible for her to get such a large return. In other words, the one who didn't show her face had a beauty score of 9.2.

I made a profit, a 30% return.

As for the other people she carefully selected, none of them met the criteria.

Thinking of the answer the system gave her this morning, Shen Zhaoyi: "..."

Damn beauty filters!!!
She gritted her teeth and clicked on the search bar, typing in "how to identify beauty filters in live streams".

She even followed the instructions, opened the Douyin (TikTok) live streaming interface, and tested the beauty filter effect on her own face.

Over the next few hours, Shen Zhaoyi learned a lot of useful information.

"A fixed angle is bound to cause problems!"

"Overexposed lighting definitely hides something fishy!"

"Even spatial distortion won't work; beauty filters are maxed out!"

Shen Zhaoyi slumped onto the sofa and let out a long sigh.

I used to think there were handsome guys everywhere on the internet, but now I realize that out of a hundred people, maybe not even one can fight.

It seems that making money isn't so easy. It would be great if the system could change the rules someday and include pretty girls in the reward category.

After all that tossing and turning, she didn't fall asleep until after 3 a.m. When she woke up in the morning, Shen Zhaoyi felt like her soul was still floating in her dream.

I struggled to get up, my dark circles were even worse, and I quickly washed my face before rushing to the subway entrance.

When I got to the company, my soul hadn't caught up yet. I was too lazy to even turn on my computer at my workstation. I just lay down and planned to take a few minutes to nap before the boss arrived.

As a result, I had just closed my eyes...

"Shen Zhaoyi".

Manager Zhang's greasy voice exploded above her head. She lifted her eyelids and saw a stack of documents lying next to her face.

"The client isn't very satisfied with the proposal, could you help me revise it?"

Shen Zhaoyi sat up and stared at the name on the document. It was another male colleague, and they had already said that a male person should be in charge. What kind of business was it to hand it over to her?
"Supervisor, what about the signature?" Shen Zhaoyi asked patiently.

Manager Zhang frowned, giving him a "how could you be so clueless?" look. "You're experienced, so help me revise it. You'll get a share of the bonuses, and you'll be given priority when there are suitable orders in the future."

The tone was matter-of-fact, as if it were a favor being given away.

Is he going to use himself as cannon fodder?
Shen Zhaoyi stared at his oily face, a surge of anger rising to her head.

She worked on the plan for several sleepless nights, but it was rejected with just one sentence. Now that there's a problem, they're asking her to clean up their mess?
Dividends?

For a few thousand yuan, she was expected to work as a behind-the-scenes laborer, patting others on the back.

Why?
She was already annoyed at work, and then her phone screen lit up. The little ball seemed to sense her emotional fluctuations and started bouncing.

However, it seems that no one noticed.

The text messages from the bank over the past two days flashed through Shen Zhaoyi's mind. Once the reward money was used up, she could exchange it for several times more in return, yet she was making someone sit here and endure workplace bullying—what was the point?
"Manager Zhang." She looked up, forcing a fake smile. "I've already destroyed the plan. Whoever wants to do it can do it. I'm not putting up with it anymore."

The office fell silent instantly.

Manager Zhang's face stiffened, then flushed red. "What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Shen Zhaoyi tore off her employee badge, turned on her computer, and began typing her resignation letter.

Seeing this, her colleague at the next workstation quickly came over and whispered to her, "Zhaoyi, don't be impulsive. Jobs are hard to find these days. Just bear with it, it'll pass. Bonuses are still money..."

Shen Zhaoyi sneered.

"Endure? Until how long? Until the next time someone else uses your ideas to benefit others?"

After saying that, she ignored everyone and, after printing out her resignation letter, she walked straight past Manager Zhang and strode towards the HR department.

It was a thin A4 sheet of paper with only one sentence on it.

"I have a bad stomach, so I can't accept the empty promises made by the boss."

Manager Zhang, furious, caught up with her and yelled, "Shen Zhaoyi! Don't push your luck! It's not like we're asking you to do all this for nothing. No wonder they specifically asked for a male manager. Women, they just love to nitpick!"

Shen Zhaoyi turned around abruptly, her eyes chillingly cold.

"Manager Zhang, aren't you a man? Why don't you do it yourself? What kind of gender discrimination are you engaging in here—" After a pause, she raised her chin and slowly uttered two words, "Trash!"

After uttering those words, she ignored them and turned back to pack her things.

Keyboard, water cup, notebook—he threw them all into the cardboard box one by one, and deleted all irrelevant files and records on the desktop in a swift and decisive manner, without the slightest hesitation.

Five minutes later, Shen Zhaoyi walked out of the company building carrying a cardboard box.

The early spring breeze brushed against her cheeks, she squinted her eyes, and suddenly smiled.

Screw workplace PUA! Screw gender discrimination!

Starting today, she's going to take advantage of the system and work for herself!
Back home, still recovering from the effects of staying up all night, Shen Zhaoyi simply collapsed into bed and fell asleep. When she opened her eyes again, it was already dusk outside the window.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she took out her phone, summoned the little ball, and checked the system panel.

Today's credit limit has been updated to: 200950 yuan.

It's almost 6 o'clock now, and there are only a few hours left until the midnight refresh time. Making money is the priority.

Shen Zhaoyi pursed her lips, opened Douyin (TikTok), and saw that Fire was not streaming in her following list.

"My cash cow isn't here..." she irritably scratched her hair, sat up, and started typing a few keywords into the search bar.

"Good-looking live streamer", "naturally handsome guy", "raw photos straight from the camera".

Without exception, all the handsome men are the same, either due to limited angles or superb lighting. It seems that the selection criteria set last night were too lenient. Truly naturally handsome men are a hundred times rarer than we imagined.

The attempt to use big data to target fish populations failed.

With her phone battery critically low, Shen Zhaoyi reluctantly put it aside to charge and got up to go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of instant noodles.

When I returned, a notification rang; it was a notification from Douyin (TikTok): 【Fire is live!~】

"Finally here!"

While holding chopsticks in her mouth, Shen Zhaoyi picked up her phone and entered the live stream, which featured the familiar game interface.

Looking at the top left corner, the score is 0-3-1.

Comments floated by:

[A familiar taste.]

This is even more tender than the pig's trotters my grandma stewed...

Shen Zhaoyi silently agreed with these comments; they were really terrible, not even as good as her back then. But people still watched them. Looking at the fans' light sticks and the fact that there were quite a few die-hard fans, she couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Clicking into the homepage, the introduction boldly states: "Consulting on car modifications, 1-on-1 service from Asian Formula Rookie champion, there's a reason for the price."

"Rookie is the champion?"

Shen Zhaoyi took out her tablet and started searching. The racing scene that popped up made her pause.

This guy is actually a professional race car driver?

Aren't race car drivers supposed to have superhuman reflexes? Why does his handling seem a bit clumsy?

Suddenly, Fire's smug voice came from the other end of the live stream: "See that? What's a strategy? Without me tanking the pressure and drawing fire, how can the other lanes develop steadily?"

"You guys only care about KDA, I suggest you go play single-player games."

The barrage instantly exploded:

["Sending Away Heads" = "Resilience"]

[You can even defend this? Fire, you should probably switch careers and become a PR person.]

Shen Zhaoyi chuckled and tapped her finger lightly, swiping the Carnival app three times in a row.

He added a comment: That makes a lot of sense. Thank you on behalf of your teammate.

The barrage of comments that were just criticizing the boss instantly changed direction, with a single comment saying the boss was confused, and a few viewers from yesterday were also mixed in.

[Is that the woman in her sixties from yesterday?]

[Don't call me a 60-year-old woman, be polite and call me "sister"!]

Fire was clearly stunned for a couple of seconds, but he'd received such generous gifts before, especially since there was money involved. He wasn't stupid, so he chuckled tentatively, "Thank you for the three Hua Zi from Sister who gave me her seat. Boss, you have such good taste, how about I reward you with your account and let you play a couple of games for me?"

Shen Zhaoyi typed quickly: [Thanks for the invitation, but I don't want to be reported and banned for now.]

Seemingly taken aback by those words, Fire remained silent for a while before finally speaking, "Don't believe me? Let's play another round and show the boss my skills."

(End of this chapter)