This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

It took Gu Zhu a while to realize that the other person was mocking her, so she tried to play the victim to gain sympathy:

"I wasn't born this way; I'm a victim too. How can a big brand like yours discriminate against job applicants?"

Moral blackmail is something they can do with ease.

The shop assistant was already drenched in sweat.

If this response is not handled well, it will inevitably turn into a public opinion crisis!

The store manager, however, remained calm and composed, saying:

"Madam, we will never discriminate against any legitimate applicant."

If it's not normal, then it's hard to say.

Gu Zhu: "..."

"I'm a VIP of your brand, can't you make an exception for me?" Gu Zhu didn't dare to be so arrogant anymore.

The store manager said in a serious tone, "We are a high-end, aristocratic brand that originated in the 1880s. We pursue excellence and innovation, emphasize craftsmanship and modern technology, and continuously introduce the ultimate aesthetic concepts of top artists..."

Gu Zhu was so dizzy from being carried on his back that she finally heard him say calmly, "The first rule of our recruitment is: fairness."

Just then, Wen Yao and Fu Qianchuan passed by.

The store manager, who had been showing off just moments before, suddenly pounced on the star like a die-hard fan, letting out a roar.

"Sister Yao, hello Sister Yao!"

Fu Qianchuan immediately shielded Wen Yao behind him, his tall frame like a thick wall, completely protecting the petite girl!

"Yao-mei, I'm your fan! Yao-mei, please give me your autograph!" The shop manager was extremely excited and said enthusiastically, "Yao-mei, would you like to work at our shop? Our shop has the best benefits on the whole island!"

Wen Yao peeked half her face out from behind Fu Qianchuan, and with just this simple little movement, the shop manager started chattering away.

How can there be such adorable people in the world!

Gu Zhu slowly typed out a question mark.

What happened to fairness?

[The moment Yao Mei showed her face, she almost drove the other person crazy with infatuation.]

[Teacher Pig is about to break, Pig fans, hurry and give her a hug~ [doge]]

I completely understand his reaction. I met a celebrity in person once, and I couldn't sleep well for several days afterward, my mind was filled with that great face...

...

"It's impossible for me to work, I'll never work in my life," Wen Yao said nonchalantly.

A hint of disappointment flashed across the store manager's face, but his enthusiasm remained undiminished.

"Come sit in our shop! It's okay if you don't buy anything! I'll prepare afternoon tea for you like you'd get at a five-star hotel!"

Wen Yao's eyes sparkled: "There's such a good thing?"

She patted Fu Qianchuan on the shoulder, exuding boundless pride:

"Come on, I'll treat you to some free food and drinks!"

The moment the girl's soft fingertips touched the man's shoulder, Fu Qianchuan's muscles suddenly tensed.

After a short while, he calmly followed Wen Yao's steps.

Gu Zhu questioned, "Isn't afternoon tea only prepared for customers who have spent a certain amount?"

The store manager retorted matter-of-factly, "Can't I just pay for it myself?"

Gu Zhu broke down!

When the exquisite dessert tarts and Earl Grey tea were served, the viewers in the live stream were momentarily stunned.

[Wow, this girl seems to have an innate charm that makes her irresistible...]

[My sister's charm skills are off the charts! How come I run into simps everywhere!]

[Suddenly realized, my little sister is already enjoying afternoon tea looking radiant, while Teacher Pig didn't even step inside the shop, hahaha]

...

Desserts can get cloying if you eat too much of them.

Wen Yao ate until she was half full, then asked Fu Qianchuan to pack up the rest.

The store manager and staff were incredibly enthusiastic, and even though Wen Yao and Fu Qianchuan hadn't spent a single penny, they still reluctantly saw them off to the door.

"Now that the food problem is solved, the next thing is accommodation." Wen Yao stroked her chin. "What are your thoughts?"

Fu Qianchuan pointed to location B: "I can be a bodyguard there."

This bodyguard's job pay is second only to that of a luxury goods store employee, but it is marked as having a certain degree of danger.

Correspondingly, the salary is very substantial, enough to cover the rent for two people.

Fu Qianchuan remained calm. He had carried out all sorts of dangerous missions before, and he didn't care if he got injured. He couldn't let Wen Yao suffer in the open.

Wen Yao pondered for a moment, then her clear and bright eyes fell on Fu Qianchuan.

She knew the show's producers' ways.

If it's dangerous, then it really is dangerous.

Before her rebirth, she had basically cut off contact with her ex-husband after their breakup, but she had heard that he had been seriously injured while on an overseas mission.

He was lucky to escape with his life and later returned to the Fu family after being discharged from the army.

And that mission is estimated to be coming soon.

If he gets injured now, could it trigger a butterfly effect...?

For example, a stroke of luck can turn into misfortune.

Wen Yao stopped thinking and got straight to the point:

"Working for someone else is ultimately doing work for someone else, but starting your own business is different. Do you want to take a gamble with me?"

Fu Qianchuan was slightly taken aback, his Adam's apple bobbing as a low, deep murmur escaped his throat: "Mm."

The viewers in the live stream became curious.

What is Meibao going to do?

...

Ten minutes later.

The most bustling night market on Paradise Island.

Wen Yao coughed lightly: "Let me tell you in advance, it might be a little embarrassing, just bear with it."

Fu Qianchuan mentally prepared himself: "Okay."

Wen Yao put her sunglasses on Fu Qianchuan: "Just sit there, don't talk or move."

A faint scent of the girl's hair still lingered on his sunglasses, and Fu Qianchuan was momentarily lost in thought: "...Okay."

The next second, he pulled out an erhu (a two-stringed bowed instrument) that he had borrowed from somewhere, and began to play the mournful "Moon Reflected in the Second Spring".

She pulled on the cloth emotionally while sniffling.

Passersby stopped to watch.

"Oh dear, young lady, is this your brother or your lover?"

Wen Yao sniffled: "It's my brother."

A kind-hearted elderly woman said, "How come your eyesight is already so bad at such a young age?"

Wen Yao sobbed twice: "No! His eyesight is exceptionally good!"

A kind old man said, "Look at this child, he's so upset he's talking nonsense!"

Wen Yao choked up a little: "Grandpas and grandmas, uncles and aunts, sisters and cousins, please believe me! His eyesight is really good!"

The pretty lady said, "Oh dear, look at you, young lady, why are you being so stubborn! Just say you have a problem!"

Wen Yao pulled even harder, but said, "No, no, no, he has the eyesight of a special forces soldier! When he's a sniper, he doesn't even need to use a scope, he just shoots bad guys one by one!"

The tattooed man said, "Stop making things up! Stop making things up! Do you think I don't know whether his eyes are good or not!"

Amidst the mournful strains of the erhu, people donated money one after another. The tattooed man even held Fu Qianchuan's hand, his eyes filled with tears.

"Brother! I know you dream of becoming a special forces soldier! But your eyes... sob sob, I wish you a speedy recovery!!"

Fu Qianchuan: "..."

Suddenly I realized that I wasn't mentally prepared enough.

[Haha, this is hilarious, everyone! So this is what being embarrassed means!]

Is this a little embarrassing? This is embarrassing enough to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of your toes!

[Some people are alive, but already dead; in short, living people who are almost dead.]