Entertainment News: I'm Not a Scumbag After Rebirth!

Chengdu, Baima Manor.

The dim candlelight flickered, illuminating Li Jun, who was dressed casually. Opposite him, a young internet celebrity who looked remarkably like Liu Yan sat on a large chair in a revealing bikini.

The two men raised their glasses together across the long wooden table, gesturing to each other from a distance.

Li Jun's gaze inadvertently fell on the candle.

"You're so annoying." The young internet celebrity glared at Li Jun with her beautiful eyes, but there was no rejection whatsoever; in fact, she seemed to be taking the initiative.

The young internet celebrity rested her chin on her delicate fingers, pondering what to call Li Jun tonight.

Thinking of this, the internet celebrity chuckled and touched her red lips, looking at the wine glass in front of Li Jun with a faint smile.

A slightly tipsy state is the most romantic.

Li Jun glanced knowingly at the wine glass, his consciousness beginning to waver slightly.

A wave of intense weariness washed over him, and the next moment, his eyelids drooped heavily.

......

"Beng! Beng! Beng!"

A sound system mixed with some background noise rang in Li Jun's ears.

"It's so noisy."

Li Jun rubbed his sleepy eyes; he hadn't listened to such poor-quality audio equipment in a long time.

This Su Su is really something, doesn't she know he hates this kind of bar music?

I got completely drunk with Feng Ke at a bar back then, which caused me to miss the chance to meet Zhang Liangying, and that guy Feng Ke snatched her away.

That guy still had hundreds of millions of dollars behind him, and he disappeared without a trace.

Li Jun was so angry about this that he never went to a bar again.

Dim light shone into his eyes, and jarring music rang repeatedly in his ears, constantly stimulating Li Jun to stay awake.

His eyes widened instantly, staring in disbelief at everything before him.

The environment was completely unfamiliar. Countless men and women sat on the tables, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of various cheap cigarettes.

Have I been kidnapped by Su Su?

Li Jun stared in disbelief at everything before him. He couldn't believe Su Su had the guts, but he also realized something was amiss. Even flirting shouldn't involve such a potent drug.

"Handsome, let me have a drink with you."

A waiter with side-swept bangs said familiarly.

Li Jun endured his headache, glanced at the man in front of him, and waved his hand impatiently.

"No men."

The waiter stood there awkwardly for a moment, then smiled and walked away.

"Old Li, how are you? Let me take you home to rest."

A familiar greeting rang in Li Jun's ears, but he couldn't remember who it was for a moment, so he had to endure the glaring light and look over.

"Feng Ke??"

Li Jun was completely stunned; he hadn't seen him for twenty years.

Could it be that this is SuSu's special cosplay of her enemy today?

Feng Ke calmly walked to Li Jun's side; he wasn't drunk yet.

"You little brat, you don't even recognize me after sleeping?"

Feng Ke raised his hand with a smile and pointed at Li Jun, a smug smile still lingering on his face, seemingly happy that he had drunk Li Jun under the table.

Li Jun steadied himself, enduring the stinging pain in his brain, patted Feng Ke's shoulder, and then squeezed it to confirm that he wasn't an imposter. He was now completely unsure of what was going on.

He fumbled in his pocket for a while and finally pulled out a thick, cell phone-like object.

"Let me see what time it is. You're quite the drinker."

Li Jun smiled, opened his phone, and glanced at the date on it.

2005年3月17日23点30分。

He then put away his phone and took a closer look at the brand on it.

Nokia was my first mobile phone during college.

His family's factory went bankrupt, and this phone had been with him for eight years, so he naturally remembered it vividly.

Back then, Li Jun's father owed hundreds of thousands of yuan in loans. He gritted his teeth, tightened his belt, and left it all to Li Jun.

This was tough on Li Jun, as he had to start working before even graduating from university.

Based on my current earnings, I can pay off my debts in 120 years if I work hard without eating or drinking. The future is full of hope!

Today is the day my friend Feng Ke is coming back. He promised to introduce me to a job, but instead he lured away Zhang Liangying, who was supposed to be discovered by Li Jun.

In his previous life, Feng Ke became a top agent and a master of manipulation thanks to Zhang Liangying. He even got married and then divorced, receiving 600 million yuan in compensation.

Heaven gave Li Jun a chance, but unfortunately he didn't seize it.

In this life, he is willing to sacrifice himself to help Zhang Liangying get rid of the scumbag!

Li Jun was certain that he had been reborn.

He didn't suffer any fatal accidents, nor did he encounter any strange old men. After taking a sip of wine, he inexplicably returned to twenty years ago.

Before he could think further, Feng Ke had already sat back down in the plastic chair, raised his glass, and toasted Li Jun.

"Old Li, I just went to see that Zhang Liangying you mentioned, she's alright, it's a pre-recorded show. You can go check it out if you don't believe me."

Feng Ke said to Li Jun with a regretful expression, while patting his chest and making a solemn promise.

I don't believe you for a second!

Li Jun muttered to himself, a look of regret on his face, as he patted Feng Ke on the shoulder.

"What a pity, brother."

Seeing Li Jun's expression, Feng Ke couldn't help but feel smug. Young people are so easy to fool; they believe everything he says. He figured he could just have a few drinks, send Li Jun away, and then happily go sign Zhao Jingying.

To act like an older brother, Feng Ke comforted Li Jun and kept pouring him drinks, making it seem like the two of them were determined to drink until they were both drunk.

The dim bar lights shone on their faces, and the gradually heating environment around them had a hypnotic effect.

Li Jun knew he was no match for Feng Ke, but he had already come up with a plan.

"vomit."

Li Jun suddenly slumped onto the table, dry heaving, clutching his throat with his hand, his face contorted in rage.

Feng Ke's face lit up with joy; his chance had come, and he could prepare to send Li Jun back. He quickly jumped off the stool and patted Li Jun's back forcefully.

"Old Li, what are you doing? You're not feeling well, why are you still drinking? I know you're happy because I'm here, but you can't do this."

Feng Ke said sadly, blaming himself for Li Jun's drunkenness, and wishing he could slap himself twice.

"No way, Lao Feng, I'm really happy to see you here, we can't stop tonight."

That Feng Ke is a real scoundrel; he's really going all out. This time, he's patting Li Jun's back so hard he's about to throw up.

"Marketing, come here."

Li Jun made an unexpected move, and the waiter he called over happened to be the same guy with the side-swept bangs who had been supposed to help him with his drink earlier.

This action left both people present stunned.

Feng Ke was naturally clueless about what Li Jun was up to, and the waiter was also bewildered. He had previously told Li Jun to get lost with a look of disgust, but now he was being called back.

"It's you, you with the side-swept bangs, come here!"

Li Jun said impatiently, taking advantage of this moment to escape Feng Ke's slapping, and put his hands on his hips.

"Junzi, don't get angry, don't get angry."

Feng Ke quickly played the good guy and tried to dissuade him.

The waiter with the side-swept bangs realized he was being called and rushed over, running eagerly to Li Jun's side.

"I'll have a drink with my brother for a while, then I'll go to the bathroom. If my brother is unhappy about it, I'll hold you responsible."

The waiter with the side-swept bangs was initially a little resentful at being rejected, but the tip Li Jun slipped to him the next moment made him beam with joy.

After Li Jun finished speaking, he leaned close to the waiter and whispered something to him.

This made the waiter with the side-swept bangs pale, but after glancing at the tip in his hand, he nodded heavily.

"It's up to you!"

After saying that, he walked towards the toilet.

"Hey Junzi, there's no need for that. Let me take you back to rest."

Feng Ke raised his hand to stop Li Jun, but the waiter with the side-swept bangs had already sat in Li Jun's seat, looking at Feng Ke with a tragic expression.

"Boss, on behalf of Boss Li, I'd like to propose a toast to you!"

Feng Ke stared wide-eyed at the waiter with the side-swept bangs in front of him, then looked at Li Jun who had already walked away, and sat down helplessly.

In the bathroom of the music house, smoke filled the corners, rising and falling with the wind.

Li Jun is facing his biggest problem.

I have no money.

With only a small amount of money left in his pocket, he gave it to the waiter from earlier.

How can I convince Zhang Liangying to let me be her manager?

This gave Li Jun some trouble.

At that moment, the music outside increased in volume by several decibels.

"There are ten seconds left until the new day begins. Let's shout together when there are five seconds left!"

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1!"

[Ding! Weekly settlement!]

[The host accomplished nothing this week, didn't earn a single penny, and couldn't even outdrink anyone else.]

[Rating: Finished]

[Resources Obtained: Bankruptcy Relief $5000]

A sound like thunder resounded in Li Jun's mind, then disappeared in an instant, and the words that appeared on the glass slowly vanished.

Is this system playing tricks on me? Li Jun observed it several times and realized that he was indeed being manipulated by this thing.

I was just going along with Feng Ke; I had my own important business to attend to. He muttered to himself.

Where's my relief fund? Where's my relief fund? Li Jun repeatedly searched his entire body, confirming that the guarantee fund the system had mentioned hadn't been deposited into his account.

Could it be on his bank card? He quickly took out his phone to check if he had received any bank deposit notifications.

cell phone:

Xiuxiu Finance: Your loan is about to become overdue. Please repay it as soon as possible to avoid affecting your credit score.

Daqiang: Kid, are you going to pay me back or not? You want to die?

Feng Ke: Junzi, does this waiter have some kind of special fetish? Why does he keep touching my hand?

Seeing this, Li Jun silently turned off his phone.

There is no record of any incoming payments.

"Waaah...waaah..."

A sobbing sound reached Li Jun's ears from the toilet next door. Even though it was crying, the sound was exceptionally beautiful.

Li Jun's ears twitched. He turned his body to the side, trying to hear more clearly, and walked towards the direction from which the sound came.

Thump. He stumbled and almost fell.

Who the hell is so heartless as to throw that on the ground...?

Li Jun turned around, about to unleash a torrent of curses, when he saw the large, bright red banknotes on the ground, amounting to several thousand yuan.

At the same time, there was a beautiful figure with his back to him.

That silhouette, that voice... it sounds like... Zhang Liangying?