Chapter 60: Chapter 58: I’m Not Hot-Headed, and I’m Not Jealous

Before long, many of the girls from Second-Life Star had received a notification from Sister Hong, inviting them to participate in a photoshoot on the boss’s yacht.

The girls who received the message were naturally thrilled, and they soon discovered the selection criteria: they were all chosen for having the biggest chests and longest legs.

This made the chosen girls puff out their chests, and they happily left the company to go home and get their bikinis ready.

After all, bikinis only looked good on girls like them.

These were their assets.

Chen Jincheng returned to his office and pulled out his phone to check on things on Tiao Yin. Being in this business, he naturally had to stay on top of the platform’s trends. But after just a quick look, he found himself at the center of the latest gossip again.

A new animated GIF of ’Chen Jincheng Getting Fired Up’ was circulating through various video feeds.

It was a clip of him singing “Girl” and getting touched by some girl.

Judging by the number of comments, the GIF was probably going to be a viral meme for a while.

’So, which girl was it, exactly?’

Just as he was pondering this, he saw Jiang Xiaobai enter his office and close the door behind her.

Seeing her come in, Chen Jincheng asked, “You have a print ad photoshoot today. Are you ready?”

Jiang Xiaobai, however, approached him with an aggrieved expression. “Are you going to have Yinyin co-host the romance script with you from now on?”

“Getting jealous again?” Chen Jincheng realized what was happening.

He checked her employee information in his mind:

Name: Jiang Xiaobai

Loyalty: 100

Status: Seems to have let her emotions overwhelm her reason. ’No, I can’t just do nothing. I’ll make the first move and drain him dry today!’

’???’ Chen Jincheng froze when he saw her status. Before he had time to think…

He yelped in alarm, “Fuck, lock the door first!”

The sound of hurried footsteps followed, and then the click of the door being locked.

…

…

Some time later, Jiang Xiaobai was sitting contentedly on Chen Jincheng’s lap, her pretty face resting against his chest.

“We agreed you wouldn’t get jealous,” Chen Jincheng said after their passionate encounter, making his stance clear.

But Jiang Xiaobai said seriously, “I’m not jealous. You should do a good job on the stream with Yinyin. You need to be more intimate with her for the romance script stream. See? I’m not jealous at all.”

“Right, you’re *so* not jealous,” Chen Jincheng said, looking at her with exasperation, momentarily at a loss for words.

Jiang Xiaobai’s phone rang. Seeing it was Sister Hong’s number, she immediately answered. “Sister Hong? Okay, I’ll be right there.”

With that, she straightened her clothes, made a heart sign at Chen Jincheng, and left the office. When she returned to her streaming room, Sister Hong was waiting for her with another girl.

“Sister Hong,” Jiang Xiaobai greeted sweetly.

Sister Hong introduced the girl beside her. “Xiaobai, this is the assistant I’ve arranged for you. From now on, whether you’re streaming or out on a job, she’ll be there to help you. You’re the first person in the company to be assigned an assistant.”

Jiang Xiaobai was very pleased to hear this. “Thank you, Sister Hong.”

Sister Hong nodded and said with a hint of meaning, “Xiaobai, the boss is in a critical growth period for his business. You need to be understanding about some of his work arrangements. It’s tough on him, being Alone.”

’She was covering for her boss. Having a scumbag for a boss is so stressful,’ she thought.

“I understand, Sister Hong. I won’t be upset,” Jiang Xiaobai said. Of course she knew Sister Hong was referring to Yinyin co-starring with that scumbag, Cheng, in the romance script.

’But I’m really not upset right now,’ she thought. ’I definitely devoured him completely, leaving nothing for Yinyin.’

“That’s good, then.” Sister Hong was suddenly struck by how reasonable and understanding the girl was.

…

Chen Jincheng rested in his chair for a moment before getting up. He left the office holding his lower back. ’This chair has a terrible design. I need to find time to replace it.’

When Sister Hong saw him, she hurried over. “Boss, what’s wrong? Did you pull your back?”

“It’s nothing.” Chen Jincheng shook his head and changed the subject. “Is everyone ready?”

Sister Hong nodded. “Everyone else is ready. I’ll take them to the harbor first! Yinyin is shopping for clothes at Jingyuan Building, so you should go pick her up. We already announced in the veteran fan group that you’re going live, and they’re all waiting.”

“Okay.” Chen Jincheng nodded, gave Lin Hao’s number to Sister Hong, and told her to contact him when she arrived. Then, he also left the company.

Since this was for the romance script, it was only natural for him to go pick up his female lead while she was out shopping.

So, after getting into his car, he took out his phone for streaming, placed it in the dashboard mount, and started his broadcast.

Because he had broken 100,000 viewers the day before and was all over the trending charts today, his popularity was immense. The moment he went live, viewers flooded in, and his count surpassed ten thousand in no time.

“A close-up view of the scumbag!”

“So this is the Ancestral Master? He’s handsome, I guess, but not as handsome as me!”

“Chen Jincheng, did you find the girl who lit your fire?”

“…”

These were clearly first-time viewers, drawn in by the hype, and they made up the vast majority.

In truth, these new viewers were all very curious about what the Ancestral Master’s stream was actually like.

Seriously, those videos of him singing “Girl” with all the girls were just sensational.

But right now, all they saw was Chen Jincheng starting his car and making small talk as he drove. There was nothing interesting happening on stream.

’Without a special event, this is all there is?’

It wasn’t until the car stopped in the Jingyuan Building parking garage that a veteran fan gifted two “Tiao Yin No. 1s” and requested to link up.

“Thanks to my bro ’SimpingIsAddictive’ for the two Tiao Yin No. 1s.” While thanking him, Chen Jincheng couldn’t help but roast the fan’s username. ’For fuck’s sake, another simp?’

SimpingIsAddictive: Cheng, I think I’m addicted to simping. Every time I send a girl a message on WeChat, I get super anxious waiting for her to reply. It feels awful. What should I do?

“…” Chen Jincheng was speechless. ’This is one of my veteran fans, and he’s addicted to simping?’

He sighed. “Bro, how about you try a different approach? Don’t just message one girl. Next time, message a hundred girls. By then, you’ll have forgotten who you even messaged. Reply or not, who cares? Eventually, a few of them are bound to reply, right? Then you just chat with the ones who do. You’ll be juggling several conversations at once.”

The moment he said that, the chat exploded with a storm of “666.”

’Message a hundred girls? Fucking hell, you need to have a hundred girls’ numbers to begin with!’

SimpingIsAddictive: Cheng, but what if I message 100 girls and none of them reply?

“…” Chen Jincheng’s brain seemed to short-circuit. He was completely baffled.

’If someone actually runs into those odds, they’re a truly lost cause. Not even an Immortal could save them.’

But his dumbfounded expression sent the stream into another frenzy, especially the veteran fans. It was the first time they had ever seen Cheng look so completely stumped by a simp.

“This simp bro is incredible! He just hard-CC’d Cheng!”

“I bet the thought of that happening has never even crossed Cheng’s mind.”

“…”

Chen Jincheng quickly changed the subject. “Anyway, I’m going to pick up a girl now. Let me give her a call first.”

His words immediately recaptured the veteran fans’ attention:

“Is it another ’ordinary female friend’ you happen to know on a ’deeply personal’ level?”

“Is the main event about to start?”

“Haha, doesn’t look like it’s Xiaobai this time?”

“…”

These comments made the new viewers realize something. ’Wait, the casual chat before wasn’t the actual show?’

Then, they watched as Chen Jincheng made a call.

A sweet, seductive voice came through the phone. “Boss, are you here yet? Hurry up to the Bailida Women’s Clothing Store. I just picked out a sexy, lacy, innocently seductive outfit, and I’ll change into it for you right now. I also got a pair of thin stockings… they’re really easy to tear! What color do you prefer?”

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