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Chen Jincheng could hear the concern in President Lei’s voice and said with a smile, "President Lei, it’s all over now. Aren’t Zhou Huapeng and those guys from Si Rui finished?"

"By the way, President Lei, our Second-Life Star Hanfu promotion was a huge success this time. We’re holding a celebration banquet in a couple of days. You’re a shareholder in Second-Life Star, so you have to be there."

「Beijing.」

Hearing this, Lei Xiaojun also agreed with a laugh. "President Chen, even if you hadn’t mentioned it, I was planning on making a trip over. Leaving aside all that trouble, the sales data from this wave of your Hanfu promotion has really been an eye-opener."

He was truly, sincerely impressed.

Previously, when President Chen had promoted phones for him, the total sales figure of 5 billion had been astonishing enough.

This time, he promoted Hanfu and had already pushed the total sales to 3.5 billion. The final number would certainly be even higher.

It was just unbelievable.

He was once again reminded of Mr. Chen’s capabilities in online promotion and marketing.

He had even caught wind that from this wave alone, if Second-Life Star wanted another round of financing, plenty of funds would be willing to accept a 30-billion valuation.

"I’ll be waiting for you then, President Lei." Chen Jincheng chatted with President Lei for a little longer before hanging up.

Before he could even put his phone down, he received a WeChat message. It was from Sister Hehe, and it was a photo of her in an exquisite Hanfu.

The design of the Hanfu was clearly exquisite and beautiful, a type of Exotic Realm style from the Han and Tang dynasties.

But she had deliberately unfastened the outer robe of the Hanfu, leaving only a special, low-cut dudou. And what was the meaning of her covering her chest with one hand?

’Does she think I’ve never seen one before?’

"Chen Jincheng, is it pretty?" Sister Hehe sent a message asking.

Chen Jincheng replied directly, "Not pretty. Your hand is in the way."

"Hmph!" Sister Hehe sent the word, then sent another photo.

This time, her hand was finally gone. As expected, the small, low-cut dudou couldn’t contain everything. The expanse of white scenery was quite alluring.

Anyway, if this picture were uploaded to the internet, it would definitely not pass moderation.

’For Sister Hehe to wear such a small dudou under a Hanfu... her intentions were truly wicked! Isn’t this just letting me see but not touch?’

"Is it pretty now? I designed it myself, you know," Sister Hehe sent another message.

"You know how to do that?" Chen Jincheng was surprised.

As far as he knew, Sister Hehe could also play the piano—and played very well. And now she could design Hanfu too?

The key was that the design of her Hanfu was definitely high-quality, comparable to the ones he had brought over.

She did this purely through her own ability and talent. That was incredible.

Sister Hehe sent another message: "The little dudou inside was designed especially for you. I knew you’d like it."

𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"..." Chen Jincheng sent a series of ellipses.

’What the hell does she mean, *I’d* like it?’

’It’s not just me. What man wouldn’t like this kind of dudou, okay?’

But Sister Hehe sent a smiley face, followed by another message: "Chen Jincheng, can you help me shoot a video? I want to use this Hanfu in a sales video. I even bought a clothing factory to produce it."

After saying that, she also sent a ’pleading’ emoji.

"If you want me to help you shoot a video, you have to be in Coastal City. I don’t have time to leave Coastal City recently." Chen Jincheng naturally wouldn’t refuse to help Sister Hehe shoot a video.

After all, there were too many historical-style videos he could bring over.

The key was, she wasn’t just his number one fan, but a fan he could sleep with. They had shared "in-depth exchanges." He wasn’t a love ’em and leave ’em type of guy.

Besides, with Sister Hehe’s Hanfu, a video would likely get a lot of traction, and the sales figures wouldn’t be bad either.

The next moment, he saw Sister Hehe send him a hotel location: Coastal City’s Hanguang Couples’ Love Hotel.

"..." Chen Jincheng once again sent a string of ellipses.

’Damn, she’s pulling a surprise attack.’

"I’ll be waiting for you~" Sister Hehe sent another message, along with an expectant smiling emoji. Then she held her phone, looking forward to Chen Jincheng’s arrival.

Thinking of Chen Jincheng, she subconsciously squeezed her **, imagining it was his hand.

Designing a Hanfu, buying a factory, and shooting a sales video weren’t her main reasons for coming. After all, this was just her taking out some money to earn a bit of pocket money by following Chen Jincheng’s lead.

After all, she had invested most of her previous pocket money in those film and television dramas through that Eldest Young Master Wang. If she didn’t earn some more, how would she have money to tip Chen Jincheng when he went live? How would she defend her status as his number one fan?

Earning a bit of pocket money was just a side benefit. What she was really looking forward to was rolling around in the sheets with Chen Jincheng.

Last time, he’d fucked her into submission until she begged for mercy, and she was obsessed with that feeling.

She wanted him to fuck her until she begged for mercy again.

Chen Jincheng looked at Sister Hehe’s messages, smiled, and put down his phone. But just then, his phone rang again. It was Director Chen Yu.

He quickly answered the call. The explosive sales data from the Hanfu video was partly thanks to this man. If it weren’t for the interview video he had guided the filming of—the one that filled the story with dramatic twists and turns—this craze of buying Hanfu to support Chen Jincheng would never have started. It was that video that made it seem as if Chen Jincheng and Second-Life Star had been oppressed, threatened, and suffered a great injustice.

Chen Yu’s voice came through the phone. "Mr. Chen, I just submitted our previously discussed cultural preservation collaboration to the leadership. Don’t forget about the planning on your end."

"Rest assured, Director Chen, I definitely won’t forget about this," Chen Jincheng replied with a smile. He chatted with the director for a little longer, hung up, then looked at his computer and created a new document.

Since he had made a promise, he certainly wouldn’t forget. He immediately typed the title into the computer: *Huaxia in the Classics*.

Although he had seen this variety show in its entirety in his past life, he still needed to slowly recall the specific plot details to flesh it out.

Besides, while the show *Huaxia in the Classics* was a huge hit with high ratings, it also had some issues that people complained about. He felt it was necessary to improve on these.

For example, the segment featuring Song Yingxing and Yuan Shen. The concept was excellent, but he didn’t know if the person in charge of the segment was simply ignorant or did it on purpose. In any case, the makeup and styling for the elderly Song Yingxing were unreasonable and heavily criticized.

That needed to be improved.

He couldn’t let such an issue mar an otherwise excellent show.

He spent the afternoon writing out the plots for two segments. When it was time to get off work, he planned to head to the couples’ love hotel to find Sister Hehe. However, just as he reached the underground parking garage, he saw Ah Pao approaching with a group of underlings covered in dragon and phoenix tattoos. They then got into several nearby cars.

"Ah Pao, what are you doing? What’s with the big formation?" Chen Jincheng was speechless.

Ah Pao quickly said, "Boss, we interrogated the guy we caught. There weren’t just four of them. There are still three fish that escaped the net out there. Until they’re caught, I have to protect you."

His tattooed underlings were all visibly excited. After all, the boss was generous. The last group had each received a double bonus, and the top performers got 50,000. Naturally, they also wanted to perform well.

If those three escaped fish showed up, they would definitely be the first to charge forward.

Hearing this, Chen Jincheng let Ah Pao and his men follow him. With his current physique, he wasn’t worried about the three guys on the loose. Besides, those three were now wanted fugitives and probably wouldn’t dare to show their faces. Still, Ah Pao and his men meant well, so there was no need to refuse.

After getting into his Porsche 918, he headed straight for the hotel, letting Ah Pao and his men follow in their cars.

At the same time, he sent a message to Sister Hehe, telling her he’d pick her up for dinner first.

Sister Hehe was, of course, already waiting, eagerly anticipating her date with Chen Jincheng. The moment she saw his car arrive, she rushed over and got into the passenger seat.

Chen Jincheng picked her up, drove out onto the street, and headed for a high-end private kitchen restaurant.

Just as the car turned onto the street, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he was being watched.

It was a strange sensation, likely a sixth sense produced by his physique having reached the peak of human potential.

He subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed a car tailing him. He deliberately made a few turns, and the other car immediately followed.

That almost confirmed it.

’It couldn’t really be those three escaped fish, could it? They actually dare to show themselves.’

As he was driving down a road, he saw that car suddenly speed up and rush forward.

Seeing this, an idea suddenly struck him. He turned to Sister Hehe and said, "Help me start a livestream. Let’s give the fans a thrilling show."