CH 3

Last one for today! I’ll start posting according to my schedule next week.

When you’re handling customers, you must treat them with a lot of patience and indulgence.

Gu Wei adjusted his tone, and greeted the big client in a way he thought was extremely cordial—

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: Hey dear, is that you?

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: Cute.jpg.

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: ???

Gu Wei: “…” 

The big client answered him with three question marks in a matter of seconds.

As expected of this big client – he’s only a primary school student, still so childish. He must’ve acted all cool and stoic, not with a normal greeting.

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Do you know who I am?

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: Of course I know, didn’t they ask you to add me yourself? I’ve been waiting for a long time, you know.

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: …they did.

On the sofa, Jiang Xun’s hand, which is holding his phone, trembled slightly.

He was confused. Did he add the wrong number? Or could it be, Gu Wei was someone with… this kind of personality?

On the other hand, Gu Wei decided to be straightforward and directly cut to the point.

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: Tell me, boss, how much do you plan to give me?

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: …what do you mean?

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: I’m sure you know what I do. Besides, I think this is not the first time you’ve been looking for this kind of service.

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: You should know the basics, so I won’t go into the boring details. Which package do you want to pick? Do you want to have a week trial first, or do you want to go straight for the monthly or yearly subscription instead?

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: …what kind of order? 

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: Me, of course.

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Place an order… for you?

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: Yes, what else?

Otherwise, do you want to go search for someone else? Still want to find another power leveler service? Don’t even think about it!

Gu Wei stared at the screen and smiled confidently. He is very good at chatting, and he will definitely help Chi Yunkai’s small online store get off to a good start.

In the Jiang family’s villa, Jiang Xun was still dumbfounded looking at the chat interface on his phone.

What does Gu Wei do again??

This is Gu Wei, right? The lead dancer of the top boygroup T.ATW? Is he… no way… this kind of “part-time” job…

Calling him with “dear”, calling him with “boss”, and asking him how long the service will last.

Could it… could it be…

This… “good boy” is looking for a benefactor? A sugar daddy?

Jiang Xun is not a tactful person, he asked on the spot because he had something to say.

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Do you regard me as… some kind of… benefactor?

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: Well, aren’t you?

Since this elementary school student = big client,

And big client = boss,

Therefore, boss = financial benefactor,

…right? This person can also be said to be a financial benefactor, Gu Wei thought it sounded logical. 

In order to reward himself for his exceptional business sense, Gu Wei allowed himself to drink an extra cup of milk tea tomorrow, just one cup without adding sugar.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xun followed the WeChat account, clicked into Gu Wei’s circle of friends, and saw Gu Wei’s message in his Moments from the morning. 

“The early worm has been eaten by birds, hum?” Jiang Xun mused as he saw his reaction meme: AngryJiangXun.jpg

It was a picture of him being snarky and fierce while conducting at the RU World Invitational Tournament a while ago. It was photographed by the audience and made into a meme. It was viral enough to land itself into the Weibo hot search. 

In Gu Wei’s circle of friends, there were many photos taken when he went to watch Jiang Xun’s game. The people next to him seemed to be members of his boygroup. 

Although this supposed “good boy” was not actually good at all, it seemed that he was really his fan.

He looked like a well-behaved child… and yet he was actually looking for a sugar daddy. Rather casually too. Even his WeChat name is asking for money.

Jiang Xun didn’t think that this kind of behavior was proper. This little fan of his needed some education. Gathering his resolve, Jiang Xun switched back to the chat interface.    

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Tell me honestly, how long have you been doing this?  

Reading this big client reply, Gu Wei frowned as he thought. Did power leveling depend on qualifications? It must be, right? Sigh… It is so difficult to satisfy even primary school students these days… He responded to the message in a heartbeat.

‘You want someone with qualifications, right? Let me give you a big shock.’ And so, Gu Wei decided to bullshit his way through.

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: I’ve been in this kind of service for several years. Don’t worry, I won’t let you down~

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Are you… very short of money?

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: But of course! I’m very short of money. In fact, if it’s not because of the lack of money, who would do this kind of job? It’s not exactly the healthiest type of job there is…

“Who are you chatting with?” Jiang Ying asked. He trailed to his brother’s side while holding a coconut and a straw in his mouth. He noticed Jiang Xun was lounging on the sofa in the living room, so he approached him.

“A bad boy who looks ‘well-behaved’ and in severe need of education.” Jiang Xun replied without taking his eyes off his phone.

“But it’s already this late? Who are you talking to again?” Jiang Ying was confused, but he decided he really didn’t care about his brother’s business, so he turned his head and left almost immediately. “Go to bed early, ge. Aren’t you going to fly to Europe early tomorrow? I’m going to bed early. I have filming tomorrow morning.”

“Got it, got it. You go to bed early.” Jiang Xun was still focused on the chat. He then grabbed a cup of water and drinking it while thinking of his reply.

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: Ah, so you know it will hurt your body. How many clients have you taken?

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: Quite a lot. At least a hundred and eighty.

[Please Give Me Money If You Love Me]: WorkingHard.jpg.

Jiang Xun choked on his water and fell into a coughing fit. 

One hundred and eighty….?!? He really… what?? How many again?

How old is Gu Wei again this year??

Gu Wei waited for a long time for a reply. When the phone finally vibrated, he received a new WeChat message– 

[One Hundred Thousand Volts]: All of your clients are beasts1he meant that they’re inhuman/acted on beastly desires only. 

Gu Weiwei: I’m so good at this business talk thing!

Jiang Xun: ????????????????????