This Streamer Has a Conscience, But Not Much!

Back at the hotel, Lu Xiaoqi teased, "You know, I'm starting to think your shamelessness isn't just an act—it's who you truly are."

"You really had no mercy on those two, and they were technically in the same business as you."

"Hey, watch your words," Cao Shengming rolled his eyes. "I've contributed plenty of value to your company. By that logic, you should be bowing and calling me 'God of Wealth' every time you see me."

"Besides, how were we even in the same business? At most, they were just competitors. And let's not forget, I never once said I'd do business with them—it was they who insisted on giving me a free window cleaning. If anything, you should be thanking me."

"Speaking of which…" Cao Shengming stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Why do you think they offered to clean my window for free? Could it be because I'm so handsome and they were trying to win me over? You know what they say—when someone showers you with unsolicited kindness, they're either up to no good or trying to steal from you."

Lu Xiaoqi was momentarily stunned by his logic.

She sighed and suggested, "I really don't think Perfect Gentleman is the right show for you. There's a group in the capital that calls themselves Asia's Number One Boy Band—you should give them a shot. Who knows? You might end up as their top star."

With that, she hopped into her car, waving casually. "Alright, I'm off. Even though our first meeting wasn't exactly ideal, you're at least entertaining."

"Take care," Cao Shengming grinned. "If you ever miss me, just come find me. I'll be waiting—freshly showered and ready."

Lu Xiaoqi: "..."

—

After Lu Xiaoqi left, something suddenly occurred to Cao Shengming. He smacked his forehead and shot up. "Crap! We need to go see if we can extend our hotel stay. If we don't, we might end up homeless again."

Luckily, check-out time wasn't until 2 PM, and it was only a little past 1.

Though the room cost 300 yuan a night—admittedly a bit pricey—it was still their best option. Finding a cheaper place wasn't even an option for them since, technically, both he and the cameraman were "surviving without IDs."

"Alright, let's go get some food," Cao Shengming suggested. "That restaurant from yesterday was pretty good. Let's go back."

The cameraman squinted at him. "You just want to go and mess with those contestants working there again, don't you?"

"..." Cao Shengming gasped in mock horror. "How could you think that?! Do I really look like the kind of person who enjoys making trouble for others?"

—

Back at the small alley restaurant, Cao Shengming was in high spirits.

He waved his hand. "Boss! One plate of crawfish tails, two chicken drumsticks."

"Coming right up!"

But instead of the boss, an employee walked out.

And by sheer coincidence, that employee turned out to be none other than Contestant 32's cameraman.

The moment he saw Cao Shengming and Zhang San Li Si, he froze. "...You guys again?"

"Aha! What a coincidence! You work here too?" Zhang San Li Si set down his camera and smirked, then, mimicking Cao Shengming's dramatic tone, called out, "One plate of crawfish tails! Two chicken drumsticks!"

The cameraman: "..." Bro, are you messing with me on purpose?!

"Of course not," Zhang San Li Si gasped. "Do I look like the kind of person who would go out of my way to cause trouble?" Then, turning back to the counter, he added, "And three cans of iced Coke, please!"

The cameraman: "..."

Meanwhile, viewers in the livestream chat were losing their minds:

—[HAHAHAHA this cameraman has officially gone rogue!]

—[(crying emoji) "Birds of a feather flock together," as the saying goes. These two were clearly meant to be partners in crime.]

—[...Bro, your phrasing is next-level poetic.]

—[This is the most cultured chat I've ever seen. Everyone's dropping proverbs while I can barely string together a "WTF."]

—[(smirking) Come on, it's just idioms. I'll do you one better—these two are truly "a match made in heaven, bound together for eternity."]

—[(cry-laugh emoji) Uh, bro, I think that one's meant for couples…]

—

In the kitchen, Contestant 32, Luo Bin, was reclining in his chair, eyes closed, taking a break.

"Get up, time to work," his cameraman sighed dramatically. "Those two are back."

"Which two?" Luo Bin cracked one eye open, eyeing him suspiciously. "Why do you look like you've just been through a traumatic breakup?"

"The ones from yesterday. The ones who ordered the crawfish tails."

"..."

Luo Bin was silent for a moment. Then, he asked, "What did they order this time?"

"One plate of crawfish tails. Two chicken drumsticks."

After another brief pause, the cameraman added, "Each order is double the amount from yesterday."

Luo Bin: "...Yeah, just go ahead and pretend I'm dead."

—

[Resentment +1, +1, +1, +1, +1...]

"???" Cao Shengming blinked. "Am I hallucinating? Or did my system just glitch?"

He turned to Zhang San Li Si and whispered, "Bro, I swear, there's something off about this place. Can't you feel the intense wave of resentment coming straight at us?"

Zhang San Li Si: "???"

Following Cao Shengming's gaze, he turned around—only to see Luo Bin and his cameraman peeking out from the kitchen, both glaring at them like vengeful spirits.

"Oh..."

Cao Shengming suddenly realized. "Guess it wasn't a system glitch—it was just their resentment reaching full manifestation!"

—

—[I CAN'T BREATHE HAHAHAHA]

—[Did this man just call them ghosts?! I'm dead!]