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"More than half a month ago?" Chen Yiyang was somewhat puzzled.

More than half a month ago, he was still in Jin City. How had the other party heard about him?

Even as a journalist, would they be bored enough to watch who Jin City's top ten youths are this year?

This kind of news would only be briefly mentioned on local channels, and ordinary viewers wouldn't have access to it at all.

"It's this piece of news." Han Bingbing took out her phone and personally revealed the answer to the question.

Chen Yiyang glanced at her phone screen.

It turned out that half a month ago, a video recorded by CCTV featuring Huang Yuqiu had been broadcast online.

This video was released amid the buzz stirred by the donation of Mainland's first joint-stock company's stock certificate.

Since Huang Yuqiu was the main sponsor, he occupied practically the entire video.

Chen Yiyang only appeared once at the beginning of the video.

"I was quite curious when I saw this news. Why was the focus mainly on Huang Yuqiu, when it was clearly your stock donation?"

Han Bingbing looked at Chen Yiyang with eyes full of curiosity.

Truly worthy of being a journalist, her instincts are sharp.

Unfortunately, Chen Yiyang couldn't tell her the truth, so he replied, "Because at the time, it was Mr. Huang Yuqiu who persuaded me to sell this stock to him and then he donated it.

Although I eventually agreed to donate it too, it was thanks to Mr. Huang Yuqiu's encouragement. So, I have no objection to him taking the main spotlight."

After Chen Yiyang finished speaking, Han Bingbing's face suddenly showed a disappointed expression.

It wasn't that she believed Chen Yiyang's words, thinking the truth was indeed what he said.

But she realized that Chen Yiyang himself was reluctant to discuss the matter.

This meant that there was nothing useful to report as news from it.

However, fortunately, there was still the hotel's news to cover.

Chen Yiyang had the little accountant bring out the video taken when they fished the catfish out of the septic tank.

Han Bingbing merely watched a few moments before nearly wanting to vomit the coffee she just drank.

Chen Yiyang watched as the petite journalist turned her face away, unwilling to look at the footage any longer.

Thinking, if he had taken a video while cleaning the house of the elderly person with Diogenes syndrome,

and showed it to this journalist, she might very well vomit up even the meals she ate the day before.

"Alright, alright. I won't watch anymore." Han Bingbing waved her hand and then said, "Such disgusting footage must not appear in the news. The image of the catfish should not appear either."

"Why?" Liu Yiyi asked in confusion.

"There's recent heightened concern over food safety online. If we release such a video directly, it could lead to attacks on catfish dishes and recipes, bringing inquiries from higher-ups."

After explaining, Han Bingbing thought for a moment and continued.

"But the matter itself is already strange enough, we can make a simple video and release it first to see if it gains enough attention. If it does, we can release more detailed content later.

Otherwise, if we include too many videos and pictures in the news from the start, it could lead to marketing accounts circulating them before the hype builds up, leaving us, the original reporters, without the heat."

"So, ideally, we release a short video explaining the story. Once the whole network is hyped up, we release the more detailed content."

"That way, we can attract netizens' attention to our own account."

"It's your media account, not ours." Chen Yiyang corrected her, avoiding a free ride.

He made a condition to Han Bingbing, "You can have any video material you need, we're willing to cooperate actively. But you must clearly mention our hotel's name in your videos and reports."

"No problem." Han Bingbing agreed to this deal.

Chen Yiyang provided the materials, and Han Bingbing advertised Chen Yiyang's hotel.

This helped the hotel, which had long been without guests due to haunting rumors, regain attention and rejuvenate.

"Since we've reached an agreement and have enough footage, why don't we go for a few drinks at the bar tonight?"

After the interview, Chen Yiyang didn't expect Liu Yiyi to suggest going to a bar for drinks.

Though he had a decent tolerance, he rarely drank.

But since the suggestion came from his new hotel manager, he agreed not to embarrass her.

Upon reaching the bar, Chen Yiyang found out that both Liu Yiyi and Han Bingbing were top-notch drinkers.

They downed spirits one after another, but neither showed any signs of intoxication.

Liu Yiyi mentioned she used to enjoy drinking with strangers.

But after meeting Zhao Cheng at a bar due to drinking, which led to a series of subsequent events,

she only drank with acquaintances.

As the drinking went on.

Han Bingbing moved closer to Chen Yiyang, "You run an antique shop. Do you often come across interesting stories worth reporting?"

Chen Yiyang understood her intent, so he nodded and said, "If I come across any newsworthy events, I'll definitely inform you first to report them."

"Thank you so much!" Han Bingbing raised her glass to Chen Yiyang.

The two clinked glasses.

Then Chen Yiyang saw Han Bingbing exclaiming about how hot she was, while unbuttoning almost half of her shirt.

Soon after, Han Bingbing lay down beside Chen Yiyang, pressing close to him.

But Chen Yiyang didn't react at all.

It wasn't that Han Bingbing wasn't attractive.

But after an intense struggle the previous night, Chen Yiyang's mind felt saintly today.

No impure thoughts crossed his mind.

Noticing the time approaching midnight.

The Ghost Market is about to open.

Chen Yiyang looked at the two female drunks in front of him who were almost drunk.

So he took the initiative to say, "It's already very late, why don't we just call it a night?"

"But I have nowhere to stay tonight." Han Bingbing said, hugging Chen Yiyang's arm.

Chen Yiyang then turned to ask Liu Yiyi. "Where do you live, I'll take you home first."

Liu Yiyi gave an address, and since none of the three could drive because they'd been drinking, Chen Yiyang called a taxi, and had the taxi take the three of them to Liu Yiyi's doorstep first.

"Good night, new boss, see you tomorrow." Liu Yiyi opened her door, ignoring her good friend Han Bingbing, and instead said goodbye to Chen Yiyang.

Meanwhile, Han Bingbing was still holding onto Chen Yiyang's arm.

She seemed determined to stick with Chen Yiyang for the night.

If he hadn't been drained last night,

if there was nothing else tonight,

Chen Yiyang really wouldn't mind having a friendly match with this temporary partner.

But "if" doesn't exist.

For Chen Yiyang, making money is the most important thing.

So he took advantage of the moment when Liu Yiyi hadn't yet closed the door to push Han Bingbing into Liu Yiyi's arms.

"Han Bingbing is drunk too, and she said she has no place to stay tonight, Liu Yiyi, please take her in for the night."

After saying this, Chen Yiyang didn't wait for the two women to react.

He simply reached out and closed Liu Yiyi's door.

Women are really troublesome.

After eating and drinking, a man's sage moments make him rather resolute.

After leaving Liu Yiyi's neighborhood, Chen Yiyang called a ride-hailing car to the Ghost Market.

This time, no lady riding a motorcycle emerged to pick up Chen Yiyang.

Which left Chen Yiyang somewhat disappointed.

After being dropped off at the Ghost Market, Chen Yiyang arrived at the sixteenth stall.

The stall owner was still the same dark-skinned, rough middle-aged man from last time.

This time, his stall still only had one item, which was that ceramic bowl.

Chen Yiyang thought this wasn't good.

If he went over, and the guy recognized him,

it would probably be impossible to buy the item at a low price.

The stall owner was very shrewd last time, not easy to fool.

So Chen Yiyang didn't go and join the fun, but instead wandered around the street.

Checking to see if there was anything being sold to cover his face.

In the end, he didn't find anything, but he did see a familiar face.

That leather-clad biker girl.

Tonight she was still wearing the leather jacket she wore while riding her motorcycle. She was standing at the street entrance, not sure what she was doing.

So Chen Yiyang went over to greet her.

"You're here, huh, didn't see you earlier." The other party responded enthusiastically upon seeing Chen Yiyang.

Listening to the leather-clad girl, it seemed like they were supposed to meet there that night.

There must be some big misunderstanding between the two.

But at that moment, Chen Yiyang didn't bother thinking about resolving the misunderstanding.

This was a good time to ask her for a favor.

So he pulled the leather-clad girl, pointing to the stall selling the ceramic bowl in the distance, saying, "I'll give you a thousand bucks, see if you can negotiate with that stall owner to buy that ceramic bowl for under a thousand?"

"Why have you suddenly become interested in antiques? Be careful not to get scammed." The leather-clad girl was quite attentive to Chen Yiyang.

But Chen Yiyang had already stuffed a thousand-yuan bill into her hand.

"Remember to use cash for the transaction."

So the leather-clad girl stuffed the thousand-yuan cash into her pocket and walked over to the stall.

When she went over, she didn't rush to speak but waited until the stall owner was chatting with others.

Today, the ceramic bowl the stall owner brought out was clearly less attractive than the parrot bowl from that other day.

From afar, Chen Yiyang heard that the stall owner originally wanted to sell it for tens of thousands.

But after several experts looked at it, they either walked away without making an offer or gave a price in the hundreds.

As the stall owner became more anxious, the leather-clad girl decisively offered five hundred.

And she indicated she could pay in cash.

After some hesitation, the stall owner agreed with the leather-clad girl.

"Mission accomplished perfectly." After buying the item, the leather-clad girl returned to Chen Yiyang, handing him the remaining money and the purchased ceramic bowl.

Chen Yiyang put the ceramic bowl into his small bag he carried and said to the leather-clad girl.

"Should we find a shop that's still open, eat and chat?"

"Sure." The leather-clad girl happily agreed right away when Chen Yiyang invited her.

Islamic Abbasid Caliphate 9th-century ceramic bowl.