Zhao Mei had no choice but to turn over quickly, stretch out her arm, and grab her cell phone from the bedside table.

When she turned on the screen, she saw that it was her best friend, Qiu Jiahe, whom she hadn't contacted for a long time.

"Hey, Jiahe, do you finally have a signal?"

"That's right, typhoon after typhoon, it really never ends... We were supposed to have the signal restored last week, but the new typhoon has delayed it until now."

"Okay, okay, it's good enough that we can get in touch."

"Indeed, when I first came here I thought I wouldn't be able to contact you because it's so remote. But when I got here I found it's actually quite good. It has everything you need, and as long as there's no typhoon, the internet speed is pretty fast, and the scenery is beautiful too."

Zhao Mei raised an eyebrow. "I don't know who was the one who first complained to me about being bored to death on the island."

Qiu Jiahe also complained on the other end of the phone: "I just got here and there's nothing to do. I don't have many scenes, so of course I'm bored. I'm working at full capacity every day now, I'm exhausted."

"Compared to me, a certain beautiful lady secretly went to participate in a variety show? And became a big star? Great, she forgot about her sisters pretty quickly."

Zhao Mei did not deny that one of the reasons she participated was because she was bored without Qiu Jiahe, but it was impossible to say it directly.

"Just treat it as a vacation anyway. The scenery in Cloud City is beautiful. I've wanted to go there for a long time."

"And then you went to do farm work? You're really good, Zhao Meili."

"Hey, isn't this also considered a contribution to China? Compared to my simple holiday variety show, how is filming going over there?"

Zhao Mei's question made Qiu Jiahe think for a while before answering, "How should I put it to you, it's been pretty smooth. We've all gotten along quite harmoniously on the set, and there haven't been any conflicts. At least that's what I see."

"But there was actually a small scene that was quite chaotic recently. We had a scene on a yacht, and many of the extras on set had very bad manners. No matter how we filmed it, it just didn't look right. Director Wen was furious about this for several days because of it."

Zhao Mei was a little confused when she heard this: "Aren't you guys just a small fishing village show? What does it have to do with yachts? What's wrong with your manners?"

"It's a small fishing village, but it's more than just a small fishing village. It involves the background of the character I'm playing. The extras here are all average. Director Wen meant that they don't have that nouveau riche temperament. They walk in a very timid and hunched manner. It looks ugly in the film and it's not very effective."

"A scene has been delayed for three days. Director Wen has already ordered an etiquette teacher to be found. I heard the quote from the etiquette agency is ridiculously expensive."

Zhao Mei's eyes lit up when she heard this: "Could you please tell me the price in detail?"

Qiu Jiahe was a little surprised by Zhao Mei's question: "What's wrong? I don't know the exact amount, but considering Director Wen would rather delay it for three days than find an etiquette teacher, I guess it won't be much cheaper."

"That really makes money... This is also a good choice..."

Zhao Mei's mumbling made Qiu Jiahe very confused: "So what's wrong? You're so mysterious all day long."

Zhao Mei came back to her senses and shook her head: "It's okay, I'll give you a surprise later."

"You'd better. So did you save my Yuncheng specialties for me? I was craving those dried fruits and plums from watching your livestream, and even the beef jerky, but I didn't get many."

"Of course. I emptied half my suitcase to bring them back just for you. But some of them have a short shelf life. I'll try to send them to you in a couple of days. If I can't, I'll just have to eat them myself."

"Ahhh, damn typhoon! You can't show off all of it, you have to keep it for me!"

The two then exchanged some random thoughts and experiences. As time grew later, the call was interrupted when Qiu Jiahe was called away to shoot a night scene.

Zhao Mei looked at the hung up phone and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that opening an etiquette education company was very feasible.

China is so big, and what it has the most is rich people. I have watched many documentaries about rich people before. When you have money, you always want to show off more.

So where does face come from? Of course, it comes from being different from others.

People who have money and time will spend money on such classes without blinking an eye.

And I can also offer some public classes at that time. Posture can greatly improve a person's temperament and also help to strengthen self-confidence.

Zhao Mei thought that she had mastered most of the etiquette during this period of time, and was more than qualified to be a teacher. She could then teach a few apprentices and retire happily.

No matter how you look at it, it’s a win-win situation for everyone!

Zhao Mei immediately opened her phone and called Huo Cailiang, not caring that it was already time for senior office workers to get off work.

"Hello, hello, hello? Mr. Huo, Mr. Huo! I have another plan!"

"...Mr. Zhao, you don't even look at the clock, do you? As someone who works ten hours a day, I really don't want to have to work overtime in the middle of the night."

"Hey, can't you just give yourself some extra overtime pay when the time comes?"

At this moment, Huo Cailiang was sitting on his bed in his pajamas, rubbing his brows: "So what exactly is going on?"

Zhao Mei has already entered the entrepreneurial mode: "I plan to open another etiquette company! Jiahe just called me and told me that it is really profitable. I can't miss it."

Huo Cailiang was much calmer than her. "So you're planning to open an etiquette company? What about teachers? Clients? Location? Business model?"

"I'll provide the teaching staff, and you can help me with the clients. I just thought about the location, and I happen to have a courtyard house that's been gathering dust, which would be perfect for classes. Isn't that awesome? The business model is up to you."

"..." Huo Cailiang swore that if this overly hasty plan appeared on his desk, he would definitely throw it into the shredder with a sneer.

But when this person is your immediate superior, the poor office worker can only hold his nose and find a solution.

"Okay, okay? Okay, I'll ask Zhao Jing to renovate my courtyard house tomorrow."

But at this time, the boss is adding fuel to the fire.

Huo Cailiang, who was so angry that he couldn't afford to offend him, could only rub his temple helplessly: "Okay, as long as you are rich and happy, I will take care of other things tomorrow. I will go to bed today."

Although Huo Cailiang's words revealed deep resentment as a social animal, how could a professional boss feel guilty about giving his subordinates extra work at night?

So Zhao Mei not only hung up the phone without any psychological burden, but also couldn't help but praise the reliable President Huo in her heart.

By the way, she told Zhao Jing that she would go to the courtyard house to inspect it tomorrow. Since it was produced by the system, Zhao Mei felt that she should be able to save some money on decoration.