When she got home, it was already three in the afternoon. After quickly changing her clothes, Cheng Qicai curled up on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

When I opened my eyes and checked the time, it was already past 11 p.m., and there was still a message from Gu Rongqi on my phone.

She clicked on the message and saw it was a transfer record from Gu Rongqi.

The item cost 650, the phone case 50, the bag 50, totaling 750, but Gu Rongqi transferred 3,000 to her.

Seeing the extra money, Cheng Qicai still asked, "[President Gu, did you transfer too much money? There's only 850 in total.]"

After waiting for a while, Gu Rongqi didn't reply. Cheng Qicai didn't mind, after all, he was a big boss and it was normal for him to be busy.

She could accept Lu Qi and Gu Liji's money without a conscience, because it was money she had earned in exchange for something of equal value. Although it was a small matter, it was still a matter of her selling her soul, wasn't it?

She and Gu Rongqi had no employer-employee relationship, so it wouldn't be good to charge him more money, as it would make her seem like she was trying to take advantage of him.

She cooked herself a bowl of noodles when she had a spare moment, and slept until the middle of the night, feeling quite hungry.

Just as she was slurping her noodles, Gu Rongqi messaged her: [The rest is your photography fee.]

Um?

Cheng Qicai's eyes widened in surprise. She hadn't expected that she could make a small fortune just by casually taking a few photos.

If I had known it was so valuable, I would have taken more pictures of him.

Thinking that she had less than ten photos in total from her camera and phone, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty and regretful.

Moreover, taking photos is purely a hobby for her; how could she possibly earn more than two thousand?

Cheng Qicai replied with a grateful thank you.

Gu Rongqi saw a little figure on the phone making a heart shape with both hands. After a pause, he pressed the lock screen button and put the phone aside.

By Thursday, Cheng Qicai felt less pain and slowly turned on her computer.

That day, when she came down the mountain, her muscles ached even more. She massaged and applied hot compresses for half an hour every night afterward, and now she feels much better.

Thinking about the photos in the camera made her feel lazy and she didn't want to take them out to organize them at all.

Taking photos is fun for a moment, but it leads to cleaning up the crematorium.

If Gu Rongqi hadn't given her the money, she wouldn't have opened the camera to organize it anytime soon.

Three or four days have passed, and the photos haven't been given to her yet. She's still holding onto the money, but it's a bit too much for her. If she delays any longer, it will be impolite.

She opened the photo and found that it didn't seem to need any editing.

Ah, good-looking people look good no matter how they're photographed.

Cheng Qicai pulled out all the photos and found two unflattering photos of Gu Rongqi at her house that were still on her phone. She couldn't let anyone see these, so she quickly made them private.

Looking at these two photos, and the photos from this trip, Cheng Qicai still found it hard to connect the two faces of Gu Rongqi.

It seems being a boss isn't so easy; the work pressure is so great that drinking is what brings out their true nature.

Indeed, there are only hidden natures, not perfect people.

Cheng Qicai snapped out of her thoughts and sorted through everyone's photos, discovering that Gu Rongqi only had eight solo photos.

Seeing the meager number, Cheng Qicai added a group photo to make up the count.

Well, although there aren't many, they look better.

Cheng Qicai casually placed the message into the chat box, and messages kept popping up. Only then did Cheng Qicai belatedly realize that she should compress the message into a file.

It's only a dozen or so, it should be okay, right?

Cheng Qicai cleverly sent Gu Liji and Lu Qi a photo of herself and Yun Su Ni.

In particular, the last photo of Lu Qi and Yun Su Ni kissing before sunrise was released by Cheng Qi Cai.

As expected, both parties were very satisfied with her photography, and Gu Liji transferred 1,000 yuan to her.

But Lu Qi...

Cheng Qicai's eyes widened in disbelief as she swallowed hard and counted the zeros at the end; it was in the tens of thousands.

It's a full 30,000 yuan.

Cheng Qicai felt like she was going crazy with joy!

Typing with trembling hands: [Brother Lu, isn't this too much?]

Ding~ Cheng Qicai glanced at the message; it was just a simple sentence.

[I really like the last one.]

Cheng Qicai excitedly typed: [Thank you, brother-in-law~]

She excitedly covered her face with the sofa pillows, afraid that if she laughed too loudly, her neighbors would think she was crazy and arrest her.

She no longer feels back pain or leg pain, and can easily climb Yushan Mountain and go back and forth without any problem.

...

Butler Wang placed the tray on the coffee table and, hearing Gu Rongqi talking on the phone, did not rush over to disturb him.

Although he didn't know who was on the other end of the phone, Gu Rongqi's reply wasn't loud or boisterous, but the low, imposing aura and his forceful tone made it clear that he wasn't in a good mood.

Butler Wang also noticed that Gu Rongqi's hand was clasped on the table, and his thumb was constantly rubbing the red mole on the side of his index finger.

Butler Wang knew this was a habit he had developed since childhood; he would do this when he was impatient or irritable.

"Don't alarm the person in charge over there yet. I'll have Li Gui investigate first."

Upon seeing Butler Wang enter, Gu Rongqi wearily hung up the phone, took a sip of tea, and barely managed to calm his anger.

"Rong Qi, would you like some more fruit?"

"No need, Uncle Wang, I'm fine, you can go out now."

Wang Ben saw Gu Rongqi pinch the bridge of his nose wearily, said "okay" and then turned to leave.

A series of incessant "dings" sounded from behind him. He subconsciously turned around and saw Gu Rongqi pick up his phone, lower his eyes, swipe on the screen a couple of times, and his expression inexplicably improved, with a slight smile on his lips.

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