"I love taking a bath, my skin feels so good, la la la la la la la la..." Fang Xiaoke was visibly happy today. As soon as he got back to his room, he went straight to the bathroom. He was curious about the artificial intelligence system in the whole house, and even started playing with the shower as soon as he entered the bathroom.
"Adjust the water temperature!"
"Adjust the water temperature!"
"Adjust the water temperature!"
"Oh ho ho ho ho"
Jin He: "..."
"Brother Xiao He!" Fang Xiaoke walked out of the room after showering and drying her hair, gesturing with her chin to invite Jin He: "Want to go to the hot springs? I heard the hot springs here are a specialty!"
"No, thank you." Jin He took out her sleep mask. "I want to sleep."
"You're going to sleep at this hour?" Fang Xiaoke glanced at the clock. "It's only eight o'clock. Let's go soak in the hot springs for a while and then go back to sleep. We'll sleep better that way."
Putting aside whether hot springs are suitable for heart patients, Jin He, who is very clean, simply cannot accept soaking in the same pool as others, and his desire to go to sleep becomes even stronger.
"Let's go, we can grab some late-night snacks together."
But Fang Xiaoke was exceptionally enthusiastic.
Jin He: "Okay then, I'll be back before ten o'clock."
Of course, Jin He didn't expect that this one concession would lead to his fate.
When he and Fang Xiaoke arrived at the hot spring, Wen Lian and Ji Feng were soaking in the pool. When they saw Jin He arrive, they waved to him warmly, signaling him to come over quickly. Jin He, wearing a white t-shirt and shorts, sat on the edge of the hot spring and put his feet in.
Fang Xiaoke had already taken off her clothes and slipped into the hot spring like an eel. The moment she ran in, she let out a strange exclamation: "Wow, this feels so good! How can it feel so good? So I was dead after all."
Ji Feng couldn't help but give him a slap: "What did you say?!"
"Why don't you come down and soak?" Wen Lian asked him.
Jin He shook her head: "I don't really like soaking in this. You guys go ahead and run. I'll just soak my feet."
"Brother Xiaohe, are you sure you don't want to come down and try it? It feels so good." Fang Xiaoke swayed over to Jin He's side. "Take off your clothes and soak in it. Hey, we're all men, let me see if you have abs~"
Jin He: "..."
That brat!
"Look, this is the result of my recent workout. Aren't my abs obvious?" Fang Xiao didn't bother Jin He because she didn't want to date him. She patted her belly, making a patting sound, like a white and tender seal.
"Oh my, you know what?" Ji Feng reached out and pinched a handful, exclaiming, "It's all lard!"
The hot spring was filled with steam, but it was autumn now, and a gust of wind made Jin He shiver. Wen Lian turned around and noticed him. He said to Jin He, "The waiter should have bathrobes. Go and ask for one to wear."
Jin He nodded, stood up, and prepared to ask for a bathrobe. As soon as she entered the room, she found a man sitting at the tea table making a phone call. He was frowning and looked very troubled. He was quite good-looking, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he could be a star. Jin He stared at him for a long time, but she really couldn't remember that there was a trainee like him on their show. If he looked like that, she should be able to remember him.
Then they must be tourists.
"Oh dear, I'm also worried. I just got back to China, where am I supposed to find good talent? I don't want to take on some ugly kids from capitalists, it really affects my mood at work."
"Of course I know these things can't be rushed, but I'm just puzzled as to why we can't even find someone who's reasonably good-looking in this world. It's driving me crazy! I have so many resources at my disposal, but I can't use them!"
"Okay, I'm at the resort now, and I noticed there seems to be a TV crew having a team-building event here. Let me see..."
Jin He walked up to the waiter and said, "Hello, I need a bathrobe."
The man's incessant chatter abruptly stopped. Jin He didn't take it to heart and subconsciously looked over there, only to see the man staring intently at her, as if trying to bore a hole through her.
Jin He touched her face, filled with doubt. Could there be something on her face? But there wasn't.
Why are you staring at me? That's weird.
At this moment, the waiter handed him a new bath towel. Jin He took it, said thank you, and left with a puzzled look on his face under the man's gaze.
"I'm not talking to you anymore, bro," the man said. "I've found my artwork. That's it, bye!"
Jin He returned to the vicinity of the hot spring wearing a bathrobe, but was suddenly stopped in her way. Looking up, she saw it was the same man from before. Jin He pointed to herself and asked, "Hello? Do we know each other?"
The man held out a business card and said, "We didn't know each other before, but we do now."
Jin He took the business card and looked at the name on it: "Fu Youwu?"
“It’s me.” Fu Youwu extended a hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you here today, Jin He. I’ve heard of you before.”
Could it be a former fan? Jin He scratched his cheek, surprised that he still had fans at this time. So he asked, "Um, do you need an autograph?"
It took Fu Youwu a moment to realize what Jin He meant, and he quickly shook his head: "You misunderstood."
"Ah." Jin He blushed slightly, realizing he had been presumptuous. He asked, "So, what brings you here?"
Fu Youwu wanted to poach Jin He's girlfriend, but he didn't know anything about her situation, so he decided to first scare her by bringing up his own. He said mysteriously, "Have you heard of the Fu Group?"
Jin He honestly replied, "I've never heard of it."
"Huh?" Fu Youwu seemed surprised by Jin He's answer. He was momentarily stunned, then said, "How come you've never heard of this? Well, well, it doesn't matter!"
"What I'm about to tell you is that the Fu Group is about to enter the entertainment industry, and I'm the person in charge of the project." Fu Youwu leaned closer to Jin He and said, "I've made many people famous overseas before. If you're willing to let me be your manager, I can make you famous again."
Fu Youwu thought that his conditions were so tempting that the other party would definitely be grateful to tears, unable to express their gratitude, and rush to him to beg for his help. However, to his utter surprise, Jin He just glanced at him and said "Oh" expressionlessly.
"So, what are your thoughts?"
Jin He took a sip of the juice in her glass and said slowly, "Then let me explain my situation to you."
Fu Youwu listened attentively. Jin He said, "I can't drink alcohol or coffee. If I miss a meal, I'll get low blood sugar. When I go on business trips, I have to prepare a whole bag of medicine. If I catch a cold, I might have to stay in the ICU."
Fu Youwu: "!!!"
"As you can see, I'm still participating in shows purely out of luck, not for any other reason. If I were to become popular again and have to work day and night, I probably wouldn't last three days before I collapsed on the job."
"I'm no longer suitable for this job. You should find someone else."
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