Starting from a Bar to Sign Internet Celebrities-Chapter 72 - 70: Playing It This Wild?

In no time, Yinyin arrived at the parking garage. Seeing her boss’s car, she happily ran over.

The ride-hailing driver’s eyes widened in surprise.

’What a familiar scene!’

He immediately remembered seeing her while scrolling through Tiao Yin before accepting the order. He thought her name was Yinyin.

Watching her open the car door, get in, and sit next to Chen Jincheng, the ride-hailing driver grew even more envious.

’As expected of the Ancestral Master.’

"Boss," Yinyin cooed as soon as she got in the car, clinging to Chen Jincheng’s arm.

"Taihe District," Yinyin said immediately.

"Alright, Taihe District," the ride-hailing driver confirmed, starting the car again.

Yinyin smelled the strong scent of alcohol on Chen Jincheng’s breath. "Boss, did you drink a lot? Do you want me to give you a head massage?"

"Let’s try," Chen Jincheng said with a smile.

He remembered the girl saying on the yacht that she knew how to give massages. She had even invited him to her place for one.

"Rest your head on my lap," Yinyin said at once.

Chen Jincheng smiled and did as she said, resting his head on her lap.

The girl’s legs were soft and made for a very comfortable pillow.

The ride-hailing driver was focused on the road, but the conversation from the back seat made him feel like he was being force-fed a player’s public displays of affection.

Chen Jincheng felt the girl’s small hands massaging his head. He had to admit, her technique was excellent. He couldn’t help but ask, "Yinyin, you studied dance, so how are you so good at massages?"

Yinyin explained, "My dad used to be a gambling addict. He angered my mom so much she had a stroke, leaving half her body paralyzed. She needed someone to help stimulate her meridians every day, so I learned how to do it just for her. Later, my dad died after accidentally falling into a river. With no savings and my younger sister about to start high school, I had to find work. Now I send money back so my sister can hire someone to massage our mom and cover her medical bills."

"Uh..." Hearing this, Chen Jincheng felt the story was very familiar. He couldn’t resist saying, "A gambling dad, a sick mom, a sister in school, a broken home, and poor little you?"

"Boss, why does your tone sound so mocking? I’m telling the truth," Yinyin said, her voice laced with sensitivity. She hadn’t used this story to gain sympathy at the bar, but every woman has her moments of vulnerability. When faced with someone she trusted, she couldn’t help but want to confide in them.

"Haha, I believe you." Chen Jincheng chuckled. He didn’t care whether it was true or not; the key thing was that the girl had no reason to tell him such a lie right now.

’It’s just that this meme, so famous in the other world, hasn’t appeared in this world yet.’

’Presumably, during the anti-pornography sweeps in this world’s Dongguan, there wasn’t a pitiful girl and a sympathetic uncle who helped her like in the other world.’

’So, the police officers and reporters never got the same transcript.’

Before long, they arrived at Taihe District, where Yinyin rented her apartment.

After parking the car, the ride-hailing driver returned the keys to Chen Jincheng.

Watching the Ancestral Master get pulled toward an elevator by the girl, the ride-hailing driver felt a pang of envy. At the same time, he took out his phone. He had received several WeChat messages while driving. He opened them to see a series of messages from a good friend.

First was a photo of him and the Ancestral Master, followed by a series of questions:

"HOLY SHIT, your luck is insane!"

"You actually ran into him?"

"Is he really as handsome as he is in the videos?"

The ride-hailing driver couldn’t help but reply: "He’s more than handsome, he’s a player just like they say online. You have no idea. When I first started the trip, he was with one beautiful woman. The moment he dropped her off, another one called him. He had to lie and say he was at home sleeping because he had a date with a third beautiful woman—that Big Pendulum girl from the underground parking lot tonight. He’s really living the dream with all these women."

He felt that this experience—getting a gutful of the player’s PDA tonight—was a story he could brag about for a long time to come.

Chen Jincheng was led by Yinyin to the 12th floor of a building and into a studio apartment. He could tell the decor was nice. Moreover, it was decorated in shades of pink, giving it a very cozy feel.

’It seems that girls who like this kind of style, no matter how tough or willful they act on the outside, are always very soft on the inside.’

As Chen Jincheng was reflecting on this, he saw Yinyin had already reached behind her neck and untied the thin strap.

’Can’t let that 400-yuan bottle of tea the girl bought go to waste.’

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Time passed. The strenuous exercise of scaling steep mountains and ridges consumed a tremendous amount of stamina.

After all, he had expended his energy four times in one day. No matter how young or fit he was, he was bound to feel a bit drained. Thus, even exercise needs to be done in moderation.

After things quieted down, Yinyin was already on her phone, checking her Tiao Yin videos. She was lying there, a thin blanket failing to cover much, which only added to her allure.

Chen Jincheng reached out one hand, causing the girl to let out a soft moan, while his other hand was already holding his phone, searching online for information about the Blue-clothed War God.

Meeting Luo Xin today, with her blue top and white pants, had piqued his curiosity.

But these kinds of websites weren’t easy to find. He sent a message to Elephant, asking if he had any links.

After acting coy for a while, the guy sent him five.

The content on these kinds of sites was all more or less the same. Once something was on one site, it was basically on all of them. Web-crawling technology made it easy to copy things over.

He checked four of the sites in a row but found nothing. It seemed that although this Blue-clothed War God had donned her blue top and white pants, she had yet to leave her mark online as a War God. After all, in his previous life, she was said to be an escort, but in this life, she was a yacht model. Their circles were completely different.

But when he checked the fifth site, he was fucking dumbfounded. The first newly updated video of the day showed a familiar scene: "Tycoon bro pays 52,000 for a date with a girl in a blue top and white pants, girl’s combat prowess is on par with a War God."

"???" Chen Jincheng was baffled when he saw the video.

’The Blue-clothed War God still appeared out of nowhere?’

’But why does this guy look so familiar?’

’Isn’t that Lin Hao?’

’Holy shit.’

’He took her to a hotel on the first day they met?’

’Does this guy really play this wild?’

’Also, when did he stop being a proper, respectable internet celebrity and start being an indecent one?’

’No, wait. Judging by the camera angle, he doesn’t seem to know. He was clearly filmed secretly.’

Moreover, the video seemed to have been uploaded two hours ago, but it already had 228,000 views. Even if the numbers were fake, a lot of pervs must have seen it.

’If people recognize the male lead in the video as the internet celebrity Lin Hao, he’s going to get famous in a whole different way.’

’If this thing with Lin Hao is handled properly, he could totally play the ’scandal’ persona.’

’This is practically a windfall from the heavens.’