The assistant quickly exclaimed, "Sister Gezi, in the time it took us to fly over, *Divination* has already sold 1.87 million copies! And the numbers are still climbing. You’re a hit!"

She was completely stunned by the sales figures. After all, the much-hyped Master Yu had only sold a little over 2 million copies of his song *Hope* this year. Now, her boss’s 7-year-old song was about to surpass that number.

At 3 Yuan per song, the final sales revenue would probably break ten million with ease.

This was incredible.

And it was all because Chen Jincheng was going to choreograph a dance to her boss’s song.

Cui Gezi hadn’t expected this either. She initially thought it would be great enough just to ride this wave of popularity and get a little more exposure. She never imagined there would be a benefit like this.

Her WeChat messages were almost all from friends in the industry, and they were all filled with envy.

And why wouldn’t they be? Who wouldn’t be jealous of such a sudden windfall?

The assistant immediately added, "Sister Gezi, several commercial gigs have reached out, wanting to book you to sing *Divination*."

"Am I really a hit now?" Cui Gezi couldn’t hide the joy on her face. She immediately instructed her assistant, "*Divination*’s sales are about to break 2 million. Make a celebration poster for the sales milestone right away. And remember to thank Teacher Chen. It was his Midas touch that picked this song and made it a success."

She knew at least that much about basic gratitude.

Soon enough, sales for *Divination* on the corporate music platform surpassed 2 million, and Cui Gezi’s celebration poster was released immediately.

This truly made all the other singers envious, and they sincerely understood why she would call him Teacher Chen.

This was especially true for Master Yu. He had been passive-aggressive toward Chen Jincheng over their last encounter. Who would have thought that Chen Jincheng simply picking a song to choreograph would make this old track blow up and achieve such sales figures.

Hell, his own meticulously released song had only managed similar numbers.

While the song *Divination* was becoming a hit, countless people grew even more expectant about the dance Chen Jincheng would choreograph for it.

After all, the main point of this whole affair was the dance Chen Jincheng was creating. And since he had described the dance as "very elegant," everyone wanted to see just how elegant it would be.

「Sunshine Real Estate Center.」

Xiaoju and her colleagues were also following the news online.

They were still listening to the song *Divination*.

Listening to the song, Xiaoju felt a bit gloomy. ’I don’t even know when following news about Chen Jincheng became a daily ritual for me.’

’The key is, he’s clearly ignoring me on purpose. It’s just like my colleagues said: he probably just wants to sleep with me. If I don’t bring it up myself, he probably won’t mention his "high hopes" for me either.’

This was what left her feeling the most conflicted and agitated.

’And even if he does want to sleep with me, he’s a man, he could at least just say it and let me know. It’s just like the lyrics of *Divination*: "Guess, guess, guess... I can’t figure you out."’

After letting her imagination run wild for a bit, she focused on listening to the song.

But when she heard the words "guess, guess, guess," she felt an inexplicable wave of irritation.

Just then, a heavyset man suddenly walked over. Frowning at the sales agents who were listening to music, he said, "What are you all doing? Slacking off during work hours?"

His words made the agents’ expressions falter. They all quickly scattered, and even though there were no customers, they pretended to be busy, grabbing rags to wipe the tables.

Although this Manager Lu was a fat pig who was always leering at them, he had connections in the company. It would be very easy for him to make their lives difficult and force them out.

"Xiaoju, wait a moment. Come over here with me, I have something to tell you," Manager Lu said, stopping Xiaoju before walking off to the side.

Seeing this, another agent—for reasons of her own—took out her phone and started secretly recording. After all, everyone knew that Manager Lu had his eyes on Xiaoju.

’A greasy-faced guy as fat as a pig... If Xiaoju actually agreed, she’d probably be crushed to death by him.’

After pulling Xiaoju aside, Manager Lu said with a wide smile, "Xiaoju, the company is going to promote a sales supervisor. Besides sales performance, the position comes with an extra base salary, not to mention a much larger year-end bonus. You’ll also get access to client resources."

"However, your current performance isn’t great. You’re not one of the top sellers. But it’s not hopeless. I can teach you. How about we have dinner after work tonight and discuss the details?"

Xiaoju immediately understood what Manager Lu was getting at. Her colleagues had already spelled it out for her clearly.

This made her extremely irritated.

’Chen Jincheng is one thing, but this Manager Lu should take a good look in the mirror at his own damn face.’

"Manager Lu, I’m so sorry, but I’m not sexually interested!" Xiaoju was already agitated and rejected him decisively, unable to hide the disdain in her eyes.

Manager Lu noticed her disdain, and his face darkened. "Xiaoju, do you want to be a real estate agent for the rest of your life? I suggest you think this through carefully. I’m giving you an opportunity here."

Xiaoju indeed didn’t want to be a real estate agent forever, but hearing the phrase "giving you an opportunity" completely infuriated her.

Chen Jincheng had said he saw potential in her and wanted to give her an opportunity, but he was just toying with her, which already left her full of pent-up frustration.

’And now this fat pig was also talking about giving her an opportunity? Who the hell does he think he is, threatening me?’

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She ripped off her work badge and threw it in Manager Lu’s face. "I’ve been wanting to quit for a long time! You, you fat pig, you spend all day dreaming about sleeping with me. Who do you think you are, Chen Jincheng?"

After saying her piece, she stormed out without a second glance, leaving Manager Lu completely dumbfounded.

Her colleagues were all stunned.

’What’s gotten into Xiaoju today? She’s so fearless!’

Seeing Manager Lu’s pathetic state, they really wanted to applaud.

’That was brilliant.’

The person recording quickly put her phone away, her face alight with glee. ’If this video gets out, Manager Lu is going to be humiliated all over the internet.’

’I’ve had it with that fat pig for a long time.’

Xiaoju stormed out of the real estate sales center. Once outside, she calmed down a bit and then grew dejected. After such an impulsive outburst, Manager Lu would surely make trouble for her. She definitely wouldn’t be getting her salary for this month. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

More importantly, finding a new job wouldn’t be that easy, and she had already sent all her previous paychecks home.

’It’s all Chen Jincheng’s fault,’ Xiaoju finally concluded.

’If he hadn’t been stringing me along and playing with me, none of this would have happened.’

’He’s a grown man. If he wants to sleep with me, why can’t he just say so? Playing these kinds of games is just bullying, isn’t it?’

Fuming, she opened Tiao Yin, found her private messages with Chen Jincheng, and sent him a message.

「Second-Life Star.」

Chen Jincheng also saw that sales for *Divination* had surpassed 2 million. The key thing was, the numbers were still climbing. ’So I guess I’ve made an old song popular?’

Sister Hong walked in from outside and reported, "Boss, everything is settled. The schedule for Ganjiang University’s anniversary celebration is quite tight, so it would be best if you head over tomorrow. Otherwise, you might not have enough time for the choreography."

"You can just arrange it, Sister Hong!" Chen Jincheng smiled when he heard this. ’Actually, the dance is already complete in my mind; I don’t need to choreograph it at all.’ But he still nodded, seeing no need to explain such a thing.

Sister Hong nodded. "I’ve already had Ximeng book the plane tickets."

After Sister Hong left, Chen Jincheng opened Tiao Yin to check his private messages. Most were from fans—meaningless comments, for the most part.

And then he saw that the "Innate Widow Sacred Body," Xiaoju, had sent him another message. When he opened it and saw the content, he froze for a moment.

"What the hell? Why is she being so forward all of a sudden!"