19: The number of fans exceeded 10,000 for the first time

The Miss who was originally holding Li Qinghe's arm hesitated and relaxed her grip when he spoke, slowly straightening herself.

Li Qinghe took the opportunity to pull her to his side.

"A Ling, these are necessities. In the future, you'll buy even more beautiful clothes and live in a beautiful house. We also need to let our fans see that we are living very happily."

Under Li Qinghe's series of persuasive moves, Nguyen Thi Linh no longer had any thoughts of objection.

The two walked into a communications store and were greeted warmly by a sales Miss.

Amidst the enthusiastic greeting of "Brother-in-law" (hello), Li Qinghe directly led Nguyen Thi Linh to the smartphone counter.

Among the smartphones lined up in the counter, Li Qinghe chose the iPhone 15 128G model, costing 29 million vietnamese dong per unit, which is approximately 7900 dragon country currency.

Li Qinghe chose a black phone for himself and a pink phone for Nguyen Thi Linh, also buying her a matching phone case.

The money received in the past few days was almost spent, but Li Qinghe was not worried. Another sum of money would be credited tomorrow, so there was no need to worry about the capital chain breaking.

He took out several thick stacks of banknotes from his backpack, making the eyes of the sales Miss light up. She already had a good impression of Li Qinghe's tall stature.

Seeing how he paid, seemingly very capable, made the sales Miss start to feel a little restless.

It seemed that the sales Miss's bright eyes made Nguyen Thi Linh feel a slight threat.

She quickly took a step forward and gently leaned against Li Qinghe.

Nguyen Thi Linh, with her pure appearance and tall figure, just leaned forward gently, instantly cooling down the sales Miss's fervent heart.

Whether it was looks or figure, she had no advantage in either.

"A Ling, this pink one is for you."

Li Qinghe directly asked the sales Miss to help Nguyen Thi Linh put in the SIM card, activate the phone, and transfer necessary items from her old phone.

The sales Miss looked at the very considerate Li Qinghe, a hint of envy in her eyes.

Why couldn't she meet a Vietnam man as caring as him towards his girlfriend?

If she were with such an excellent man, she would be willing to join the sharing team.

"Sir, you can add my contact information. If you have any problems with your phone, you can come to me anytime."

The sales Miss thought of a very reasonable excuse to ask Li Qinghe for his contact information.

Li Qinghe looked at her with deep eyes, then turned to Nguyen Thi Linh: "A Ling, you add her contact information. If you have any problems with your phone in the future, you can consult her."

"Okay, Brother," Nguyen Thi Linh obediently followed Li Qinghe's arrangement and added the sales Miss's contact number.

Li Qinghe also activated his black phone and got a new phone card at this store. The operator was Mobifone, with 6GB of data per day and a monthly fee of 135,000 vietnamese dong.

He got this phone card to have internet access during daily filming, making it convenient to send materials to his email.

As for the sales Miss's bright eyes and her discreet act of jotting down his phone number, Li Qinghe didn't pay attention.

This number was only for internet connection; he would reject all unknown calls.

He left the communications store with Nguyen Thi Linh, who, though not smiling out loud, had a face full of joy in her eyes and brows.

This Miss was also someone who said one thing but meant another; clearly, the phone Li Qinghe bought had won her heart.

A girl's thoughts still couldn't be hidden; her upturned lips represented her inner joy.

"A Ling, let's go for a ride. There are many streets here, and it would take a long time to walk."

Li Qinghe turned and pointed ahead.

"Okay, Brother," Nguyen Thi Linh responded obediently.

Li Qinghe suddenly felt a cool, soft hand slip into his.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that it was Nguyen Thi Linh who had actively slipped her hand into his; this shy girl had finally taken the initiative once.

Although the weather was quite hot, a female's body temperature is generally a little lower than a male's, so holding her hand was still very comfortable. Li Qinghe didn't say anything to spoil the mood.

He naturally led Nguyen Thi Linh to the motorcycle.

Because she was wearing a short skirt, Nguyen Thi Linh could only continue to sit sideways on the back seat.

This made Li Qinghe think that when he had money, he would buy a car so that the beautiful girl beside him could sit in the passenger seat without worrying about accidental exposure.

Of course, for now, the most realistic thing was to film the videos well and then enjoy life properly.

Li Qinghe waited for Nguyen Thi Linh to sit properly and noticed that her hands were no longer on his shoulders but wrapped around his waist.

In the rearview mirror, he could see her pretty face, resting on his shoulder, was flushed.

"A Ling, sit tight. We're about to set off."

Li Qinghe reminded her, but she responded with: "Brother, you are so good to me."

This Miss clearly showed signs of self-persuasion; every act of care from Li Qinghe stirred waves in her heart.

Carrying Nguyen Thi Linh, he slowly drove into the old streets. Li Qinghe felt that the streets here were like the old streets of a small county town in his home country, with varying widths and buildings full of historical charm.

Although it was daytime, there were quite a few pedestrians on the street, a significant portion of whom were Western tourists, both male and female. They were dressed casually, and some women even walked around wearing only bikinis on their upper bodies.

That sense of relaxation could only be cultivated after centuries of plundering the world.

As Li Qinghe slowly rode through these old streets, he and Nguyen Thi Linh seemed to fall into a tacit understanding.

Neither of them spoke. Nguyen Thi Linh just wrapped her arms around Li Qinghe's waist, her face resting against his back.

They just enjoyed the quiet time, unique to the two of them, amidst the bustling old streets.

After Li Qinghe had ridden through several streets, a "ding" suddenly sounded in his mind.

Li Qinghe remembered this "ding" vividly.

Three days ago, he was woken from a dream by this "ding," and then welcomed a system that didn't babble nonsense unless necessary, and allowed him to withdraw money on time every day.

Even when Li Qinghe called out to it in his mind, there was no response.

If it weren't for the daily withdrawals every morning, he would have suspected the system had run away.

So, when the "ding" reappeared in his mind, Li Qinghe felt a sense of familiarity.

Although he didn't know what had happened yet, it was definitely a good thing.

Indeed, as a stream of information surged into his mind, Li Qinghe instantly knew what was going on.

It turned out that his Kuaidou account had just reached ten thousand followers at that moment.

The system rewarded him with a lottery chance, but he didn't know if he would get a lottery chance for every ten thousand followers, or if there was some kind of progressive relationship.

The system didn't say, so Li Qinghe could only grope his way forward, trying little by little.

Looking at the crowded street, Li Qinghe didn't want to be distracted while riding, so he pulled over to the entrance of a relatively large coffee shop.

He naturally put the soft Nguyen Thi Linh in his arms and walked into the coffee shop, ordering two egg coffees and asking the waiter to add more condensed milk to one of them.

The inside of this coffee shop was quite cool. Li Qinghe held Nguyen Thi Linh and sat on a sofa in a corner.

Nguyen Thi Linh quietly rested her head on Li Qinghe's chest. She enjoyed this sense of security.

She didn't know why, but ever since she actively slipped her hand into Li Qinghe's, her inner shyness had been replaced by another emotion.

It was as if her heart had found its direction; the uneasy feeling she had when she left the factory had vanished.

Now, she just wanted to stay by this Chinese man's side, feeling his body warmth and the strong embrace of his arms around her.

Li Qinghe, meanwhile, looked at the large lottery box that had suddenly appeared in his mind and consciously called out, "Start."