Chapter 2: A Solid and Loyal Groupie

Jin Li’s mood was like a rollercoaster, full of ups and downs.

She was decent at math; before scratching the last ticket, she had lost a total of two thousand yuan on the previous 99.

After scratching the final one, she leaped into becoming a little rich woman with savings.

She still remembered the tax bureau calling a few days ago to ask about her tax situation. It was March, and the process of tax refunds and supplementary payments was in full swing.

When the tax official asked if she had concealed any income, Jin Li said firmly, "No."

She knew her own situation best.

She had inherited the memories of this body. The original Jin Li was an honest, socially anxious person who wasn't good at diplomacy and left all financial matters to the company.

Ever since she transferred to this small company three years ago, Jin Li’s monthly income had been very stable, relying entirely on the company's basic salary. Only occasionally, when she participated in a gig, would she bring in ten or twenty thousand yuan.

How much was the basic salary?

Exactly five thousand yuan—just enough to hit the tax threshold. It was a plain, simple, "retirement-style" base salary.

The staff member couldn't help but blurt out, "No way, your income is that low? You’re actually quite famous!"

Jin Li said without a hint of false modesty, "I’m just living off my past reputation. I haven't taken on any gigs in the last few years."

This body was too weak. When she first debuted, she spent a year in a girl group, working from dawn till dusk, which drained the original owner's already poor health even further.

All the money she had earned previously had gone toward medical bills.

The staff member asked about the situation several times before finally sighing and hanging up the phone.

Jin Li shook the scratch-off ticket in her hand, humming a happy tune as she walked down the mountain, planning to head to the lottery center to claim her prize shortly.

She didn't know that shortly after she left, this lottery station experienced a bizarre peak in traffic, with all the scratch-off tickets selling out in just half an hour.

Those tourists had even run over to buy them!

The scene was so intense that the shop owner thought something major had happened and almost called the police.

Jin Li was even less aware that a short video of her burning incense and scratching for prizes had been quietly uploaded to the internet by netizens.

After claiming her prize, she returned to her rental.

Jin Li paid this month's utility and rent bills first, feeling a sense of relief wash over her.

"Mingwu Hongdao Zhenjun is a good person. Not only did he give me money, but he also improved my health," Jin Li thought to herself.

The apartment she lived in was rented by the company—a luxury studio in the central district of Nancheng. It was just a few steps away from the subway station, with excellent transportation.

There were two units per floor, each 120 square meters. The company covered two-thirds of the rent, leaving the original owner to pay only one-third.

Even the second-tier starlets promoted by the company lived in tiny studios in the expensive commercial district. What more could Jin Li, who had transmigrated here, ask for?

Just two words: Gratitude.

She changed her hoodie into a short-sleeved shirt and threw on a sun-protection cardigan, preparing to go out to buy groceries and cook.

Just as she was leaving, she bumped into her agent, Sui Lingfang, who was wearing a ladies' suit in the hallway. Jin Li called out obediently, "Sister Fang."

Sui Lingfang had come specifically to find Jin Li.

She was the ace agent at the company. Jin Li was under her management, but she didn't revolve solely around Jin Li.

Sui Lingfang looked her over carefully. "Is your health better? I feel like your complexion has improved a lot."

Her little face was rosy and tender, like a block of tofu. With her oval face and almond-shaped eyes, she looked naturally obedient and cute.

At 1.7 meters tall, she wasn't short among female celebrities. Her figure was slender and well-proportioned, and the graceful curves of her legs were visible beneath her long trousers.

Sui Lingfang glanced at Jin Li’s cleavage and felt satisfied. This was what they called "looking thin in clothes and having substance when undressed."

Jin Li thought for a moment and said honestly, "I have been feeling much better lately."

Sui Lingfang hesitated before asking, "Then, can you host a livestream this afternoon? The fans really want to see you."

Jin Li blinked, understanding the implication.

Yesterday, she had seen the news that her former girl group teammate, Ji Qinglian, had been officially announced as a mentor for *PICK~ Next Station Diva*, which had triggered a wave of nostalgia among netizens.

Four years ago, the "Pink Girls" group had appeared as brilliantly as a shooting star. They became an overnight sensation upon debut, their momentum unstoppable. They were hailed as the new generation's top girl group. No one expected them to disband due to company issues.

All five members were still active in the entertainment industry, and with no scandals ever surfacing, they were seen by many fans as the "white moonlight" in their hearts—the unattainable cinnabar mole.

The members each had different levels of popularity, and they had never met in public. Fans were desperate to see them reunite, and every anniversary of the group would trend on social media.

Now, the anniversary wasn't far off.

Jin Li’s dark eyes looked at Sui Lingfang, her lashes drooping slightly as if she were pondering something.

The atmosphere was a bit subtle.

Sui Lingfang couldn't help but stare at Jin Li, noticing that her eyelashes were very long, thick, and curled, like a little eyelash sprite.

Jin Li suddenly tilted her head, and their eyes met. "Is there money to be made from the livestream?"

Sui Lingfang was stunned, then nodded repeatedly. "Yes, the company has a dedicated partner streaming site. They’ve always wanted you to do an interview livestream so the fans could see you."

"Then let's do it," she said calmly.

Sui Lingfang paused and asked again, "Are you really okay?"

She couldn't be blamed for being so cautious.

The first month after Jin Li signed with the company, she was chatting with fans in a livestream. She didn't know what the fans had asked, but in her excitement, she had actually coughed up blood in front of everyone!

It had scared Sui Lingfang, who had seen many storms and waves in her career, into a state of panic.

That was the first time she realized how fragile Jin Li’s body was.

No wonder the big companies hadn't fought for Jin Li. The high commission rate the company gave her was something they had shouted out while bidding against other small companies.