This Streamer Has a Conscience, But Not Much!

This city is full of contestants.

Although each contestant has taken a different path, one thing is undeniable—they are all doing whatever it takes to make money!

Take Contestant No. 67, Jiang Chen. With his wealth of work experience, he quickly figured out a way to earn money even without an ID...

Washing cars and cleaning windows!

It was a solid, reliable gig.

Jiang Chen and his cameraman scraped together some cash by collecting and selling scrap, then bought a bucket, two rags, and a bag of detergent.

And just like that, they were in business.

They had been stationed at this intersection all morning, and so far, they'd made a decent sum.

The moment the traffic light turned red, they sprang into action, targeting luxury cars and offering their premium window-cleaning service.

Knock, knock, knock…

"Boss, boss! Need your windows cleaned? Fast service—done in ten seconds, just 10 yuan!"

Now, Lu Xiaoqi's car had tinted windows, making it impossible to see inside from the outside.

But that wasn't a problem for Jiang Chen.

He didn't need to know who was inside—he only needed to know how much the car was worth.

And one thing was certain: anyone who could afford this sleek Mercedes-Benz business sedan wasn't short on cash!

Besides, these types of cars usually had a driver in the front and the real boss in the back.

So, Jiang Chen already had his strategy in mind—skip the driver and go straight to the boss!

Another important detail:

The wealthier the client, the less they cared about small amounts of money. As long as the service was fast and efficient, even if they were in a rush, they'd still pay up.

"No, thanks," Lu Xiaoqi rolled down the window slightly and said, "Sorry, we're in a hurry. Please move aside, this is dangerous."

"Oh, come on, driver..." Jiang Chen waved dismissively. "This is something the boss should decide. You might not need our service, but your boss's beloved car sure does! Right, boss?"

He called toward the back window.

"Boss, your car is filthy! Our family business has been perfecting window-cleaning for generations. We'll have your car shining in no time! And it's a steal—just 10 yuan!"

With a soft whir, the window slowly rolled down.

Cao Shengming stared at Jiang Chen, eyes lighting up.

"Wait a minute... You're a contestant from Perfect Gentleman!?"

Jiang Chen blinked. Then, in the next second, his face lit up with excitement.

"Yeah, yeah! You watch the show too? That's awesome! Just for that, I'll give you a special deal—half price! Only 10 yuan!"

Cao Shengming glanced outside and smirked.

"So, tell me… Is this gig making you any money?"

"Not bad! We've made about 70–80 yuan this morning," Jiang Chen grinned. "It's not much, but at least it's my own business. Better than working for someone else!"

"True that."

Cao Shengming nodded. "I'd rather be my own boss making one yuan than work for someone else for two."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen was even more convinced—this was a done deal!

"Boss, just because of what you said, I'll throw in a free window cleaning!"

"Free?"

"Yeah! Totally free!"

"Alright, which window?"

"Whichever one you want!"

"Okay," Cao Shengming casually pointed. "That one. Start with that window."

"You got it!" Jiang Chen called to his cameraman. "Let's get to work!"

Cao Shengming chuckled. "By the way, I really like Contestant No. 10 from your show. Handsome, great voice, super talented. And most importantly, he's honest—he doesn't take what isn't his."

The cameraman: "..."

—— [Covering my mouth and crying] How does he have the audacity to say that with a straight face?

—— If shamelessness were a superpower, he'd be invincible.

—— Wait... is he planning to run off without paying?

—— Nah, no way. Contestant No. 10 has 1,600+ yuan on him. There's no way he'd skip out on a measly 10 yuan... right?

Jiang Chen blinked. "Boss, to be honest, we contestants don't really know each other. Even if we saw each other face-to-face, we wouldn't recognize one another. So this Contestant No. 10 you're talking about—I have no clue who he is."

"That's fine," Cao Shengming waved a hand dismissively. "As long as you know who he is."

Then, he casually asked, "So, how much have you guys made so far? I mean, in total."

"70 yuan!" Jiang Chen proudly announced. "In just half a day! I bet most of the other contestants are still starving right now."

"Take that No. 10 guy you mentioned—I'm sure he's struggling. Good-looking guys usually have no survival skills. They rely on their faces to get by. But me? I rely on real skills."

Cao Shengming blinked. "Mmm… yeah, yeah, you're right. That No. 10 guy isn't doing too well. He's only made 1,678 yuan. Not much at all."

Jiang Chen: "???"

At that moment, the cameraman, panting, wiped his forehead.

"Bro, we're done with this side. Where next?"

"Alright," Jiang Chen grinned at Cao Shengming. "Boss, we'll clean the front next. Once that's done, our transaction is complete."

Cao Shengming turned to glance at the freshly cleaned window.

"Not bad, not bad. Very clean."

"Of course! Family trade secrets!"

"Appreciate it," Cao Shengming patted Lu Xiaoqi on the shoulder. "Green light. Let's go."

And with that, the window rolled up.

Lu Xiaoqi stepped on the gas and sped off.

...

"Bro… did they just drive off without paying!?"

Jiang Chen stood there, completely dumbfounded.

"Wait… I think… I think so… HOLY CRAP! THAT GUY DIDN'T PAY ME!"

"Then why are we still standing here?! CHASE THEM!"

The cameraman furrowed his brows in deep thought. "Hold up, bro, I have a question. The window we cleaned just now… that was the free one, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, if it was free, then why were we expecting payment?"

"???" Jiang Chen stood frozen for a long, long time.

"You know... that makes sense... but why do I still feel like I just got scammed?"