"Amber, how's it going?"
In the evening, Chi Youyou gave Amber a call.
"Everything's going smoothly on my end, but that Extreme Competition has vanished into thin air."
"Vanished? Is it laying low again, like last time?"
This person really can't handle losing.
"Not sure, but he's dug himself a grave. Someone exposed his records, all those fake stats, paid followers, and whatnot—enough to keep him busy!"
"Serves him right!"
Chi Youyou snorted, "By the way, Amber, what do you think about medicinal cuisine?"
"Medicinal cuisine? You mean selling it during live streams?"
"Exactly, and I already have someone in mind to collaborate with!"
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"I'll tell you once everything's confirmed on my end!"
"If you need my help, just let me know. We're in this together, so don't feel embarrassed to ask."
Amber thought Chi Youyou might be worried about causing her trouble, so she wanted to wait until she's made some effort before sharing, thus reminding her not to hesitate to ask for help.
