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Looking from the River East to the River West, the fog reached halfway up the Baolong Center. The top floor pierced through the fog, and a red sun, like an egg yolk, hung on the corner of the building. In less than an hour, the fog dissipated, and the red sun became too bright to look at directly. Its dazzling light, as always, evaporated the moisture, making the city's noise even more frenzied.

In this city, in this season, Liu Chang'an still felt the sunshine. As long as life is manageable, one should not let gloom cloud one's heart, but rather embrace gentleness and openness.

Speaking of sunshine and the idea that life is just getting by, Liu Chang'an thought of a rather old Japanese drama called "Sunny Days in Shimokita".

The protagonist, Yuta, follows his girlfriend to the city to repeat her senior year of high school. They move into an apartment full of beautiful women, enjoying a life of luxury with various glimpses of their bodies. The relationship is tumultuous, with the girlfriend even considering dating a senior who confessed his feelings. They eventually do date, go to a hotel, and then take a shower. Perhaps the cold water calms her down, and she realizes she can't let go of the protagonist... In the end, the protagonist abandons the apartment full of beautiful women and stays with his girlfriend in the final chapter.

While watching the show, Liu Chang'an suddenly realized that the core message of the entire series was to remind everyone that you must take a shower before engaging in intimate relations.

Liu Chang'an went home, brought out the soy sauce jar, dried the chili sauce, took a shower, and sat on the balcony reading a book, waiting for Zhou Dongdong to bring soy milk. He then heard a series of "slap, slap" sounds coming from downstairs. Turning around, he saw Old Man Qian standing alone next to the sycamore tree, slapping the tree.

"Are you really going after this sycamore tree? What did it do to you?" Liu Chang'an looked at Old Man Qian with great displeasure.

"This sycamore tree was struck by lightning a while ago, which means it has a lot of spiritual energy. It's especially effective for me to exercise here. You know, I have energy in my hands. This energy can communicate with this tree." Old Man Qian certainly had his own reasons.

"Didn't you say it was because there was a treasure under the phoenix tree, and it absorbed its precious energy?"

"This precious energy and spiritual energy are interconnected, involving Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. You wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."

"When I was discussing Yin and Yang and the Five Elements with Zou Yan, you probably didn't even know where your ancestors for eighteen generations were."

"Heh heh, you're just bragging. I'm not going to argue with you. I'm just going to take pictures in front of you."

Liu Chang'an looked at Old Man Qian, Old Man Qian looked at Liu Chang'an.

Liu Chang'an took out his phone.

Seeing that Liu Chang'an couldn't do anything to him, Old Man Qian felt a surge of relief, finally avenging himself against Liu Chang'an's previous attempts to sow discord.

Liu Chang'an found a news article and started reading it:

"Mr. Liu is in his sixties and firmly believes that hitting trees has health benefits. To exercise, he regularly goes to the park to hit trees. However, before the health benefits could be seen, he was hospitalized due to a persistent high fever."

"He might have AIDS." Old Man Qian hesitated for a moment, then continued patting the tree.

"After taking his medical history, the doctor learned that Mr. Liu often went to the park to bump into trees in the morning. Tests revealed that a pathogen called Staphylococcus epidermidis was cultured from his blood. The doctor explained that Staphylococcus epidermidis is present on the surface of normal human skin, and if the skin is intact, it will not cause disease. The elderly man's persistent high fever was because his skin was damaged during the tree-bumping process, allowing the bacteria to enter and causing clinical manifestations of sepsis."

After Liu Chang'an finished reading, he looked at the Old Man Qian staring at his own hands.

"He bumped into the tree, I just patted it... I just patted it..." Old Man Qian hesitated for a moment, then gently patted the tree again, before staring at Liu Chang'an with a defiant look.

"Yes, you're just patting it, go ahead." Liu Chang'an nodded in agreement.

"Of course I'll continue." Old Man Qian touched the tree.

"Go ahead and take pictures, why are you touching me? She's not your wife," Liu Chang'an urged.

"I can touch it whenever I want!"

"I'll find another news article like this and read it to you."

"Don't read anymore..." Old Man Qian wiped his hands on his clothes, hurriedly preparing to go home to wash his hands, "I'm not filming today, I'll come back another day."

Finally, Liu Chang'an chased the old man away. He plucked a leaf from a sycamore tree that had been extended towards him. "We're all old men," he thought, "But old men aren't all the same. Can you outmaneuver me?"

Liu Chang'an stayed home until noon. He went to Baolong Center for a stroll around noon. The new store had just opened, and he wasn't too concerned about how business was doing. It wasn't that he didn't care, but he was certain that business would be very good. Although the store only sold a limited variety of products, word of mouth had spread. If you could make a bowl of noodles and a chicken leg well, there would be plenty of customers. Nowadays, many traditional famous stores in Junsha rely on a dish of stinky tofu and a dish of sugar-coated glutinous rice cakes to make a name for themselves. Even if they develop other products, the best-selling products are still the classic ones. Other derivative products are often like chicken bones, only increasing costs.

When Zhou Shuling saw Liu Chang'an come into the store, she quickly pulled him to sit in a corner and looked at him happily.

Liu Chang'an is ordering.

"Guess how much money we made yesterday?" Zhou Shuling couldn't help but reach out and press down on his hand holding the phone, reminding him to pay attention to the important news she was about to announce.

"I won't guess." Liu Chang'an gestured for her to remove her hand.

"How can you be like this?" Zhou Shuling said, displeased, completely ignoring Liu Chang'an's gaze. "We made so much money! We're really going to be rich!"

"You've struck it rich... Now that you're rich, buy Zhou Dongdong a toy airplane!"

"Why buy a small airplane? A toy airplane? She already has one."

"I'm serious, helicopters, right? Zhu Juntang has several."

"How can we afford that?"

"You can't even afford a helicopter, and you dare to say you're going to get rich?" Liu Chang'an pulled his hand away and poked her overly excited face. "That's pathetic."

"How much does a helicopter cost?" Zhou Shuling asked curiously, touching her cheek where Liu Chang'an had poked her.

"It ranges from hundreds of thousands to hundreds of millions." Liu Chang'an looked up at the rooftop, as if his gaze could penetrate the 93rd floor and reach the hangar on the top floor. "Just set yourself a goal: buy Zhou Dongdong a helicopter worth hundreds of millions someday, and that'll be considered making a fortune."

"Why buy her that thing?" Zhou Shuling didn't like it much. "I've seen Miss San's helicopter whizzing around upstairs several times, it's quite noisy."

"It's not a dog, so how can it fly while howling?"

"Dogs can't fly by howling, can they?"

As the two were chatting, All-Star walked in from outside, still smiling, but his gaze towards Liu Chang'an and Zhou Shuling held a strange look.