Early morning, in the bathroom.
Wang Xiaoliang sat on the toilet, his thumb swiping rapidly across his phone screen.
The numbers on Wei Zijin's latest video were still skyrocketing. Its views had already passed the three-million mark.
The comments section had completely blown up.
"Holy shit, Boss Xiao actually used to beg? Even a scriptwriter wouldn't dare write that!"
"To the person above, my mom works at the Railway Bureau, and she really saw him at Jiangcheng Railway Station back then! He had a baby with him, wore rags, and kowtowed to everyone he saw. Who could've imagined?"
"Fuck, that bastard who broke Boss Xiao's leg got executed? And that childhood friend who ended up lying in a cesspit-hearing that felt so damn good!"
"Heaven takes care of evildoers! Little Wei deserves a like for this!"
"Little Wei really became a legend in one shot this time. Even an influencer on Boss Xiao's level was begging to get on her show."
"They helped each other succeed. Without Boss Xiao sending traffic her way, could Little Wei have gotten popular this fast?"
Wang Xiaoliang left the comments and kept scrolling.
After barely two swipes, Xiao Mo's big face filled the screen.
The algorithm on these short-video apps really was incredible.
It had already recommended him.
"Everyone! I finally made it onto Little Wei's interview show!"
In the video, Xiao Mo clapped his hands together excitedly.
"My heart's still pounding even now! The show drops in the next couple of days. Everyone, hurry over and follow Little Wei, and see whether I made a fool of myself or did myself proud!"
Wang Xiaoliang glanced at the posting time.
Eight o'clock the night before last.
Exactly one day before Wei Zijin's video went up.
The timing was seamless. The combination of moves flowed