Oh my, so this is what rich young masters are really like: my days working for a tycoon's family

[Hahaha, men's mouths are full of lies. Assistant Chen's indiscriminate New Year mockery has arrived. Please accept delivery!]

[Sorry, just a random passerby who knows nothing about music, but why does this Qin Yufan reek of fake innocence? He even had to emphasize it...]

[Hey, above, if you don't know, don't talk nonsense. Yufan grew up with the four young masters. Of course they're close. Saying hello before coming on the variety show is perfectly normal, okay?]

[Is Meng Han for real? Who's he putting on that bullied act for? Clinging to President Luo to stir up dating rumors-wasn't that because you wanted to climb the ladder?]

[I don't get the production team. Inviting these two omegas at the same time-are they trying to set up a comparison?]

Behind the monitor, Director Meng nodded with an air of solemnity. "This batch of viewers is pretty smart, huh?"

After that remark to himself, he picked up his walkie-talkie. "Stop standing around! Get moving to your marks!"

Hearing that, the cameraman hurried over to Chen Bei. "Quick, quick, quick, next scene."

He was practically treating the special assistant as a coworker, his words carrying the earnestness of someone begging for help salvaging the situation.

As a fellow employee, Chen Bei naturally felt duty-bound to help, but he was still a step too late.

The overbearing CEO, who had long since lost patience, spoke first. "Assistant Chen, is breakfast ready? Even if we're filming a show, we need to stay efficient. You know I hate wasting time."

As he spoke, Luo Chen habitually lowered his head to check his watch.

Qin Yufan seized the chance to interject. "Speaking of which, I haven't eaten this morning. My stomach's so empty."

Assistant Chen glanced over. "You're hungry?"

"I-"

Qin Yufan had barely gotten one word out before the next sentence followed. "Want a taste of suffering?"

"..."

An eerie silence fell over the set again.

The live comments took a moment to react, then filled the screen.

[Hell yeah! You can practically smell the gunpowder. Fight, fight!]

[Hahaha, fuck, I'm so scared Assistant Chen's going to follow up with, "Don't like suffering? How about a knuckle sandwich?!"]

[Assistant Chen, is it? So rude. You can't even show a guest star basic respect?]

[What's respect? Can you eat it?]

A hint of embarrassment spread across Qin Yufan's face before he quickly composed himself. "Assistant Chen really knows how to joke. But even if I wanted a taste of suffering, my big brothers wouldn't allow it, right?"

Deliberately ignoring Chen Bei, he strode toward the Luo Family's four young masters and slipped affectionately into an empty space, linking an arm on either side. "You didn't even come pick me up when I came back to the country. Some friends you are!"

Luo Chen cast an awkward glance toward Meng Han. Seeing his head lowered, his expression darkened slightly. "Work was too busy. I couldn't make it. I'll definitely pick you up next time."

"Fine, I'll forgive you this time."

The five figures gradually receded, their natural ease making it obvious at a glance that their relationship was indeed far from ordinary.

Meng Han was still standing there at a loss when Chen Bei approached. "Not having breakfast? You really want a taste of suffering?"

"No, no." Meng Han hurriedly waved his hands.

Chen Bei tilted his head. "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and grab a seat."

"Huh?" Meng Han froze for a moment. "We have to fight for seats?"

Chen Bei looked deeply secretive. "Someone didn't finish scrubbing the toilets yesterday, so no breakfast seat was reserved for him."

"Oh."

Meng Han nodded belatedly, only to see that Chen Bei had already taken off running.

A second later, he inexplicably matched his pace.

[Huh? What is this scene? Have they finally gone nuts?]

[I just love how the cool, aloof special assistant can go off the rails at any moment!]

[Can't wait to see the CEO's face when he finds out he has no seat at breakfast.]

[Will it turn purple?]

Sure enough, when Luo Chen saw Assistant Chen sweep past like the wind, a sense of foreboding immediately rose within him. "What's he doing? Trying to get my attention again?"

"Brother." Luo Ming patted his shoulder, his lips curving into a devilishly arrogant smile. "You need a new line."

By the time Chen Bei was sitting at the dining table, calmly eating a fried egg, Luo Chen, the last to enter, looked furious. "Assistant Chen, where's my seat?"

After saying that, he turned to Steward Wu behind him.

"You're just going to watch him act like this? Believe me, I can have all of you pack your bags and get out!"

Steward Wu and the servants looked troubled. "President Luo, Assistant Chen said the old master gave instructions that anyone who doesn't finish their work doesn't get to eat."

"The old master, the old master! Are his words imperial decrees? Do I need you to relay them?!" Luo Chen looked irritable. "Dozens of toilets in this entire villa, and I have to scrub every last one myself. How am I supposed to finish?!"

Chen Bei set down his chopsticks and turned with a smile. "You didn't know, President Luo? This segment is called 'Oh my, so this is what rich young masters are really like: my days working for a tycoon's family.' The show fully recreates Old Luo's life doing hard labor back then."

"If Old Luo could scrub dozens of toilets a day, surely his grandson can too?"

"Who says I can't?" Luo Chen gritted his teeth. "I'll go right now!"

[Haha, Assistant Chen's got him figured out. No alpha can admit he can't perform!]

[I absolutely love these scenes of tormenting overbearing CEOs. They're strangely satisfying!]

[Hey, above, watch yourself. Check whether you have sadistic tendencies.]

"Pfft." Watching Luo Chen turn and leave, Meng Han couldn't hold back a laugh.

Across from him, Qin Yufan looked over innocently. "Han, what are you laughing at? You're not gloating, are you?"

"No, I'm not." Meng Han hurriedly straightened his expression. "I just thought..."

Chen Bei tapped the dining table. "He's deliberately setting a trap. No need to explain."

"No trap, just curious." As Qin Yufan spoke, he moved a little closer to Luo Ming. "Your special assistant is so cute. He's always saying things I don't understand."

A flicker of unreadable emotion crossed Luo Ming's eyes, and his lips curved again. "You don't understand? You seemed pretty quick to argue back."

"I'm full. You carry on."

With that, he stood and walked straight out of the dining room.

Visibly dejected, Qin Yufan sighed and asked another of them, "Yu, is Ming still angry with me?"

"Angry about what?" Luo Yu stuffed a fried dough stick into his mouth, mumbling in confusion.

"Before I went abroad, I confessed to Chen at my birthday banquet." Qin Yufan deliberately glanced at Meng Han, his gaze faintly provocative. "Didn't Ming storm off in anger?"

"Huh?" While thinking how delicious breakfast back home was, Luo Yu asked uncertainly, "Wasn't he in a hurry to use the bathroom?"

Qin Yufan: "..."

Seeing Meng Han's avidly curious expression, Chen Bei calmly supplied a voice-over. "That's right. Unlike the eldest young master, the second young master has a problem with diarrhea."

"He couldn't hold it just now either, so he was in a hurry to find a bathroom."

"Let's hope he doesn't run into the one scrubbing the toilets."

Meng Han: "!!!!"

Good thing he was an alpha. Otherwise, with his anus and intestines like that... how would...