You might not know me, but I'm a man of principle.

[Guys, I'm dying of laughter. Why do these domineering CEOs suddenly feel so relatable?]

[So top-tier alphas suffer from constipation and diarrhea all year round, just like us?!]

[Now when I scroll through Douyin, I won't suspect I have some terminal illness because of these symptoms. Even Top Alphas have them!]

[Exactly, exactly! No more worrying from now on!]

Only after using the toilet did Luo Ming's stomach feel a little better. He then walked over to the sink to wash his hands.

Water rushed from the tap, and his eyes inadvertently swept toward the mirror. The handsome, unrestrained figure reflected there pleased him immensely.

The next second, Luo Ming curled his lips, trying to look as devilish as possible. "Well? Have I nailed my persona this time?"

Before he had finished speaking, a cold scoff came from beside him. "Why are you acting like a nutjob in front of the mirror?"

Luo Ming turned and saw his older brother in a work uniform, holding a toilet brush with his arms folded. "What the hell's it got to do with you?"

That was right. Their relationship was so bad that insults came the moment they opened their mouths.

There were no surveillance cameras in the bathroom, so there was no need to pretend to be loving brothers.

Luo Ming let loose. "I just used it. Make sure you clean it properly."

With that, he ignored Luo Chen's dark expression and started toward the exit of the villa's communal bathroom.

But his brother's aloof, haughty voice reached his ears. "You think putting on that desperate peacock display in front of Assistant Chen will make him transfer to your department?"

"Dream on. He's mine!"

Luo Ming stopped and narrowed his eyes at him. ...Was it that obvious?

Luo Chen looked smug. "You think you can hide something like that from me?"

You little brat, don't forget we're brothers who grew up wearing the same brand of diapers.

Luo Ming curled his lips. "Go scrub the toilets first. Don't come dead last again today."

"..."

Luo Chen's face stiffened slightly. Clearly, those words had sunk in.

His fingers tightened slightly around the toilet brush.

He muttered inwardly, Two idiots showed up today. Surely I won't come last again?

After breakfast, Qin Yufan made his way into the living room with practiced ease and asked sweetly, "Steward Wu, could you prepare a dessert for me?"

He had stayed at the villa during summer and winter breaks before and was very familiar with the longtime staff who had worked there for over a decade.

He had already had a marriage arrangement with the Luo Family, which had only been interrupted because he had gone away to study. Sooner or later, it would be brought up again.

After all, top-tier omegas like him were rare in their circle...

With that thought, Qin Yufan naturally assumed the air of the villa's owner. He settled into the sofa and crossed his legs, then turned to ask Chen Bei, "Assistant Chen, is my room still the same one?"

"I have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds. I hope you understand."

"I understand." Chen Bei happened to be walking into the living room to help digest his meal. Hearing that, he nodded. "Your room was converted into a communal bathroom a while ago. If you insist on moving in, we should be able to make some adjustments."

"What?!" Qin Yufan could no longer sit still and straightened his back. "A communal bathroom?!"

Chen Bei nodded. "The Young Masters have their needs, after all. Adding a few more around the villa makes it more convenient for them to relieve themselves."

Qin Yufan said, "..."

That tongue twister was no stunt for the show. It was blatant provocation.

A mere assistant actually dared to act like this. He probably couldn't be allowed to stay!

He wanted to say more, only to see Assistant Chen already picking up his phone. "Hello, is this the renovation crew? Sorry for the trouble, but could you come over as soon as possible? There's a small job. We'd like to turn a bathroom into a bedroom..."

Qin Yufan abruptly stood up. "No need. Any guest room will do."

Turning a bathroom into a bedroom? Are you trying to disgust me to death?

What if it affects my sweet pheromones too?

His scent was peach.

Luo Chen liked it best.

"All right, then." Assistant Chen hung up. "You'll be in the first room on the right on the third floor."

He turned to Meng Han. "You'll be in the first room on the left."

"What about the other guys?" Qin Yufan asked. "Are they on the third floor too?"

Chen Bei smiled. "Their rooms will be assigned based on today's performance."

"Oh, I see." Qin Yufan reluctantly dragged his suitcase toward the elevator, looking around and expecting someone to come help, only to discover that none of his childhood friends were there.

"Steward Wu, where's my dessert?" he asked, trying to salvage his dignity.

Steward Wu looked troubled. "My apologies. This dining establishment currently offers no additional services."

"Please submit any requests to Assistant Chen."

Qin Yufan's expression chilled. He pressed his lips together, turned, and entered the elevator.

Once the elevator doors had fully closed, the cameraman carrying the camera couldn't resist asking Chen Bei, "Your phone screen looked black just now. Did you really make a call?"

"Of course," Chen Bei said. "Not."

"There's no need to trouble anyone else over a pain in the ass like that."

[Holy shit, he just admitted it outright? I went to all that trouble taking screenshots!]

[Does this count as deliberately targeting him? I feel like Assistant Chen has an innate hostility toward Qin Yufan.]

[Romantic rivals? They both like the domineering CEOs? Then why doesn't he treat Meng Han, the omega rumored to be involved with them, that way? He practically treats him like he's invisible.]

[Because he poses no threat?]

While the livestream chat continued discussing it, Chen Bei had already picked up the megaphone.

"Gather in the main hall in half an hour for today's task announcement. One point deducted for every minute you're late!"

With that, he went with the cameraman to the villa's covered walkway to snack on sunflower seeds.

"What's the task going to be?" the cameraman couldn't help asking curiously.

Squatting on the steps, Chen Bei lifted his chin. "Weeding the garden."

The cameraman followed his gaze toward the lush green lawn, his expression instantly twisting. "It's that big. Are you sure?"

Oops, sorry, the introduction slipped our minds: Luo Villa, number one among the Capital Circle's ten grandest mansions.

An ultramodern, fully smart building occupying over a thousand square meters, it had everything from artificial hills and fountains to landscaped areas.

Its greenery was taken to the extreme as well, with precious trees and turf specially flown in, requiring dedicated staff to tend to them every day.

To avoid seeming ostentatious and preserve an appropriate air of mystery, the camera crew had not filmed a panoramic view.

Yet unexpectedly, a variety show task had put it directly on display for the public.

[Damn! Is this a park? Why does that lawn look almost half the size of a soccer field?]

[Weeding that would take forever. I bet the Young Masters will all protest!]

[Will putting them through all this mess up their pheromones? Honestly, I really want to see Top Alphas all hot and bothered!]

[Me too, me too! It's a lifestyle variety show, after all. The omegas are all here. Can we get just a little romance?]

"No!"

In the control room, Chen Bei refused with righteous conviction. "I'm here to be a supervisor, not to watch some erotic action flick!"

Director Meng frowned. "Why are you so inflexible? Can't you go a little easy on them?"

Chen Bei said, "Director Meng, you might not know me, but I'm a man of principle..."

Helpless, Director Meng said, "More money, more money. I'll pay you more, all right?"

"Then again, helping others find happiness isn't out of the question." Chen Bei's smile was professional. "What plan did you have in mind, Director Meng?"

"Pair alphas with omegas, and the work won't be tiring." Director Meng winked.

Chen Bei nodded, immediately catching his meaning. "It certainly won't be tiring, but they'll sweat easily. Once they sweat, their scent-blocking patches will fall off."

"Once the patches fall off, their pheromones will go haywire, and we could easily end up with an action flick full of bared teeth and contorted faces."

Director Meng slowly gave him a mental thumbs-up. ...So this was the legendary model employee. His ability to extrapolate was incredible!