At noon the next day, Su Qing casually had lunch across from the neighborhood, and when he returned, he happened to run into his good neighbor, Old Wang from next door, who was throwing something away by the trash can.

It had been some time since they last saw each other. Since the last time he felt that Wang Qiang held a deep prejudice against him, they hadn't run into each other again.

Of course, this was also mainly because he was a homebody, and their schedules didn't match. He wasn't a nine-to-five office worker, so naturally, they didn't see each other much.

They exchanged glances, and both seemed somewhat unnatural, especially Wang Qiang, who appeared a bit flustered and hurriedly reached into his pocket as if to hide something.

"Have you eaten, Little Su?" Wang Qiang smiled and greeted him.

Su Qing was instantly taken aback, knowing that this guy had suspected him of having an unclear relationship with his wife, and now he was initiating a greeting, which was simply abnormal.

But the next second, he understood the reason.

[Recently, Old Wang from next door has greatly improved in bedroom performance, which has brought him renewed vitality. Moreover, every time they mate, he feels like he's getting back at you, the single dog, putting him in a great mood. The most important thing is that his partner is quite satisfied with his recent performance, allowing him to regain his male pride.]

Well, people shouldn't eat too much, otherwise, they'll just do useless things. The dark circles under his eyes these past few days were thanks to the two dogs next door.

What puzzled him, however, was why Old Wang's strength suddenly went from a three-star Fighter to a nine-star Fighting Emperor, which didn't make sense.

From a two-minute noob to maintaining a level of about an hour every night; could it be the appearance of Lu Shenbao?

"Just finished eating; you seem in good spirits lately, Brother Wang?" Su Qing responded with a smile.

Though this guy is indeed a bastard, he couldn't not treat him like a person.

"Not bad, hahaha, it's just that the bed at home isn't great lately, needs replacing," Wang Qiang said with a knowing smile.

Hearing this, Su Qing was utterly speechless; what the hell are you barking about, you disturb the neighbors and still think it's justified?

With this, knowing his malicious intent, Su Qing sneered inwardly and retorted, "You should really change it; your bed has been creaking non-stop, keeping me awake. Are you guys fighting?"

"How could that be? We get along very well, and we don't even fight. At home, I say one, and she dare not say two. When you get a girlfriend, you'll understand; women must be conquered with strength!" Wang Qiang said triumphantly, patting him on the shoulder with a knowing tone.

Despite this, he still caught a hint of pride in Wang Qiang's expression, a unique pride among men.

While chatting, they went upstairs, and just as he finished speaking, something fell out of Wang Qiang's pocket due to a large motion.

They both looked down and saw a strip of blue pills with packaging rolling, finally stopping on a step. For a moment, both were stunned.

In that instant, Su Qing immediately understood the reason why Wang Qiang went from a three-star Fighter to a nine-star Fighting Emperor—turns out he had taken a Ninth-Grade Elixir.

Indeed, the Ninth-Grade Elixir is terrifying.

Wang Qiang, unable to maintain his composure, quickly picked up the blue pills and stuffed them back into his pocket, his expression a bit awkward and no longer proud.

Seeing this, Su Qing patted Old Wang's shoulder and advised sincerely, "Brother Wang, take care of your health. If you're sick, go to the hospital; for this kind of adjustment, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor should be more skilled."

With that, he reached the sixth floor, entering his apartment without looking back and closing the door, leaving Wang Qiang blushing in the hallway.

[If dying of embarrassment had levels, Old Wang from next door has certainly reached the apex, his last shred of male dignity trampled upon, and in the coming long period of time, he will lose his ability to mate.]

Hearing the narration in his mind, Su Qing couldn't help but clutch his stomach and laugh, collapsing onto the sofa. Indeed, if you don't do stupid things, you won't end up in stupid situations.

Living well is not an option? Yet, he insists on finding a sense of presence in front of him. This moment of social death would likely cast a shadow over anyone.

If it gives him a few days of peace, then that's not bad at all, as a good neighbor should, of course, harm each other.

After laughing, Su Qing sat down by his computer to start his daily work—video editing and drafting scripts.

As for the promotion task Shen Yi mentioned, she didn't lie to him. This morning, someone from Shen Yi's company called him. The promotion was straightforward; he just needed to insert an advertising phrase into his video and attach a link.

They even sent him the ad script, and all he had to promote was an app, which seemed to be for women's exclusive products.

Though he hadn't done much promotion work before, being in this line, he quickly knew what to do, only the video production would take some time.

As for the fee, he looked into it. It was indeed the market rate, with a guaranteed $3000 base plus a commission depending on the click rate, much better than last time.

With money comes motivation; with this job, combined with the click rate and the base, he could earn thousands, even more than his monthly salary.

At three in the afternoon, just as he finished the day's workload and was about to rest, he heard a dull thumping at the living room door.

"Son, Mama's here to see you, open up quickly!"

Hearing this, Su Qing went numb; his mom came, and his first instinct was to run, but considering the height of the sixth floor, he decided against it—fear of death was his reason.

After some time, with Zhou Hui almost kicking the door down, Su Qing finally opened it, feigning a pleasing smile: "Mom, long time no see, what brings you here all of a sudden?"

Zhou Hui at the door was different from usual; her attire wasn't as casual as before, appearing somewhat formal.

As soon as the door was opened, she bustled in, inspecting his already small living room, even taking a look in his bedroom, finally commenting with some disappointment:

"Son, your girlfriend isn't here? Didn't you say you were living together?"

Su Qing:...

Well, he knew that his status as a son wasn't enough for her to come personally—it was for this purpose.

"Mom, it's not what you think; we're just friends!"

In response, Zhou Hui surprisingly showed a kind smile: "Yes, yes, friends, your young people dating; Mom understands. So, is there a photo for Mom to see?"

Before he could explain, Zhou Hui looked down and said, "Never mind, it's better to wait until you can bring her home yourself. Mom will be waiting for your good news."

"Alright, come home with Mom; your sister is taking the college entrance exam tomorrow. Our family needs to cheer her on. Tonight, your dad is making your favorite chopped pepper fish head!"

The overly loving maternal care made him squint; is this still his rebellious mom who always wanted to overhaul Gotham City?

Was it Aunt Liu impersonating her? Cautiously, he asked:

"Aunt Two?"

The next second, a knock on the head followed.

"Just got a girlfriend, don't force me to beat you up!"

To this, Su Qing nodded, "Mm, that's the same old vibe!"

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