The final round of the Masked Singing King competition had finally begun, and at that moment, the ratings hit an all-time high, reaching an astonishing level. The audience in the studio and the viewers in front of their televisions all became exceptionally excited and thrilled. In this round, during which the five contestants would perform their last song, they would take off their masks and reveal their true faces to the audience.

Although the audience had speculated countless times and might have already known which superstars they were supporting, it was all just guesswork, and guesses weren't always true.

When the first and second contestants went on stage and took off their masks one after another, revealing their true identities, the audience let out earth-shattering cheers. Both contestants were very famous stars with massive fan bases. Thus, even though their third songs were not considered classics, they still received an unprecedented number of votes, their totals quickly surpassing the three contestants who had not yet performed. The results stunned everyone.

"Their fanbases are huge, and these people are crazy," Zhang Bin said, his face filled with astonishment. He could hardly believe his eyes.

"Zhang Bin, listen to me," Mi Yiyao said, taking the opportunity to persuade him while she sat beside him. "If you were a superstar, you'd definitely have more fans than them, and fans represent popularity and wealth. Just think about how much money you could make! A single commercial or endorsement could earn you tens of millions. Filming a movie or TV series would also pay extremely well... So, what do you think? Changed your mind? Let me be your agent?"

"Miss Mi, you can save your breath. It won't work," Ma Rufei said with a mischievous laugh from the side. "My Senior Brother makes tens or even hundreds of millions in minutes, so why would he bother becoming a superstar? He's the kind of big boss who sponsors beautiful actresses."

"Miss Mi, let me give you a piece of advice: become my Senior Brother's girlfriend," Chen Chaoyue added with a wicked smile. "Heh, then your financial management skills would really have a place to shine. Even if my Senior Brother isn't the world's richest man right now, he's guaranteed to be in ten years."

"You two beasts, all you ever think about is that sort of crude stuff," Mi Yiyao scolded jokingly before turning her hopeful gaze back to Zhang Bin and continuing her pitch. "Zhang Bin, even if you don't become a superstar, you're still as popular as one. The moment you reveal your title as the King of Gamblers, you'll have countless fans. It'll be so easy for you to make money. I could negotiate many lucrative projects for you, like commercials, clothing and shoes, and various King of Gamblers accessories—all representing huge sums of money. You wouldn't have to lift a finger. I'd handle everything for you, and you'd make a lot of money, at least a few billion a year."

"What? All I have to do is reveal my title as the King of Gamblers, do nothing else, and I could make a few billion a year?" Zhang Bin's eyes lit up like two small light bulbs. "Look, I didn't get much schooling. You're not trying to scam me, are you?"

"A few billion a year is a conservative estimate—it could only be more, never less. How about it? Will you hire me as your agent? I'll only take a twenty percent cut," Mi Yiyao said with a charming laugh. "Let me be your agent, and you definitely won't regret it."

Zhang Bin hesitated for a moment before asking, "Could you explain in more detail? I still can't believe it's possible to make several billion a year."

He was worried Mi Yiyao was just bragging, and agreeing would mean he was being duped. If he only earned a few hundred thousand a year, then what was the damn point of revealing himself as the King of Gamblers? In fact, it might attract furious attacks from his enemies, like retaliation from the Hell Organization. Therefore, he had to weigh his options carefully.

"First, you have to agree to let me be your agent. Then I'll explain everything to you in detail," Mi Yiyao said with a coy smile.

"If you can't persuade me, my agreement is useless, because I won't reveal my title," Zhang Bin said with a small smile.

Now he understood. This beautiful woman was a complete money-lover who thoroughly enjoyed the thrill of making a profit.

"I know," Mi Yiyao said. "Just agree, and I will definitely be able to persuade you."

"To be my Senior Brother's agent, you have to warm his bed, you know," Chen Chaoyue chimed in with a mischievous laugh.

"Did you really have to say that out loud? It's an unwritten rule. Everyone knows it," Zhao Dawei suddenly interjected.

Everyone else burst into mischievous laughter, their faces full of suggestive expressions.

"Go on, get out of here, you bunch of hooligans! Don't disturb me while I'm talking business," Mi Yiyao snapped, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks.

She felt a bit helpless. Zhang Bin was a good, talented guy, but his friends were terrible. It seemed there wasn't a decent one among them—just a pack of lechers.

"Fine, I agree." Zhang Bin's gaze wandered over Mi Yiyao for a moment. Having such a beautiful agent isn't a bad idea, he thought. She can make money and warm the bed... it's like getting a personal maidservant. He agreed with a wicked chuckle.

A surprised, joyful smile blossomed on Mi Yiyao's face. She was dazzlingly, radiantly beautiful.

She lowered her voice and whispered in Zhang Bin's ear, "By revealing your title as the King of Gamblers, there are plenty of ways to make money. For example, selling King of Gamblers Pendants. Don't you know? Your King of Gamblers statue pendants are already selling like crazy. This is a huge fortune. People believe you're synonymous with luck, so wearing a King of Gamblers Pendant will bring them good fortune. We can also create a King of Gamblers clothing line—shirts, pants, shoes, belts, watches—and even sell your magical Tree Leaf. It all represents immense wealth. And that's not even mentioning endorsements. Moreover, you could collect tribute from numerous casinos, and you'd become their guardian deity. They generally wouldn't even need to call on you, and no one would dare cause trouble at their establishments. You wouldn't have to do anything. The money will just keep rolling in, much more than even Heavenly Queen Zhu Danyan earns. I'll just leave it at that for now... So, what do you think? Have I persuaded you?"

This woman is a born agent, a truly incredible financial guru, Zhang Bin marveled to himself. Still, he didn't agree immediately. Voicing his doubts, he asked, "You have a point, but can you handle all of that? After all, you're still Zhu Danyan's agent."

"Zhang Bin, theoretically, agents in the entertainment industry, no matter how capable, can only represent one major star at a time. It's different from being a sports agent; it's all about trust. However, your relationship with Zhu Danyan is different—you're lovers. So, we don't need to be so rigid about it. In fact, there are more advantages this way. As for your concern that I'll be too busy, that's completely unnecessary. I'll build a dedicated team to serve both you and the Empress by recruiting many capable subordinates."

"Yes, yes, yes! You must recruit lots of capable subordinates. Make sure they're super beauties!" Ma Rufei said with another mischievous laugh.

His statement was so suggestive that the others also burst out laughing, all looking very merry.

"Hooligans..." Mi Yiyao was absolutely infuriated. What a group of people! In the future, when I discuss business with Zhang Bin, I can't have them anywhere nearby. Otherwise, they'll really drive me insane.

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