Chapter 1: Things will work out in the end

"Praise the rich lady!"

After his daily prayer, Bai Liang got out of bed, full of energy. Once he finished washing up, he headed out for a morning run.

He returned drenched in sweat, showered again, and started preparing his breakfast.

50 grams of oats, 200 milliliters of milk, a handful of blueberries, and a few nuts.

He boiled the oats and milk, stirring until thick, then added the blueberries and nuts.

A nutritious breakfast rich in fiber, protein, and healthy fats was ready.

After eating, he picked up a book and went to the balcony.

A comfortable lounge chair had already been set up there.

The morning sun was just right, casting a warm glow on him. Bai Liang adjusted to his most comfortable sitting position and entered deep reading mode.

As someone who had been reborn, Bai Liang was clearly a bit too laid-back.

It was hard to imagine that he only had a little over three thousand yuan in his pocket, and he felt absolutely no urgency about the rent due next week.

Instead, he possessed a sense of relaxation that radiated from within.

There was no helping it; having lived a life almost entirely free of hardship, it was difficult for Bai Liang to feel that kind of pressure.

While "things will work out in the end" was just an old saying to others, for Bai Liang, it was almost a law of nature.

In truth, he didn't even understand why he had been granted the opportunity to be reborn.

Before his rebirth, while he couldn't claim many achievements, every girlfriend he had was a wealthy socialite.

Later, he even married a super-wealthy socialite, reaching the finish line in one step.

At the same time, there were no tropes about being a live-in son-in-law or suffering grievances; his life was nothing short of blissful.

For someone whose life was already on easy mode, what was the point of being reborn?

He had no regrets, so this felt like a waste of a slot.

However, one of Bai Liang's mottos was... "Since I'm already here~"

He accepted his rebirth with almost no hesitation, and then... well, of course, he would live well.

Even though he didn't have much money now, Bai Liang wasn't worried.

Based on his experience, money was the kind of thing that would soon find its way to him in various ways.

In fact, if not for his desire to avoid repeating the trajectory of his past life, he wouldn't have rejected the pursuit of that local wealthy socialite from Shanghai who had fallen for him at first sight a few days ago.

As for the standard tropes of rebirth novels—seizing future information to create a business empire—Bai Liang had zero interest in that.

However, his roommate clearly didn't think the same way.

"Damn you, Bai Liang! Did you drink my protein powder again yesterday?!"

Hearing this "roar," Bai Liang, who had been engrossed in his book, seemed to be startled awake and poked his head over.

A rugged, three-dimensional face with distinct features came into view.

But just then, the other person suddenly smiled, revealing prominent canine teeth, which instantly added a touch of simple-mindedness and stupidity...

This smile looked honest, but in reality, its owner was thinking about putting Bai Liang in a Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu hold!

At this moment, he was pondering exactly where to choke him.

This person was Bai Liang's roommate, Huang Jingyu.

His profession was also a print model. Rent in Shanghai was so expensive that young people like them, still struggling, naturally chose to share an apartment.

Choosing to share an apartment meant that none of them were doing particularly well.

The apartment Bai Liang and Huang Jingyu rented was an eighty-square-meter unit with three bedrooms and a living room; besides them, there was another male model living there.

This place had been rented to people in the modeling industry for years, and the turnover was incredibly high.

Mostly, those who started doing well would move out, and the others would continue to look for new roommates, basically all from the same industry.

Those who never managed to make it would move away after a while, looking for other ways out.

Currently, the one who had lived in the apartment the longest was Huang Jingyu; this guy had been a "stubborn nail" for over a year, while Bai Liang had moved in less than two months ago.

Compared to Huang Jingyu, who often encountered cancelled gigs, delayed payments, and pay cuts in the modeling industry, Bai Liang was much better off and almost never lacked work.

However, the gears of Huang Jingyu's fate had already begun to turn; he was about to enter the entertainment industry and become a star!

Bai Liang's memory was like this: it should be this year, right?

Huang Jingyu would enter the entertainment industry to become a star, and Bai Liang would marry a wealthy socialite to reach the finish line in one step. As for the other roommate... he seemed to have gone into the sex industry, and apparently, he was doing quite well for himself.

Everyone had a bright future!

"That jar of wild protein powder was yours?" Bai Liang asked, somewhat surprised.

Wild protein powder?

Huang Jingyu felt a "well" symbol pop up on his forehead. "Does your protein powder grow on trees?!"

"Sorry, I just happened to order two jars, I'll compensate you~"

Bai Liang truly felt a bit sorry; it was mostly because he was used to picking up things and finding money.

Sometimes, if he went out and didn't pick up something, he felt like he had lost something.

He just didn't expect that this time, his "foraging" would target his roommate.

Huang Jingyu waved his hand; in truth, he didn't care much about the protein powder, but was more worried about Bai Liang's mental state.

"You haven't gone out to work for over a week!"

Bai Liang covered half his face with the book and thought for a moment. "Are you afraid I'm going to borrow money from you?"

"Cough, cough... how could that be!" Huang Jingyu clearly had concerns in that regard; otherwise, since they weren't related and their relationship was only so-so, he wouldn't need to be so meddlesome.

It was just that Bai Liang's spending had clearly increased recently, yet he wasn't going out to work.

If he really ended up asking to borrow money, as a straightforward Northeasterner, Huang Jingyu would find it hard to refuse.

"As the Prince of Part-time Jobs, I have a few good gigs here. Want to go together?"

"Sure."

"Uh... then get ready. We're going to the first gig right away. It's a part-time job, 150 for two hours."

Seemingly not expecting Bai Liang to agree so readily, Huang Jingyu, who had wanted to persuade him a bit more, felt that the script he had prepared was useless.

They were both in the print modeling industry, but as a senior, Huang Jingyu clearly had broader connections.

Or rather, his methods were a bit wilder.

Of the two gigs he had lined up, one was in the evening and required a male print model, which was a professional match.

The other one they were about to head to was more magical: pretending to be fans to pick up a celebrity at the airport.

Bai Liang didn't resist much. After changing his clothes and coming out, he saw Huang Jingyu preening in front of the mirror, fixing his hair, and offered a reminder:

"You can't wear that outfit! Change into a hoodie..."

Pretending to be a fan at the airport wasn't like modeling for a photoshoot; there was no need to dress too handsomely.

Just like how an extra at Hengdian might be disliked if they were too handsome because they might steal the spotlight from the lead.

No matter what you do, you have to find your own positioning~

Having often lived off women in his past life, Bai Liang had a lot of insight into this; it all belonged to the realm of social sophistication.

"That makes sense!"

Huang Jingyu was surprised, but he felt that Bai Liang seemed a bit different from before.

But with his carefree personality, he didn't think too much about it, figuring that if it made sense, he should just listen.