The Plots I Assign My Clients Are All from the Underworld

I've been resting for almost two years, and my health has improved pretty well. I just can't sit still, so I'm doing sit-ups again [lying flat and accepting the teasing]. I never expected that, after two years, there'd still be readers waiting for this story. I'm truly grateful. Let me work through the outline again, and I'll gradually finish the rest. I already made the story free back then, and I won't put it behind a paywall again. I'll finish it for free. A struggling real estate agency in City B got a new young boss named Rong Juan. He was handsome and beautiful, and claimed to be a Celestial Master. Unfortunately, in this age of rapid technological development, ghosts and spirits were dismissed as superstition. After half a month, Rong Juan had only landed one job. One day, Rong Juan accompanied a client to inspect the haunted house he was about to take over. Facing a sink covered in blood, the client trembled. "Y-y-you sell this place, and we'll split the proceeds fifty-fifty!" Just as terrified, Rong Juan clung to the client, shivering. "B-b-bro, this is a dangerous job. How about a sixty-forty split? Sixty for me, forty for you." Desperate to escape, the client cried, "Deal! Let go of me, you rascal!" That night, Rong Juan showed up at the haunted house with a peachwood sword. The vicious ghost that had been throwing its weight around that morning clung to Rong Juan's leg like a devoted fan. Daddy! Spare me and you'll be my daddy forever! Rong Juan suddenly felt he'd discovered a great way to get rich. 1v1, male lead pursued by the protagonist, feel-good power fantasy. The Celestial Master protagonist loves money and isn't happy unless he's fooling around and counting cash x a sweet-hearted love interest who's a master of tea-like charm. Note: Everything in this story is made up. Don't connect it to real life or overanalyze it. Consult a professional when buying a home. My next story: Learning Beauty and Hairdressing Can Cure Infertility Blurb: Shi Que is the final heir to the orthodox Daoist tradition, proficient in the Five Elements, the Eight Trigrams, medicine, and ghost arts. Following his master's instructions, he must hide his talents among ordinary people, do good, and save lives. To meet his master's requirements for living in seclusion, Shi Que needs to find an inconspicuous job that brings him into contact with lots of people every day. So he sets his sights on the busiest barbershop on the street. At first: Customer: "Could I get a haircut?" Shi Que: "Want your fortune told? I can cure your infertility." Customer: "You're an idiot! I'm reporting you!" Later: Shi Que: "Customer, would you like a haircut?" Customer: [Trembling] "Young master, could you cure something for me after the haircut?" Theme: Punish evil and promote good, and refuse to cut corners when building affordable housing