South thought Nathan was focused on his book and hadn’t heard him, so he repeated himself.

"Uncle, I’ve invested in a movie where I’m the lead actor. It’s a military-themed film, like I mentioned this morning. I want to arrange for two people to enter the military district, join the special forces for training, and experience military life. Going through all this will help make their characters more well-rounded and genuine. After much thought, I’ve realized you’re the only one who can easily help with this. Can you do me this favor?"

Arranging for people to train in the military district was as easy as Nathan lifting a finger, a trivial task for him.

With such incredible resources at his disposal, not using them would be foolish. South was not as high-minded as in the past life, ignoring available help.

This time around, she intended to make full use of everything, leveraging Nathan’s influence to soar high.

"Do you think the military district is your playground, that you can enter whenever you please?"

Nathan raised an eyebrow at South, looking uncompromising.

His tone reminded South of what he said at noon before she sent him a red envelope.

At that time, when she asked him to borrow military equipment, Nathan spoke in the same tone.

South picked up her phone from the table.

She found Nathan’s avatar and sent him a red envelope.

Without opening it, Nathan had no idea how much money was inside.

Hearing the phone chime, Nathan opened the red envelope South sent him.

Seeing it was 66.66 yuan, Nathan remained unmoved and placed his phone beside his pillow, continuing to read his book.

Seeing no reaction from him, South picked up her phone and sent Nathan another envelope, this time larger than the last.

Nathan opened it, saw it was 88.88 yuan, but still set his phone aside and continued reading.

South stared at Nathan, who remained unresponsive, wondering which wire in his brain had short-circuited.

During the day, two red envelopes did the trick, but now two couldn’t sway him?

South gritted her teeth and simply sent him another one.

This was the money she had just loaded into WeChat; the remaining balance she had was all sent at noon.

After sending four envelopes of 66.66 yuan, with Nathan showing no reaction, South angrily tossed her phone aside.

"Nathan, you helped with just two envelopes at noon. This task isn’t particularly difficult; it’s something you can do with a single word. I’ve sent you six, and you’re still indifferent."

It was then Nathan raised his eyes to South, placing his book aside. He extended a finger and beckoned her over.

South watched Nathan signal for her to come closer, so she did.

Nathan leaned closer to South’s ear, speaking in a low, gentle voice:

"Do you really think I agreed at noon because of two envelopes?"

South blinked, thinking Nathan agreed right after she sent the second envelope. If not for the envelopes, then why?

"Wasn’t it because of them?"

Nathan shook his head with a smile.

He then took out his phone and scrolled to the record of the noon envelopes.

South also had that record; she looked at it and didn’t see anything special—just two envelopes.

Moreover, the last envelope had less money than the first one.

Because she only had that much left, she sent everything to Nathan.

"What’s different about it?" South asked, puzzled.

"Compared to your torrent of envelopes, I much preferred the number on the second envelope you sent at noon."