"Is that company fun?" An Shiyu asked, sitting in her own armchair.
Perhaps because Ye Shuang hadn't been coming to the academy these past few days, this character had been talking a lot more than before.
"How can a company be fun or not? It's all about working for the boss," Ye Shuang said slowly. "And earning some money."
"How much is the salary?"
"A few hundred thousand a month," Ye Shuang said.
An Shiyu was stunned for a moment, then stroked her chin thoughtfully, "That seems... really high? What's your position?"
Her monthly allowance was only a few tens of thousands, and the old man only gave her a bit more occasionally.
"Group Vice President."
"Oh, oh. Is your company still hiring?"
"We need a cleaner."
"Fine, pay me a hundred thousand a month." An Shiyu stretched out her small hand, directly asking for money.
Ye Shuang: "..."
Getting your grandpa to pay that shouldn't be a problem.
"You seem like a bit of a failure as a Vice President, not even willing to pay a hundred thousand," An Shiyu said.
"What company pays a cleaner a hundred thousand a month salary?" Ye Shuang said helplessly.
Is this some Mary Sue CEO novel's cleaning auntie?
When lunch break arrived, Ye Shuang went to the cafeteria with An Shiyu. Although that fish said she wanted to eat out, Ye Shuang refused because he had promised Bai Yuyou yesterday to have a proper lunch with her.
"Over here!"
Bai Yuyou, Tang Keke, and Taozi had already found seats and sat down. Ye Shuang got his food and sat with them.
The cafeteria was quite crowded today, but fortunately, Bai Yuyou had come early, so she had secured a spot with Keke and the others in advance.
"Why are you eating so little? No appetite?" Ye Shuang noticed Bai Yuyou's rice portion was only a small mound and asked.
Bai Yuyou nodded, "Ate, snacks."
"Is that really 'little'?" An Shiyu remarked, noticing the rice bowl was at least two sizes larger than her own, unable to resist a teasing tone.
"Yuyou has a big appetite," Taozi also said. Compared to Bai Yuyou's portion, Taozi ate a decent amount too.
But clearly, the meals had improved.
Moreover, she had shared a lot of the steamed braised noodles she made in the morning with Bai Yuyou, which were quickly devoured.
Bai Yuyou held her rice bowl, picking up small mouthfuls of rice with her chopsticks. She ate very quickly; the rice level was visibly dropping.
"I remember you all have a school trip this month, right?" Ye Shuang asked. "Where to?"
"To Malaysia," Keke said.
"Going there?" Ye Shuang was a bit surprised.
Seeing Ye Shuang's reaction, Tang Keke grew curious, "Yeah, is there a problem, Brother?"
"Malaysia... it's not very different from the coastal provinces and cities in our southern China," Ye Shuang explained.
"There are many ethnic Chinese there, several groups—Fujian, Teochew, Hakka, Cantonese, Hainanese... So for us Cantonese people, going there is almost like not leaving the country."
"You can even communicate in Cantonese most of the time without any issues."
"Oh, oh..." Tang Keke didn't know this. Previous school trips were either to Hunan domestically or Egypt.
"Have fun when the time comes," Ye Shuang smiled.
"Brother, you're not going?"
As he finished speaking, Bai Yuyou's gaze also fell on Ye Shuang. "Ye Shuang... not going?"
"Because it's for a week, so it's probably not possible," Ye Shuang shook his head.
Although he could completely ignore everything and go, it was ultimately Chen Qin's family's company, and Ye Shuang couldn't bring himself to do such a thing.
After lunch break ended, Bai Yuyou stayed in the school clinic a while longer.
Until it was almost time for class, she reluctantly hugged Ye Shuang and left.
"How long do you plan to stay at that company?" An Shiyu asked after Bai Yuyou left, sitting on the sofa.
"Don't know."
"Don't know?"
"Chen Qin's health isn't good. If she keeps pushing herself like this, her stomach will eventually have problems," Ye Shuang said. "I don't want to see that day come."
An Shiyu: "..."
"You, always thinking about others, really..." The girl crossed her arms, her tone somehow odd.
"You~~~ this~~~ guy~~~ really~~~"
Another voice chimed in. Ye Shuang turned to see another short-haired girl appearing by the window.
"Yo, Uncle." An Shiyu hopped down.
"Why are you all dusty?" Ye Shuang was taken aback because this fish's face was covered in dust, as if she had crawled out of some corner.
"Meh." She seemed unwilling to explain, but something had clearly happened.
"Probably fell."
"No way, even if I fell, I could do a Thomas flare."
"Oh? Show me."
"Fine, I will."
"You first."
The two girls started breakdancing face-to-face, leaving Ye Shuang momentarily unsure where to begin complaining/mocking...
Please stop fighting?
After fooling around for a bit, the two finally settled down, each returning to their seats.
Incidentally, one of them rested a stocking-clad leg on Ye Shuang's thigh.
"You two..."
Before Ye Shuang could finish, they became even more presumptuous, placing their other legs on him as well.
Forget it, saying one more word might just invite more antics.
Perhaps because people really didn't know the third school clinic was open, Ye Shuang didn't see a single student come in all day, nor anyone seeking psychological consultation.
The table beside him was piled with snacks bought from Taozi. At this rate, maybe it would be better to take them back to feed Yuyou?
"Probably no one knows it's open here."
"The 'roasted chickens' seem to be gone," An Shiyu also spoke up. "It feels a bit strange without those people whining and crying."
"Good health is a good thing." Ye Shuang was also organizing materials. Since no one was coming, writing some reports to pass the time wasn't bad.
Could also sneak in some time to write a bit of his novel.
"So boring, let's drive out and have fun."
"Agreed." The two fish seemed tired of playing games for a while and started pestering Ye Shuang to go out.
"Go out and play!"
“I’m at work,” Ye Shuang said slowly. At this, the two fish became even more unrestrained, even standing on either side poking his cheeks with their fingers.
"Tsk, not a single customer all day. You're such a failed technician."
"I'm a school doctor, not a masseur..."
Before Ye Shuang could finish, one of the An Shiyus suddenly went limp and collapsed on the floor!
"?!" Ye Shuang instinctively shot up, then bent down to pick her up, asking urgently, "An Shiyu?!! An Shiyu?!"
"I..." An Shiyu weakly opened her eyes, her lips trembling.
"I seem to have contracted a disease... that will kill me if I don't go out to play..."
Ye Shuang's face was expressionless: "..."
Half a minute later, the two fish were hauled by Ye Shuang and thrown outside like garbage.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"