Ye Shuang had once played a casual game called Travel Frog—a very ordinary little game where the frog you raise would occasionally go on trips and bring back photos for you to see.
At this moment, looking at the photos of Bai Yuyou sent to his phone, Ye Shuang inexplicably had a sense of déjà vu, as if he were playing [Travel Bai Yuyou].
Bai Yuyou didn't disturb Ye Shuang's work either. After sending the photos on schedule, she even included a message.
Something along the lines of the food being delicious.
Youth... it's really wonderful.
Ye Shuang couldn't help but sigh.
"Buzz." The phone on the desk vibrated. Ye Shuang glanced at it and was surprised to find it was a message from Chen's Father.
Chen's Father: Shuang, that kid Ah Hai is supposed to report to the group today. Has he been in touch with you?
Today?
After all, Chen Hai still needed to start his job. Although he couldn't directly become an executive, starting from a mid-level position was completely fine.
Ye Shuang: Okay, Chen Hai hasn't contacted me yet. I'll go ask him.
After replying to Chen's Father, Ye Shuang immediately called Chen Hai. It rang for a few seconds before the other side picked up. "Hello..."
The voice was full of weariness, as if he had just woken up.
Ye Shuang paused, then glanced at the time on his computer and asked, "Did you... just take a nap, or have you been sleeping until now?"
"Of course I've been sleeping until now. I pulled an all-nighter last night, I'm exhausted." Chen Hai yawned, and whatever he said afterward was muffled by the yawn.
"Didn't you resign? What were you staying up all night for?"
"Exactly because I resigned, I can stay up late. At my age, I haven't felt this free in a long time. No one to manage me, completely carefree." Chen Hai said cheerfully.
"You're supposed to start work today, did you forget?"
It seemed like hearing Ye Shuang say that, Chen Hai was stunned for a moment before asking, "Is it today?"
Ye Shuang sighed helplessly, "What do you think?"
"Alright, I'll grab something to eat and head over."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Ye Shuang pondered for a bit. Just then, Kou Kou knocked on the office door.
"Come in."
"President Ye, here is the report you requested."
"Mhm, put it here." Ye Shuang said, then pointed to An Shiyu, who was tapping away at the keyboard next to him, seemingly working but actually playing games. "From now on, you can hand this part over to An Shiyu."
"Okay, understood." Upon hearing this, Kou Kou didn't dare say much, but couldn't help muttering to herself.
Doesn't that mean I'll be really idle?
Well, idle is idle. I just hope I'm not being optimized out.
Wait, could it be that I'm about to be optimized out?!
Kou Kou walked out of the office with a heavy heart. At that moment, An Shiyu also glanced at the file, then showed a puzzled expression. "Why give it to me to do?"
"Because you've been playing games next to me all day, it really affects my work." Ye Shuang joked. "Since that's the case, I'll give you more work to correct your work attitude."
An Shiyu clicked her tongue. "Have you successfully leveled up to exploiter? Seems like someone needs to hang you from a lamppost."
Then, An Shiyu slowly turned off her monitor, stood up, and walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to correct my work attitude."
Ye Shuang: "?"
An Shiyu didn't return for half an hour. Just as Ye Shuang thought she was sulking and had found a place to slack off, there came a knock on the office door and a familiar voice, "President Ye, it's me."
Hearing An Shiyu call him President Ye, Ye Shuang first told her to come in.
The moment the door was pushed open, Ye Shuang's brain froze for a few seconds because An Shiyu was now dressed in a maid outfit. The black and white color scheme was complemented by white tights under the skirt.
"Huh?!" ↗
"Where did you get that outfit?" Ye Shuang was stunned for a moment. Why was there even a maid outfit?
"As a qualified ninja, one needs various garments to handle all sorts of occasions." An Shiyu said expressionlessly. "Starting now, I am the cold-faced maid An Siyi by the side of the domineering CEO. My personal setting is all-purpose during the day, specializing in assassinating your competitors for you at night."
Ye Shuang: "..."
Where should I even start with the critique/roasting?
"An Shiyu."
"Call me An Siyi." An Shiyu replied.
You're really getting into it, aren't you?!
"There's really no need to correct your work attitude like this." Ye Shuang looked at An Shiyu in her maid outfit and quickly urged her to take it off. "Hurry up and take that off."
Hearing this, An Shiyu hugged her chest and made a disapproving sound.
"Right now? You pervy uncle, you've finally shown your true colors. So you're into this."
Ye Shuang: "..."
Just then, there was another knock on the office door. Ye Shuang instinctively called out, "Come in."
As a result, the moment the door was pushed open, Kou Kou immediately noticed the maid-clad An Shiyu. She was stunned for a good while before stammering, "S-sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt."
"I'll leave right now!"
"No need to leave, just stay right there." Noticing that Kou Kou seemed to have misunderstood, Ye Shuang immediately called out to stop her.
"Huh?" Kou Kou's steps halted.
Am I also a part of your play?
Th-this isn't appropriate, is it?
Kou Kou's embarrassed expression made Ye Shuang's mouth twitch. He then began to explain, "This is An Shiyu's personal hobby. Just ignore her."
Hearing this, Kou Kou seemed to understand, yet not quite.
Her personal hobby...
President Ye, why do you know this girl so well?
I knew it!
Ye Shuang then asked Kou Kou what the matter was.
"Oh, it's like this. A gentleman named Chen Hai is starting today. President Chen asked me to pass on a message to you, saying you should handle matters concerning him."
Kou Kou actually didn't know what background this Chen Hai had that required President Ye's personal attention, but considering both President Chen and Chen Hai shared the surname Chen, they were probably relatives or something.
And Chen Qin was very unwilling for Chen Hai to join the company. After all, no one knew what kind of problems this guy might cause once he came in—while Ye Shuang and Chen's Father both supported Chen Hai joining the group. In the end, they were still family.
"Chen Hai is here already? Let's go take a look then." Ye Shuang followed Kou Kou out of the office, only to find An Shiyu actually following along.
Having a maid-outfitted assistant trailing behind Ye Shuang was bound to cause gossip, but An Shiyu didn't seem to care. Her proper walking posture was as if she were a maid who had received formal etiquette training.
Seeing An Shiyu follow, Ye Shuang couldn't be bothered to stop her. This girl would probably only keep this up for a few days anyway.
Soon, Ye Shuang saw Chen Hai.
Chen Hai looked rather disheveled at the moment. He had come to the group without even shaving, a stark contrast to his neat and tidy, even somewhat dapper appearance with little gold-rimmed glasses when he used to work.
"Ye Shuang." Seeing Ye Shuang, Chen Hai immediately greeted him. But the next second, his gaze fell on An Shiyu.
"Hmm, why does this girl look so familiar?"

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?"

] [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!"

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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.”