Xia Zhiyu pursed her lips softly and replied, "Alright."
After speaking with Xia Zhiyu, Su Yang turned to Wang Qiang and said, "Lao Wang, go ahead."
"Sure thing, Boss Su! Just give me a moment—I’ll grab some materials for you to look over." Wang Qiang stood up and walked over to the counter, where he picked up two booklets listing available properties.
He returned with a cheerful smile, sat down, and flipped through one of the booklets until he found a residential area near Yue Shiguang. He then slid it toward Su Yang. "Boss Su, take a look. This is one of the neighborhoods near Yue Shiguang—it’s called Galaxy Seasons. Right now, I have over a dozen available units just in this complex alone."
Su Yang glanced down at the booklet in Wang Qiang’s hands. Inside were actual photos of the various apartments for rent in Galaxy Seasons.
"Looks decent. Do you have any two-bedroom, one-bath units?"
"Two-bedroom, one-bath? Of course!" Wang Qiang flipped through the booklet, stopping after two pages to point at an 88-square-meter apartment. "Boss Su, this one fits the bill. It’s south-facing, fully renovated, with great natural light and all the furniture included. You could move in right away."
Su Yang examined the photos and nodded. "This could work. Which floor?"
"12th floor."
"Got it. Any others?"
"There’s one more two-bedroom unit, but this complex mostly has larger layouts, so I don’t have many two-bedrooms available."
Wang Qiang flipped through the booklet again and showed Su Yang another unit—this one 78 square meters.
From the photos, both apartments had similar decor—a bit dated but perfectly functional, neither outstanding nor disappointing.
Su Yang nodded. "What’s the rent for these two?"
"The 88-square-meter one goes for 2,800 a month. The landlord requires one month’s rent as a deposit and three months’ rent upfront. As for our agency fee, I’ll be straight with you, Boss Su—we usually charge clients one month’s rent. But since you’re Old Gao’s boss and, in a way, his friend, I promised him I’d only charge you half the usual fee."
Su Yang gave Wang Qiang a polite smile. "Thanks."
"Don’t mention it, Boss Su. It’s an honor to have any kind of connection with someone like you."
Su Yang chuckled lightly. "You’re too kind, Lao Wang. Take a seat—let’s see what else you’ve got."
"Sure thing!"
Wang Qiang proceeded to show Su Yang available units in two other well-regarded neighborhoods.
In the end, Su Yang settled on an 85-square-meter, two-bedroom, one-bath fully furnished apartment in a complex called Jade Lake Bay.
This particular unit was showcased in great detail, with photos of every area provided.
After reviewing several options, Su Yang found this one the most appealing.
The apartment was elegantly decorated, fully furnished, and had a cozy, slightly feminine aesthetic—perfect for a female tenant.
Su Yang nodded in approval. "Lao Wang, this one looks pretty good."
Noticing Su Yang’s satisfaction, Wang Qiang grinned. "Boss Su, you’ve got a sharp eye! This unit was renovated just two months ago—brand new, never lived in. The landlord owns multiple properties in Haicheng and specifically asked me to handle the rental. But the market’s been slow lately, so it’s been sitting vacant for over a month."
"Oh? Never been lived in? That’s a plus. What’s the monthly rent?"
"This apartment is 3,800 a month. It's a bit pricey, but personally, I think it's worth it. It's a brand-new unit in a great neighborhood, fully furnished with high-quality renovations, including floor heating—ready to move in immediately. But it does require a one-month deposit and three months' rent upfront."
"Hmm, the price isn’t an issue as long as it meets our requirements. Wang Qiang, do you have time now? Could you show us the place?"
"Of course! Mr. Su, just give me two minutes." Wang Qiang replied with a bright smile as he stood up and headed toward the counter.
Once Wang Qiang left, Xia Zhiyu bit her lip and hesitated before speaking to Su Yang. "Su Yang... this place is too expensive..."
Su Yang already knew what she was thinking and patiently explained, "Actually, it’s not bad, Zhiyu. Think about it—the location is perfect, less than a kilometer from our restaurant. The neighborhood is well-maintained, and the apartment itself is newly renovated, fully furnished, with everything included."
"At 3,800 in downtown Haicheng, this is a pretty reasonable deal."
"But... I... right now..." Xia Zhiyu stammered, her voice trailing off. What she really wanted to say was that she only had 5,000 yuan to her name—far from enough to cover the deposit and rent.
Su Yang understood perfectly. He tilted his head slightly and said, "Zhiyu, I know money’s tight for you right now. But I’m not asking you to pay—I’ll cover it for you."
Hearing this, Xia Zhiyu immediately waved her hands in protest. "No, Su Yang, you’ve already helped me so much! I can’t possibly let you pay for my rent!"
"Are we friends or not?" Su Yang’s tone shifted, deliberately stern.
Xia Zhiyu lowered her head and murmured, "Yes..."
"Then no more arguing. Let’s go see the place first. If you like it, I’ll cover a year’s rent upfront."
"Your salary is 10,000 now, but with your skills, I know you’ll earn more soon enough. Once you’re back on your feet, you can pay me back—how’s that?"
Su Yang spoke with deliberate seriousness. Of course, this was just a temporary tactic—he had no intention of ever taking her money. But given Xia Zhiyu’s stubbornness, he knew she wouldn’t accept his help otherwise.
Sure enough, after a deep breath, Xia Zhiyu finally nodded. "Alright, Su Yang... I don’t know how to thank you, but I swear I’ll pay you back someday."
Su Yang grinned. "Deal."
Just then, Wang Qiang hurried back, car keys and a briefcase in hand.
"Mr. Su, we’re ready to go."
"Great." Su Yang stood up, and Xia Zhiyu followed.
At the entrance, Wang Qiang turned to Su Yang. "Did you drive here? If not, you can ride with me—I’ll take you there."
"I drove. Just lead the way ahead."
"Got it!"
The three stepped onto the sidewalk, and Wang Qiang’s eyes widened at the sight of a sleek red Ferrari parked by the curb.
He looked surprised and said, "President Su, this... this must be your car, right?"
"Yeah, it's mine. Where's yours?"
"Uh, my car's up ahead. President Su, your ride is seriously cool!"
"Haha, it’s alright. Go get your car."
"Got it." Wang Qiang nodded and walked forward. He had already passed the car, but his eyes remained glued to the Ferrari.
"Stop staring, or you might trip~"
"Ah, right, right."
Wang Qiang grinned, turned around, and jogged over to a black Nissan Teana.
Glancing at his own car and then back at Su Yang’s, an overwhelming sense of disparity welled up inside him.
"Ah, such is fate~"
He shook his head with a bitter smile, pulled open the car door, and got in.
After starting the engine, he rolled down the window and leaned out to call back, "President Su, let’s head out."
"Alright~"
Su Yang acknowledged and watched as Wang Qiang drove the Teana out of the parking spot before slowly following behind.
......
Jade Lake Bay residential area wasn’t far, just a little over a kilometer away.
The two cars soon arrived at their destination.
As they approached the entrance, Su Yang tilted his head to take in the sight—the gate was surprisingly lavish.
A grand marble arch stood at the entrance, with the words "Jade Lake Bay" prominently displayed atop it.
The buildings inside the complex looked decent too, roughly thirty stories each, with generous spacing between them, ensuring plenty of natural light.
A security booth stood by the entrance, next to the automated gate barrier.
Wang Qiang drove up first, exchanged a few words with the guard, and the barrier lifted.
The two cars then proceeded into the neighborhood.
The complex was quite large, featuring a two-level underground parking garage and well-paved internal roads.
Wang Qiang didn’t head underground. Instead, he led Su Yang through a series of turns before stopping by the roadside next to a residential building.
He quickly got out and jogged over to Su Yang’s car, smiling. "President Su, we’re here."
"This is the one, right?" Su Yang looked up at the building beside them.
Wang Qiang nodded. "Yes, this is Block C, Unit 3. The complex is pretty big—six zones in total, each with five or six units."
"Got it." By then, Su Yang and Xia Zhiyu had also stepped out of the car.
Wang Qiang pulled out a pack of Huazi cigarettes and offered one to Su Yang. "President Su, smoke?"
"Thanks." Su Yang took it, lit up, and glanced around.
The three of them were now in Zone C. The area was quiet, with few people around. Lush green trees lined both sides of the road, and the building entrances were adorned with well-kept flower beds, giving the place a serene atmosphere.
Standing there, Su Yang could barely hear the noise of traffic from outside the complex.
Xia Zhiyu was also taking in the surroundings. Compared to where she’d lived before, this place felt like paradise.
After a few puffs, Su Yang tossed the cigarette into a nearby trash bin. "Let’s go, Old Wang. Time to check out the place."
"Sure thing, President Su. Little Xia, follow me."
......

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?"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.”

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.