“This is probably what they mean by ‘Heaven sees everything’, huh?”
Zhao Yan casually turned off the news about Sanhe Group, lay in bed, and muttered to himself.
But then he felt this guess was wrong - if Heaven really saw everything, why was he still living well?
Shouldn't he have long been cursed to death by his uncle?
After getting up and washing, Zhao Yan went to Changhong Trading.
"Good morning, Mr. Zhao." "Morning, Mr. Zhao..."
The company's management greeted him one after another.
They all looked at him with awe, knowing that he had taken care of Sanhe Group without lifting a finger.
Now this was a real heavyweight!
Zhao Yan went to the chairman's office.
"Mr. Zhao," Xu Xue hurriedly got up to greet him.
She also looked at Zhao Yan with reverence.
"Why are you all looking at me like this?" Zhao Yan felt goosebumps all over his body. What was wrong with everyone today?
Xu Xue spoke admiringly, "Sir, you dealt with Sanhe Group in Longning with thunderous force overnight. Xue really admires you."
Zhao Yan: "???"
What does this have to do with me?
"Well, just a small tactic. Hurry up and give me the garage keys," Zhao Yan smiled modestly. Although he didn't know who did it, he had to pretend it was him.
As the saying goes, if you don't know who said something, it must have been Lu Xun who said it.
And if you have to pretend something happened but don't know who did it, it must have been Zhao Yan who did it.
Xu Xue took out two keys from the cabinet, shaking her curvy body as she handed them to Zhao Yan: "Mr. Zhao~"
"Take medicine if you have a fever. Stop shaking your ass in front of me. I don't give shots for fever," Zhao Yan took the keys.
Xu Xue blinked her eyes coquettishly, "Actually, I burn even more after taking medicine."
"Damnit," Zhao Yan uttered in speechlessness.
Xu Xue shyly nodded, "That works."
"Alright!" Zhao Yan shouted, and said expressionlessly, "Do your job well. Don't mess around. What do you take me for? Am I a fiend like Chen Han who even sleeps with his own secretary? This is preposterous. You should reflect on yourself!"
With that said, he took the keys and left.
"Mr. Zhao is such a righteous gentleman," Xu Xue murmured to herself, and soon felt ashamed.
To seduce him with such means was an insult to him. How inappropriate.
Compared to him, Chairman Chen was a hypocrite.
On the other side, Zhao Yan, who had been provoked into a raging bull by Xu Xue, drove out an Audi S8 from the company garage.
This car was cheap, only a little over 2 million.
It was nothing compared to Chen Yurou's luxury sports car. He felt he was really too low-key.
But being low-key suited his personality.
Then, following the address Xu Xue gave him, he came to Villa No.8 in the Imperial Garden Villa District, a stand-alone villa with a garden in front and a swimming pool in back. It was relatively small, but still, to quote his previous words - he just liked to keep a low profile, so he would make do with living here.
"Ah, this life~ so amazing~"
Zhao Yan went to the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of wine. He sat comfortably on the sofa in the living room.
"Ka-cha~"
Just then, the sound of the door opening was heard.
Zhao Yan was startled. How could someone else have a key?
Soon after, a girl with bangs covering her eyes, dressed in a high school uniform, walked in. She looked around 17 or 18 years old. Because of the bangs covering her face, her whole face was unclear, but from her straight nose and cherry lips, one could see that her whole face must be pretty.
Seeing Zhao Yan, she was also startled for a moment before reacting awkwardly, "You... you must be Mr. Zhao, hello Mr. Zhao."
"Who are you?" Seeing the curves on her that even the oversized blue-and-white uniform couldn't hide, Zhao Yan's tone softened subconsciously.
He had four levels of gentleness towards women: A, B, C, and D. This girl was grade D.
And at least D cup!
The girl kept her head low, obviously very nervous, almost whispering, "Sister Xu hired me, I'm... I'm responsible for coming here every afternoon to clean up."
"Oh," Zhao Yan suddenly realized. No wonder the villa was so clean. Turned out Xu Xue didn't know when he would move in, so she had someone come clean it every day.
Xu Xue was really thoughtful. She was an ex-secretary after all. A secretary's job was to serve people in every possible way. To do it well showed capability.
Zhao Yan beckoned, "Come here."
The girl came forward timidly.
"Lift up your bangs," Zhao Yan said.
The girl stood there fidgeting with her clothes, hesitant.
Zhao Yan added, "You'll be working here long-term. I can't even remember what you look like, can I? Hurry and show Brother* your face."
*The original Chinese sentence sounds awkward and inappropriate in English.
The girl hesitated for a moment, then lifted her bangs with her small hand and slowly raised her head.
"Psst—"
Zhao Yan sucked in a breath of cold air. Just half her face was enough to confirm she was pretty. Seeing her whole face, he realized what "naturally beautiful without any embellishment" meant.
Her face was the size of a goose egg, and while not fair-skinned, was definitely tender enough. Her big watery eyes contained shyness, making people instinctively want to protect her.
Plus, her precociously developed figure.
She must have attracted hordes of perverts at school.
"Why cover such a pretty face with bangs?" Zhao Yan came to his senses and asked.
The girl answered weakly, "It's troublesome."
Zhao Yan immediately understood. Her working part-time meant poor family conditions, but she was so beautiful, she must have been pestered a lot at school.
"What's your name?"
"Ling Keke."
"Keke, I'm hiring you long-term. Aside from coming here to clean in the afternoon, you'll also do my laundry and cooking. I'll pay you more!"
Zhao Yan could swear to his uncle that he had no dirty thoughts about this innocent girl.
After all, relations between men and women, how could that be dirty?
It was for the continuation of mankind!
Thinking this, wasn't Zhao Yan so great?
"Thank you Mr. Zhao, thank you! I will work hard, I absolutely won't slack off."
Ling Keke looked at Zhao Yan with pleasant surprise. She had been worried that with the owner's return, she might lose this job and have to find a new one. She didn't expect a raise now. Since young, she was not afraid of hard work, as long as she could earn more money.
Zhao Yan was about to chat with her more to get to know her better, but got a call from Meng Hao to meet and discuss Olympics-related matters.
"Work hard, I have to go first. Clean up and buy some groceries. I'll test your cooking skills tonight."
Zhao Yan glanced at Ling Keke bent over wiping the table, and casually left a few hundred dollars.
"Have a good day Mr. Zhao." Ling Keke bowed as Zhao Yan headed out.
As he left, Zhao Yan looked back at Ling Keke's trembling figure wiping the table: "Barely in high school three yet developed like that, too harsh."
Then he drove to meet Meng Hao at the school. Only upon arriving did he realize the attendees included not only Meng Hao, but also Olympic staff.
They called him to confirm which events he was registering for, as the final participant roster had to be submitted.
"I don't really know this stuff. Just sign me up for everything without schedule conflicts," Zhao Yan breezily said, shocking everyone present.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
