The staff in the office all wanted to ask Lin Xuan if Jiang Yutong was pursuing him.
Seeing Lin Xuan's tightly furrowed brows, they felt it would be better not to ask.
Lin Xuan continued to answer the staff's questions, and just like that, another half an hour passed.
Another staff member walked in.
This time, just like the previous staff member, he was holding a bouquet of roses and a gift bag in his hands.
The staff of Tianmu Group: !!!
Here we go again!!!
Lin Xuan's brow twitched. "This was sent by Jiang Yutong, right?"
"Boss, how did you know?" the staff member asked in slight surprise.
Lin Xuan didn't answer. Instead, he said, "Go and send all of this back to the address I sent you."
The staff member frowned and asked, "Boss, aren't you even going to look at what's inside this gift bag?"
"No need. Just send it back," Lin Xuan said.
"Yes, sir."
The staff member really wanted to know what was inside the bag.
Since Lin Xuan wasn't going to look, and it wouldn't be appropriate for him to open it himself, he only knew that it contained some kind of jade jewelry, which was extremely expensive.
The staff member could only follow Lin Xuan's orders and leave with the items.
A short while later.
Yet another staff member came in holding things.
As soon as Lin Xuan saw the roses and the gift bag, he knew this was Jiang Yutong's handiwork again.
Jiang Yutong was really being endlessly persistent, wasn't she?
Jiang Yutong was probably thinking of using this method to get him to acknowledge them.
With Jiang Yutong's personality, she couldn't possibly have come up with such a method. Just who gave her such a wicked suggestion?
"Achoo."
Lei Hui rubbed his nose.
Who was cursing him?
"Boss." The staff member had barely said the word when Lin Xuan interrupted, "Send it back. Ask Chen Sheng for the address."
"Okay, Boss." The staff member left.
The other employees didn't disturb Lin Xuan throughout the whole process; they only watched him with gossipy eyes.
Lin Xuan took a deep breath and called Lei Hui. "Come in here for a moment."
Lei Hui quickly appeared in the office. He asked respectfully, "Boss, what are your orders?"
Lin Xuan said, "Instruct all the employees in the company to reject anything sent by Jiang Yutong."
"Not just that."
Worried that Jiang Yutong might send things under someone else's name, Lin Xuan added, "Return everything sent by anyone back to where it came from."
"Understood."
Lei Hui nodded.
He looked at the roses and gifts and shook his head.
It seemed that President Jiang had changed her strategy in order to get the boss to acknowledge her.
No.
President Jiang must have listened to his suggestion to do this.
Lei Hui smiled beamingly.
That's right, the Fufu Stabbed Me who offered advice to Jiang Yutong was none other than him. He had a relative, a very, very young and handsome lad, who used this screen name.
As an old man, he didn't know what screen name to choose, so he just borrowed his relative's.
After seeing the post made by TongTongTongTongTong, he had a strong feeling that the protagonist of the thread was his boss, and the screen name TongTongTongTongTong happened to be the last character of President Jiang's name.
So, he replied to her.
He could tell that Jiang Yutong was genuinely good to the boss, and deep down, the boss actually wanted to be close to the Jiang family too.
Acknowledging the Jiang family would not only give the boss another backer but also allow him to experience true family affection. He felt it was a pretty good thing.
If he guessed wrong and this person wasn't President Jiang, there would be no harm done to him. But if it was President Jiang, then he would hit the jackpot. Not only would he get the one million bonus, but he could also facilitate the reunion between President Jiang and Young Master Lin.
Now, looking at President Jiang's style of doing things, that person should indeed be President Jiang.
Things like being good to the boss or even saving the boss's life weren't as effective as pestering him.
As long as President Jiang could persist, he believed it wouldn't be long before the boss agreed to acknowledge his family.
Now, he just needed to wait for that one million to easily land in his account.
Seeing the smile on Lei Hui's face, Lin Xuan furrowed his brows and asked in confusion, "Uncle Lei, what are you smiling at?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly thought of something about my daughter," Lei Hui casually made up a lie to brush Lin Xuan off.
It was his doing that Jiang Yutong was acting like this toward the boss. He absolutely couldn't let the boss know about this, or he would be doomed.
"Boss, I'll go arrange for people to reject President Jiang's gifts now."
After leaving the office, Lei Hui obediently followed Lin Xuan's instructions.
With Lin Xuan's orders passed down.
No one sent anything over anymore.
It was finally peaceful, and Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
He rubbed the space between his brows.
He wondered if Jiang Yutong would keep pestering him like this.
At the entrance of the Tianmu Group building.
Another young girl delivering a gift was stopped outside.
The young girl looked a bit anxious.
"You dare to reject President Su's gift? Aren't you worried that President Su will blame you?"
She had told them many times, but they still kept her out.
The security guard, with a serious face, spoke righteously, "These are the boss's orders. We are to reject gifts from anyone. Even if President Su came herself, it wouldn't make a difference."
The young girl had no choice but to leave for now.
The Tianmu Group security guards watched the young girl's retreating figure and shook their heads, saying, "The Second Miss of the Jiang family's people actually tried to impersonate President Su to send a gift to our boss. Do they really think we're stupid?"
"Exactly. Roses and a gift box. When impersonating someone else, they didn't even bother to change the type of gifts. Only a fool wouldn't be able to tell that these things were sent by the same person."
"Right, right, right. If she had changed the gifts and then said she was sent by President Su, we would have let her in."
"This President Jiang is really crazy, and she has deep pockets too. She's sending all these valuable things to the boss as if they cost nothing. But no matter how infatuated she is, it's useless, because the boss's heart has always been with President Su."
They shook their heads in pity.
What a pity that this wasn't a society where a man could have three wives and four concubines.
Moreover, with President Su's domineering personality, she couldn't possibly allow the boss to interact with other women.
Otherwise, how great would it be if he could just take in Jiang Yutong and the other women who were obsessed with him.
In the office, Lin Xuan's temples throbbed wildly a few times.
Why was this bad premonition getting stronger and stronger?
He couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to happen.
Su Corporation.
An assistant walked into the CEO's office.
Su Hua was still looking down, dealing with documents. Hearing the footsteps, she took a moment to look up before returning her gaze to the documents.
"Did Ah Xuan accept those things?" A touch of gentleness flashed across Su Hua's eyes.
Today, while inspecting a shopping mall, she saw a pair of diamond rings that were very suitable for her and Ah Xuan. In particular, they were unique in the world and represented true love.
So she bought them.
Upon learning that Ah Xuan was at the Tianmu Group, she immediately sent the rings over, along with a bouquet of roses.
The netizens online said that roses were very appropriate to give to a beloved person.

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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.”

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?"