Lin Xuan stepped out of the office, heading to the lounge area for a refreshing soda.
In the scorching summer heat, nothing beat the exhilarating feeling of gulping down an ice-cold fizzy drink.
As soon as he walked out, he spotted a man whose skin had been darkened by the sun.
Lin Xuan froze.
He had no idea Su Corporation had someone this tanned.
Was he a newly hired foreigner?
An African? Not quite—this man wasn’t as dark as someone from Africa.
Still, something about him felt oddly familiar, as if Lin Xuan had seen him somewhere before.
Especially that smirk—it carried the same slyness as the grin Lei Hui wore whenever he handed Lin Xuan paperwork.
Lin Xuan couldn’t help but rub his arms, feeling a strange unease.
“Why are you staring at me like that? Need something?”
The man’s gaze made Lin Xuan’s skin crawl.
“Young Master Lin.”
Shao Xingfan greeted him with a bright, toothy smile that starkly contrasted his sun-darkened complexion.
Lin Xuan: “!!!”
That voice—!
“Holy crap!” Lin Xuan jumped in shock. “You’re Shao Xingfan?”
“Yes.” Shao Xingfan nodded.
Lin Xuan frowned. “How did you get so tan?”
At this, Shao Xingfan’s face twisted into a pout.
Ever since returning to Su Corporation from Tianmu Group, he had missed his time there dearly.
First, Tianmu Group was pioneering in game development.
Second, their computer technology was cutting-edge.
Working there had given him a sense of accomplishment.
But most importantly—Young Master Lin’s computer skills were unmatched.
Whenever Shao Xingfan hit a roadblock, he could always turn to Lin Xuan for help. During his temporary assignment at Tianmu Group, he had learned so much.
Though Lin Xuan occasionally visited Su Corporation, Boss Su monopolized his time, leaving Shao Xingfan no chance to ask for help.
So, he pleaded with Boss Su to transfer him back to Tianmu Group.
Instead, Boss Su sent him to Africa—to haul bricks under the blazing sun.
After months of labor, was it any surprise he had turned this dark?
“I made a mistake and got sent to Africa,” Shao Xingfan mumbled dejectedly.
“Ah, I see.” Lin Xuan nodded.
Shao Xingfan perked up. “Young Master Lin, do you have a moment?”
Lin Xuan: “…”
Could he say no?
But Shao Xingfan’s questions were work-related, and solving them would benefit Su Corporation.
Fine. Hua was still napping anyway, and he had nothing better to do.
“I’ve got time,” Lin Xuan agreed.
Shao Xingfan beamed. “Then please come to my office!”
His enthusiasm was overwhelming.
Once, he had scoffed at Lin Xuan, believing him unworthy of Boss Su.
Now, he was practically a devoted fanboy.
He’d gladly tie Young Master Lin and Boss Su together—forever.
If they ever broke up, who would solve his computer problems?
Lin Xuan sat at Shao Xingfan’s desk, where the computer was already on.
“Young Master Lin, just a second.”
Shao Xingfan clicked rapidly, pulling up a screen filled with lines of unresolved technical issues.
Lin Xuan’s jaw dropped.
“This many?”
He suddenly regretted agreeing.
Shao Xingfan coughed. “I’ve been saving these up for months. Of course there’s a lot.”
“Young Master Lin, I appreciate your help. Let me give you a shoulder massage while you work.”
Lin Xuan pinched the bridge of his nose. “No need. Just get me an iced cola.”
“Right away!”
Shao Xingfan hurried out.
Lin Xuan sighed and resignedly began typing, his fingers flying across the keyboard at lightning speed.
Outside, Shao Xingfan bumped into Jiang Qing.
Even though she knew about his drastic tan, she still paused in surprise.
Guilt gnawed at her.
She had been the one to suggest he ask Boss Su for a transfer to Tianmu Group—knowing full well it would backfire. Yet, he remained oblivious to her mischief.
Shao Xingfan greeted her warmly. “Secretary Jiang, good afternoon.”
“Mm.”
Jiang Qing avoided his gaze, too ashamed to meet his eyes.
“Have you had lunch yet?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“I thought you might still be working. Boss Su is such a workaholic—her poor secretary suffers alongside her.”
“It’s fine,” Jiang Qing deflected. “Assistant Shao, where are you headed?”
“Oh, Young Master Lin is helping me with some computer issues. I’m fetching him a cola.”
Jiang Qing checked the time—1 PM.
Since Lin Xuan wasn’t with Boss Su, she must be napping.
And if Boss Su woke up to find him gone…
This time, Jiang Qing didn’t tease him.
“Assistant Shao, Boss Su will want Young Master Lin back by 1:40. Make sure he returns by then.”
“Got it.” Shao Xingfan nodded. “I’ll get that cola now.”
He soon returned, handing Lin Xuan the drink with a grin.
“Young Master Lin, your cola.”
Lin Xuan sighed. “Assistant Shao, you really don’t need to smile at me like that.”
Every time he did, it sent chills down Lin Xuan’s spine.
“Of course, Young Master Lin!” Shao Xingfan flashed his pearly whites—now the only bright spots on his sun-baked body.
Lin Xuan stared at his goofy expression.
“…Never mind.”
He refocused on the screen, his fingers dancing across the keyboard in a blur.
Shao Xingfan watched in awe.
Young Master Lin was a true computer genius—unbelievably skilled.
How had he ever thought Lin Xuan was a slacker? If Lin Xuan was unaccomplished, then no one in the world could claim to be.
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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!
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
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.”
