In Zhou Yi's super topic, someone posted a screenshot of a job posting.
"Is the boss of this Huanyu Company the same Zhou Yi from the trending searches?"
Replies flooded in immediately.
"Looks like it—isn't the HR's avatar in the job posting the woman from the Rolls-Royce photo?"
"Holy crap... so he really is the CEO!?"
"Those who said he relied on his parents must be eating their words now."
"Laughing my ass off. Even in death, some people’s mouths stay stubborn. Is it really that hard to admit someone’s talented?"
"Wait, is no one paying attention to the job posting itself!? I’ve never seen a company with benefits this good!"
A recruitment post on a job platform sparked heated discussions among netizens.
At first, the debate had nothing to do with Zhou Yi.
What caught everyone’s attention were the company’s benefits.
Beyond offering salaries above the industry average, the jaw-dropping details included:
- 9-to-5 work hours
- Three-hour lunch breaks
- Full social security and housing fund
- Overtime pay at 100 yuan per hour
- 2000 yuan monthly transportation and housing subsidies
Jiang Ruolan’s recruitment post was so generous that people suspected it was a scam to lure victims into organ harvesting in Myanmar.
Otherwise, why would any company treat employees this well?
Netizens erupted into debate:
"Fake at first glance. Lure you in first, then force you into telecom fraud in some high-rise."
"Or maybe it’s a Myanmar scam operation."
"Or organ harvesting in Myanmar."
"China’s public security isn’t that bad—no way a scam this blatant would fly."
"I’m so tempted. Real or not, I’m applying! What if it’s legit?"
"People like you are why insurance scammers will thrive in your old age."
"Why can’t we believe it? Not all bosses are heartless capitalists."
"Believing in a boss with these benefits is like believing I’m the U.S. president. Ask yourself: Are you even worth it?"
Most found the offer too good to be true.
Jiang Ruolan intentionally set high salaries to attract talent.
After all, people only jump ship for better conditions.
The post quickly drew resumes, and interviews were scheduled for the next day.
But before then, it went viral.
Jiang Ruolan saw this as free publicity—more applicants would pour in.
No matter how wild the rumors got, she stayed calm. The offer was real.
The twist?
Just as Zhou Yi’s reputation was split down the middle online, the job post dropped.
Netizens recognized Jiang Ruolan’s avatar from the Rolls-Royce photo, confirming Zhou Yi as Huanyu’s legal representative.
Meaning: He really was the CEO.
The hate train screeched to a halt.
How could they keep bashing him now?
Whether he had family backing or not, he’d built his own company.
And who wouldn’t want those benefits?
As the outrage faded, explanations emerged:
"I interviewed there. Zhou Yi’s the boss—insanely hot and pays well. But it’s a startup, so I chickened out."
"Listen up, folks! The woman in the photo is an A University alum—top-tier education, worked at XX Group. If she’s involved, it’s legit!"
"Damn, an A University beauty and genius? And people called her a sugar baby? Disgusting."
"Some haters lose all logic. Ruolan was my classmate. If she posted this, it’s real. Brb, sending my resume."
"Huanyu scheduled me for tomorrow! We’ll know the truth when contracts come out."
Jiang Ruolan had been a scholarship magnet, well-known at A University.
When she trended, her peers rallied behind her, furious at the rumors.
Friends messaged support, but she brushed it off—she’d prove Huanyu’s worth.
Applicants flooded in after she confirmed the post’s legitimacy.
Interviews were booked solid for the week.
By the time others tried applying, the listing had closed.
"NOOOO! Why’d y’all apply secretly after saying you wouldn’t!?"
"Scholars say ‘I didn’t study’ and you believe them? Half the interviewees are A University elites. Don’t even try."
"So Jiang Ruolan’s a big deal, huh? That kind of pull?"
"Which means Zhou Yi must be impressive too—why else would she work for him?"
"Made the interview list! I’ll spill the tea after onboarding."
"STOP! My heart can’t take this. If it’s real, I’m camping outside Huanyu with a sleeping bag."
Meanwhile, Zhou Yi remained unshaken on campus.
Unbothered by hate, indifferent to praise—like the chaos didn’t touch him.
And to his peers?
He got even hotter.
Rich but low-key: eats cafeteria food, wears simple shirts, zero flashy accessories.
Unlike those who flaunt wealth, no one knew he was loaded until the donation and Rolls-Royce photo leaked.
Even after trending, he stayed grounded.
That unflappable calm? Legendary.
Oh, and he quietly qualified for the provincial math modeling contest—returned to class like nothing happened.
The provincial contest is this Friday. Can Zhou Yi shock everyone again?
Will he advance to nationals—or even the U.S. international finals?
Is his company truly that good?
Where’d his money come from?
Who are his parents?
Mysteries swirl around Zhou Yi, unanswered despite endless super topic threads.
When truth finally surfaces?
Zhou Yi: "Do not disturb. I’m already the nation’s husband."
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.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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.
