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."
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
