Nie Qinglan got off An Yi, and shyly asked, "Boss, why haven't you contacted me for so long! I sent you so many messages, but you never saw them."
An Yi felt a headache coming on.
At this moment, Lan Ruoxi was still staring at him with pitiful eyes, looking indescribably wronged.
Nie Qinglan naturally noticed Lan Ruoxi and confidently extended her hand: "Hello."
"Hello."
Lan Ruoxi carefully shook her hand.
"Sister, what's your relationship with Boss?"
Nie Qinglan asked with a smile, though her eyes carried a hint of challenge.
"Boss?"
Lan Ruoxi looked at An Yi in surprise.
Nie Qinglan chewed her gum confidently and said, "Yes! I'm his secretary. He even had me practice putting on stockings in three seconds!"
"What secretary?"
Lan Ruoxi asked in confusion.
Nie Qinglan said bashfully, "You don't know yet, I'm working for An Yi now. He, he licked me, eloped with me, wanted to introduce me to his mother, and even messed with my bottom—"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
An Yi's face darkened as he grabbed Nie Qinglan's ear.
"Your choice of words is quite creative!"
Getting kidnapped and being kicked out of the car - how did she make it sound so suggestive!
As for the licking—
"Where exactly did he lick? Why don't you clarify that?"
"My earrings! All my earrings fell out!"
Nie Qinglan cried, as the row of earrings on her ear had been completely stripped off by An Yi.
"Good riddance! They looked inappropriate anyway!"
An Yi grabbed the earrings, ready to throw them away.
Nie Qinglan complained pitifully, "They cost over a hundred thousand!"
An Yi put them in his pocket and said sternly, "Don't dress like this again! What kind of student appearance is this!"
Nie Qinglan didn't care at all and said cheerfully, "An Yi, that's amazing, I didn't expect you to be a student at this school too, you're my senior! As expected of my boss!"
"Go report for new student registration! We'll catch up later," An Yi raised his eyebrows.
"Alright."
Nie Qinglan nodded and said while running away, "Wait for me, I'll be right back!"
"Sure, I'll wait for you."
An Yi smiled and waved at Nie Qinglan.
As soon as she was out of sight, An Yi quickly packed up his stall, preparing to leave.
"Let's go, I'll take you to your dormitory."
An Yi picked up Lan Ruoxi's luggage.
Lan Ruoxi asked in surprise, "Didn't you say you'd wait for her?"
An Yi calmly replied, "Oh, I never keep my word."
Lan Ruoxi: ...
After dropping off Lan Ruoxi's luggage, An Yi headed straight for the south gate of Donghai University.
When he arrived at the stall area, he saw Ding Renfeng and the others.
They were all bored and drowsy.
"Ahem!"
An Yi went over and cleared his throat lightly.
Ding Renfeng and the others immediately perked up: "Hello, Boss!"
The commotion startled passing students, who looked at An Yi in disbelief.
This guy who looked like a student was a gang leader?
An Yi made a downward gesture with his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.
"How are sales today?"
Hearing An Yi's question, Ding Renfeng and the others looked ashamed.
"Boss, we haven't sold a single bottle!"
The youngest member gathered his courage and said, "To sell anything, we need a strong selling point. With our unbranded products, and at such high prices, it's hard to break into the student market."
"Watch and learn, I'll teach you!" An Yi sighed helplessly, taking over the position and pulling out his megaphone out of nowhere.
"Mom, I want to buy Jade Beauty Liquid!"
"Buy it, buy the large bottles. Is two enough?"
"Yes! Thank you mom, you're the best!"
The bizarre megaphone sounds made Ding Renfeng and the others cringe, their faces turning red as they unconsciously stepped away from An Yi.
This was too embarrassing!
Two passing female students heard the sound and giggled at An Yi.
"Handsome boy, what are you selling?"
"Jade Beauty Liquid, it revitalizes your skin and keeps you forever young! Only 500 yuan!" An Yi enthusiastically promoted, showing several cute glass bottles containing grayish, mud-like liquid.
The girls' expressions immediately changed.
"Can this really be used on the face?"
An Yi smiled and said, "We offer after-sales service. You can add my contact info after buying, and we guarantee replacement if you're not satisfied."
The two girls whispered to each other for a moment.
One girl stuck out her tongue and said, "It's a bit expensive. Can you make it 400 yuan?"
An Yi frowned, then sighed, "Alright, 400 it is."
"Yay!"
The girl beamed with joy and quickly scanned the QR code.
"Remember to send me your contact info!"
"Haha, okay, but whoever wins me over has to do it on their own merit!"
The two girls whispered and giggled as they happily left.
An Yi quickly called out with the bottles, "You forgot to take your products!"
"We don't want them!"
An Yi: ...
He cleared his throat awkwardly and said to Ding Renfeng and the others, "See? This is the highest level of marketing - selling without products. Just follow my model and take it slow."
Ding Renfeng and the others were speechless.
"Is this really selling?"
"I'm too embarrassed to point out what you're really doing!"
Ding Renfeng opened his constantly buzzing phone and said with a headache, "Brother Yi, I've added too many people on my phone. I've gotten over a dozen contacts just this morning! And the business cards keep coming!"
An Yi patted his shoulder and said calmly, "You're our professional after-sales person. Didn't you see how those girls were fighting to add you?"
"But, but..."
Ding Renfeng sighed helplessly and took a puff of his cigar to calm himself.
"Watch, I'll teach you more about marketing. Make sure you learn the process!"
An Yi cleared his throat and prepared to demonstrate again.
Just as he was about to attract another young lady with his old tricks, a young man wearing an expensive gray casual suit and sunglasses appeared in front of An Yi.
"Kid, you're at the south gate again. I must say, your tricks are quite fancy! I've been playing with women all my life, but I've never been as brazen as you!"
An Yi frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm Wu Hao from Yunzhou!"
Wu Hao adjusted his tie and kicked over An Yi's stall.
"Son of a gun!"
He hated nothing more than these playboys who toyed with women!
This kid was even more arrogant than him! Not satisfied with those two gorgeous women! What a scumbag!
No money, no background! Just a shabby stall owner at a school gate!
What was there to be arrogant about except for his pretty face!
An Yi's eyes instantly turned cold, and he snapped his fingers imposingly.
Immediately, Ding Renfeng, the youngest member, and the others surrounded Wu Hao.
Wu Hao's expression changed slightly, apparently not expecting a mere stall owner to have so many subordinates!
"Butler!"
Wu Hao remained calm and called out.
The butler was a martial artist; no matter how many people there were, they would be like pumpkins to him.
An Yi pulled out an unconscious old man and said calmly, "You mean this gentleman?"
Wu Hao: ...
"He tried to sneak attack me earlier, but unfortunately his skills weren't up to par."
An Yi kept sighing.
At this point, Ding Renfeng stepped forward and grabbed Wu Hao like a chicken.
"Long Hair, what are you doing! Let me go!"
Wu Hao raged, struggling.
Ding Renfeng held Wu Hao and seriously asked, "Boss, how should we deal with him?"
An Yi put his hands in his pockets and said calmly, "What do you think, Renfeng?"
Ding Renfeng thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we hang him? People have been saying you're too soft lately!"
An Yi nodded: "That sounds good!"
Wu Hao: ...
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."
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.”
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
