After graduating with a master's degree, Ren Qian rejected all the offers from investment banks and consulting firms.
She only submitted one resume.
Lu Corporation, President's Office, Administrative Specialist.
It was a position completely mismatched with her qualifications and abilities.
But, it was the position closest to Lu Chenyuan.
On the day of the interview, the final interviewer was Lu Chenyuan himself.
He sat at the head of the long table, with an unobstructed view of the Jingzhou CBD skyline behind him.
He wore an impeccably tailored suit, his expression detached.
Compared to his university days, the melancholy about him seemed to have deepened.
"Why did you choose Lu Corporation?"
He asked.
It was a formulaic question.
"Because it offers the best platform and the greatest challenges."
Ren Qian replied, giving a standard answer.
He looked at her for a long time, so long that Ren Qian thought she would be rejected.
"Your office will be in the outer area."
Lu Chenyuan finally said.
"Start the onboarding process tomorrow."
Ren Qian walked out of the Lu Corporation headquarters building.
The sunlight was glaring.
She tilted her head back, looking up at this financial empire skyscraper that pierced the clouds.
Ren Qian smiled.
She knew her pursuit had begun.
The work of an Administrative Specialist was tedious and monotonous.
Organizing documents, scheduling meetings, booking flights and hotels.
Any ordinary undergraduate could handle it.
Yet Ren Qian performed her duties as if executing a project worth billions.
For every document, she would re-file it according to the strictest archival management standards.
For every meeting, she would prepare in advance all the background materials any attendee might need.
For every business trip, she would plan at least three alternative itineraries to handle all contingencies.
Her excellence, like a diamond hidden in the sand, quickly began to shine.
What surprised Ren Qian was that her junior from university, Lin Yuan, had actually joined Lu Corporation a year earlier than her.
He was already Lu Chenyuan's special-grade assistant.
He still had that same quiet, reticent demeanor from university.
But his work was even more steady and seasoned.
"Senior."
Lin Yuan still preferred to address her that way.
"President Lu wants you to organize this merger proposal for the South American market."
He handed over a thick stack of disorganized materials.
Reports from different departments, each with a wildly different style.
Data, with inconsistent metrics.
Even some crucial pages were in the wrong order.
It was a hot potato.
Also, a deliberate test.
Ren Qian glanced at the blurred figure sitting behind the frosted glass door.
She said nothing, simply took the files.
She used only three hours.
A brand new proposal, with clear logic, unified formatting, and accompanied by a summary of cross-verified core data, was placed on Lin Yuan's desk.
Lin Yuan looked at the report.
Behind his glasses, a flicker of unsurprised admiration passed through his eyes.
He took the report and walked into the president's office.
A long time passed before he came out.
"President Lu wants you to go in."
Ren Qian walked into that office she had gazed at countless times.
Lu Chenyuan was standing before the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
In his hand was the report she had organized.
"Did you prepare this summary?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Why did you place the risk assessment in the first section?"
"Because, for a mature capital market, we are the latecomers."
Ren Qian said, neither subservient nor arrogant.
"Our greatest risk isn't the rate of return, but uncertainty. Prioritizing the clarification of risk boundaries is more important than calculating illusory profits."
Lu Chenyuan turned around.
He looked at her, his eyes holding a long-absent appreciation, like that of finding a worthy opponent.
"From today, you are a Level One Administrative Supervisor."
He said.
"You will be responsible for all my meetings and itinerary arrangements."
Ren Qian's face remained calm, though inwardly she seemed somewhat pleased.
She knew she had taken a step closer to that moonlight.
...
Becoming a Level One Administrative Supervisor meant Ren Qian caught glimpses of more of Lu Chenyuan's reality.
She saw the huge cracks beneath the glossy surface of the Lu Corporation ship.
Lu Chenyuan's three uncles, Lu Mingshi, Lu Mingde, and Lu Minggong, were all directors of the group.
They were mediocre in ability, yet insatiably greedy.
They would come to the president's office almost every week, staging a full-blown confrontation.
"Chenyuan! Why isn't the contract for that land in the west going to my company?"
Lu Mingshi slammed a document heavily onto the desk.
"My bid was two percentage points lower than anyone else's!"
"Second Uncle." Lu Chenyuan's voice was calm.
"Your construction company had serious quality issues on three projects last year. Lu Corporation's reputation cannot be used for your trial and error."
"What kind of talk is that!"
Lu Mingshi pounded the table, his face flushing red.
"You don't trust your own family! This month, I'll have the old master judge who's right!"
Ren Qian stood in the corner of the office, her heart in knots.
She looked at Lu Chenyuan.
He simply sat there quietly.
Letting his second uncle throw his tantrum.
There was no anger on his face, only a profound, bottomless weariness.
Like a king besieged in a lone city.
Once again, Ren Qian felt so clearly the "weight of his solitude."
She wished she could rush forward and shield him from all this.
But she couldn't.
She could only wait until those people finally left, cursing and grumbling.
Then quietly walk in.
To replace his coffee with a fresh cup at the perfect temperature.
"President Lu."
"Hmm."
He leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, massaging his temples.
That moment of vulnerability broke Ren Qian's heart.
She felt she had to become stronger.
Strong enough to build a firewall for him.
...
Apart from the family infighting, another name frequently appeared in Lu Chenyuan's life.
Lu Qianqian.
That sister, spoiled rotten by the entire Lu family.
Her calls always came at the most inopportune times.
"Big Brother! My black card is maxed out again!"
"Big Brother! I saw a bag I want, only three limited editions in the world, get it for me!"
"Big Brother! I don't care, I want to drive that new Aston Martin to the party tonight!"
Every time, Lu Chenyuan's tone was one of helplessness, tinged with a suppressed indulgence.
"Qianqian, stop making a fuss."
"I'm in a meeting."
"If you need more money, I'll have Lin Yuan transfer it to you."
At first, Ren Qian simply thought this Lu Qianqian was truly spoiled.
Until one incident occurred.
It was a very important cross-border video conference.
Lu Chenyuan was outlining the strategic plan for the next three years.
Lu Qianqian's call came again.
Lu Chenyuan frowned and hung up.
The phone rang again.
He hung up again.
When it rang for the third time, he muted it and paid no further attention.
The meeting was a success.
After it ended, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Chenyuan picked up his phone.
There were over twenty missed calls from Lu Qianqian.
And one message from the butler.
"Young Master, the young miss has locked herself in her room and refuses to eat."
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.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
