In the general manager's office of Zhenhua Beauty:
"Xiaoli, you must have seen Zhenhua's moves by now. Rest assured, Caiying will go bankrupt within a month at most!"
Huang Yuan stood by the window, looking at the steady stream of people passing by the cosmetics shop on the corner. He held a phone in his hand, "reporting" to Song Xiaoli.
After seeing Zhenhua's advertisement today, Song Xiaoli felt relieved. She wanted Caiying to go bankrupt more than anyone, not because she harbored ill will towards the company, but because she was dissatisfied with Gu Chenan personally. She didn't want Gu Chenan to have such smooth sailing, at least not better than her own situation.
"Thank you," Song Xiaoli said gratefully.
"Hey," Huang Yuan took a puff of his cigarette and laughed, "No need to thank me. As your boyfriend, of course I have to stand up for you and teach that Gu Chenan a lesson for daring to speak rudely to you!"
"Mm." Song Xiaoli nodded, then after a pause said, "Come to my place early after work tonight."
"Is something up?" Huang Yuan asked.
"Nothing much," Song Xiaoli hesitated before saying, "I just bought a very sexy piece of lingerie."
Hearing this, Huang Yuan's eyebrows shot up. "Alright, wash up and wait for me tonight!"
"You're terrible," Song Xiaoli cooed softly before hanging up the phone.
Huang Yuan turned back, a smug and lecherous smile on his face.
"Mr. Huang."
Just then, Sun Wei walked into the office.
Huang Yuan immediately wiped the lewd expression off his face. "Ah, Deputy Manager Sun, you're here."
Sun Wei nodded, pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down. "I just took a quick tour of several beauty stores outside. I have to say our plan is very successful. After our Zhenhua face masks hit the market, Caiying's face masks almost instantly fell into a state of sluggish sales."
"Out of ten people, only one or two will choose Caiying, while the remaining eight or nine will choose our Zhenhua products!"
"Excellent!"
Huang Yuan patted his thigh gleefully, his eyes narrowing involuntarily.
"Any movement from Caiying?" he asked.
Sun Wei sneered, "According to my former colleagues at Caiying, that Su CEO also took people to shoot a commercial. However, Caiying's cash flow is already not good, so they can only afford to hire some unknown small-time models to shoot. The impact won't be anywhere near our level."
Stretching lazily, Sun Wei continued with a confident air, "It's just picking up other people's leftovers, nothing to worry about."
"When Caiying announces bankruptcy, I'll definitely treat you to a meal in my personal capacity!" Huang Yuan said with a smile.
Sun Wei grinned, "Sounds good!"
...
Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, two days had gone by.
During these two days, Zhenhua's face masks continued to sell at an extremely fast rate, while Caiying once again took a back seat.
Apart from a small number of people who were amazed by the effects of Caiying's face masks, most people still chose Zhenhua's products.
As a result, Huang Yuan and Sun Wei were quite smug and confident.
Not only did they believe that even if Caiying's commercial was actually produced, it wouldn't have much effect, they had even celebrated Caiying's impending bankruptcy in advance.
But as everyone knows, celebrating halfway through usually doesn't end well.
Meanwhile, in Su Qianmo's office.
Gu Chenan, sitting on the sofa, suddenly brightened up, his entire demeanor becoming instantly excited.
That dawdling System of his had finally resolved the identity issue for the female protagonists!
Not only had it solved the problem for Su Qianmo and Liu Mingrui, but it had even taken care of the identities of those female leads who hadn't arrived yet!
Although he wasn't clear on the exact mechanism, the System had said that the identities of several female protagonists had been entered into official records. Not only could they be verified, but they were also authentic!
"Qianmo, Mingrui."
"What is it?"
Both female leads turned their gaze towards Gu Chenan.
Gu Chenan took out their ID cards from the System and waved them in front of them. "From now on, you're no longer undocumented residents."
"Really?"
Su Qianmo's beautiful eyes lit up, and she quickly came to Gu Chenan's side to take the ID card and examine it carefully.
Gu Chenan smiled and said, "The only drawback is that your registered addresses are all the same, which is our villa."
"That's fine," Su Qianmo squinted her eyes in a smile, looking like peach blossoms in March, "As long as we're not undocumented!"
"Ms. Su, the finished commercial is ready. I've already sent it to those media outlets."
Just then, Zhang Hao, the marketing department manager, pushed open the door and entered.
Su Qianmo's brows immediately furrowed, her expression turning cold as she turned her head, "Don't you know how to knock?"
Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment. When he first pushed open the door, he had caught a glimpse of Su Qianmo smiling at Gu Chenan!
And it was such a gentle smile!
Based on his interactions with Su Qianmo over the past few days, Zhang Hao thought he had a good understanding of this CEO's personality.
— Cold and aloof as an iceberg!
But who would have thought that this ice-cold CEO would smile so warmly at someone else?
Was this really the same Ms. Su?
However, he didn't have time to ponder this now, and quickly apologized to Su Qianmo, "I'm sorry, Ms. Su. That was presumptuous of me."
Su Qianmo nodded, her expression showing no emotional fluctuation as she said, "The commercial will be broadcast today, right?"
"Yes, Ms. Su," Zhang Hao's attitude became much more respectful.
"I see. You may go now," Su Qianmo waved her hand and added, "Remember to knock before entering my office in the future."
"Yes, Ms. Su. I'll certainly be mindful of that in the future."
Zhang Hao nodded, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards Gu Chenan, who was chatting and laughing with Liu Mingrui.
He immediately felt annoyed.
This talent agent who ignored me earlier in the photo studio is one thing, but now that the commercial is done, what is he still doing in Ms. Su's office?
Come to think of it, it's strange. How could Ms. Su smile so gently at a mere talent agent, while being so cold to me, a manager at Caiying?
Carrying these questions, Zhang Hao left the office.
As soon as he left, Su Qianmo went to the rest area, turned on the TV in front of her, and sat down next to Gu Chenan.
"Is the commercial out?" Gu Chenan asked.
"Mm, it'll be broadcast soon."
At this moment, Liu Mingrui had one arm linked with Gu Chenan's, her head resting on his shoulder.
Seeing this, Su Qianmo immediately raised an eyebrow, also linking her arm with Gu Chenan's other arm and resting her head on his shoulder as well.
If Zhang Hao had seen this scene just now, his jaw would have likely dropped to the floor in shock.
Or rather, anyone who saw this scene would react the same way.
Currently, everyone in Caiying believed that the person who bought Caiying was Su Qianmo, and Su Qianmo's actions were swift and decisive, completely fitting the image of a powerful businesswoman.
Meanwhile, not many people in Caiying knew Gu Chenan, and even fewer would think that he was actually the behind-the-scenes boss of Caiying.
Feeling the soft warmth on both his shoulders, Gu Chenan immediately frowned.
He looked left and right, his heart skipping a beat.
Oh no, this familiar feeling...
Could it be that these two female leads are going to compete for his affection and be jealous of each other, just like in the novel world?

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

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.

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.”