Shen Yuan strolled over to his own company.
Just then...
"President Shen!"
"You've finally appeared!"
A delicate yet stubborn voice rang out.
Shen Yuan turned his head, his face twitching.
"Liu Ruyan, you're like a lingering ghost!"
"Can you stop being so fickle?"
"Weren't you pestering Chu Yang?"
Shen Yuan said speechlessly, "Why are you back to harassing me again?"
"President Shen!"
Liu Ruyan's face was full of determination. "My heart is yours! But my soul belongs to Chu Yang!"
Shen Yuan: "..."
Bodyguards: "..."
"Ruyan, Ruyan, why did you run off here again?"
A breathless voice came, and everyone turned to look.
They saw Song Mian standing at the door, panting heavily, his hair a mess and his eyes bloodshot.
"Shen Yuan!"
Song Mian gritted his teeth. "How much longer are you going to torment Ruyan?"
Shen Yuan grinned, his smile looking quite tragic.
I want to kill someone, really, I want to kill someone!
"Beat them up for me!"
Shen Yuan pointed a finger.
The bodyguards swarmed forward...
Liu Ruyan and Song Mian were pinned to the ground.
In the chaos...
One bodyguard silently backed out.
Then, from his belt, he pulled out a keychain.
Attached to it was a small apple-peeling knife.
Bodyguard: "Hehehe~"
He charged back in.
In the midst of the scuffle, he shoved the small knife into Liu Ruyan's hand.
Another bodyguard followed suit, shoving a telescopic baton into Song Mian's hand!
And then...
Howling and shouting...
The group of them fought until the dust flew.
Shen Yuan's eyes widened.
Damn!
Did my bodyguards study law or something?
They even know about mutual combat!
Liu Ruyan holding a knife, Song Mian holding a baton...
Excellent!
This way, it counts as a mutual brawl!
The legal responsibility will be minimized!
Shen Yuan silently gave a thumbs up, sighing in his heart.
Sure enough, even though I've become the richest man, deep down I still don't know how to use my money!
Capital is my greatest power!
"I'm going to sue you!"
After a while, Song Mian pointed a trembling finger at Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan looked down. "Take a look at what's in your hand before you speak!"
"Do you understand what mutual combat is?"
"Throw him out!"
Shen Yuan walked towards the company building.
Song Mian stared blankly at the baton in his hand, his face turning green with fear.
When did I get a stick?
This...
I was already no match for the Shen family, and now I don't even have the law on my side...
Oh, Ruyan!
I failed to protect you!
Shen Yuan entered the company. Feeling utterly bored, he went straight to the CEO's office and gave Special Assistant Lin a call.
Special Assistant Lin came trotting over eagerly. "Oh, President Shen, what brings you to the company today?"
"Just came to hang out!"
Shen Yuan smiled, looking at Special Assistant Lin's hand with some hesitation. "What's that you're holding?"
"Oh, this? A little snack, osmanthus cake!"
Special Assistant Lin hurriedly placed the osmanthus cake on Shen Yuan's desk, casually grabbing a piece for himself and eating it.
"Oh ho, hey, not bad, it's pretty good!"
Shen Yuan picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and popped it into his mouth. "You have pretty good taste!"
"Huh!?"
Special Assistant Lin looked bewildered. "President Shen, this is your favorite snack!"
Shen Yuan: "????"
When did I ever say I liked this?
Could you not ruin my reputation out of thin air?
"President Shen, you said you liked it, but when you didn't show up, I asked you about it, and you told me I could just eat it!"
Special Assistant Lin explained.
Shen Yuan scratched his head. "Seems like that did happen, but..."
"You didn't buy this stuff?"
Shen Yuan looked up abruptly. For some reason, a sudden chill welled up in his heart.
It felt like...
He was about to get dragged into some baffling, bizarre plotline again.
"I didn't buy it!"
Special Assistant Lin said, "It was that..."
"Maybe the Matchmaker went offline and love is now managed by the God of Wealth..." Shen Yuan's phone rang.
An unknown number.
Shen Yuan immediately hung up. "Who was it?"
Special Assistant Lin said, "It's that..."
The phone rang again.
Shen Yuan hung up again. "Keep talking!"
"It's that spon..."
Just as Special Assistant Lin started speaking, the phone rang once more.
Shen Yuan was speechless. He picked up the phone. "Scammers these days sure are relentless!"
"Forget it, Special Assistant Lin, turn on my computer and find some sound effects of guns and ammo..."
"In a minute, I'm going to scare the life out of this scammer."
Shen Yuan smirked and answered the call. "Moshi moshi, who might you be?"
"Shen Yuan, give me five hundred thousand!"
A weak female voice came through. "I promise I'll pay you back later!"
"Has your head been bumped or something?"
Shen Yuan was still acting, his accent sounding quite genuine.
"Shen Yuan, I need money!"
The female voice spoke again. "I'm being serious with you!"
"Boring!"
"You won't even play along with my act..."
"Why should I lend it to you?"
"Not lending!"
Shen Yuan said grumpily.
"Shen Yuan, you have no heart!"
The girl on the other end let out a heart-wrenching wail of complaint.
"Brain dead!"
Shen Yuan hung up the phone directly.
Although a mere five hundred thousand was less than a feather to him, but...
Why should I!?
Do I even know you?
Scammers these days really play wild games.
"Uh..."
Special Assistant Lin looked at the computer. "I just found the gunshot sound effects, President Shen, do you not need them anymore?"
"I already hung up, what do I need sound effects for?"
Shen Yuan waved his hand speechlessly. "Right, where were we?"
Special Assistant Lin looked blank. "Wait a moment, let me think!"
"Oh, I remember now!"
"The cake!"
Special Assistant Lin slapped his forehead. "President Shen, this is from back when you first started college... you donated a hundred million to the school!"
"It was used to establish a financial aid fund, specifically to sponsor students with good grades but who desperately needed grants."
Special Assistant Lin explained.
Shen Yuan suddenly sat up straight.
The absurd web novel tropes flooded his mind, enveloping every single one of his brain cells.
His body began to tremble...
The female lead sponsors a poor male student, the poor male student falls for her, and they get together!
The female lead sponsors a poor female student, the poor female student falls for her partner, and becomes the other woman!
The male lead sponsors a poor male student, the poor male student gets jealous, and steals his girl.
The male lead sponsors a poor female student, the poor female student falls for him, tries hard to cross paths with him, and becomes his mistress.
Or maybe...
The male/female lead sponsors a poor student, the poor student gets jealous of the lead, and steps on them to climb the social ladder.
Then, the lead is reborn, sponsors a different poor student, and they finally get together!
Leaving the previously sponsored student filled with regret.
Shen Yuan: "..."
What is this?
Did I do all this setup just for this one ridiculous trope?
I'm doomed, among the people I sponsored...
Is there going to be a resilient, unyielding female lead, or a supporting female character trying to hook a sugar daddy?
"Last year there was a sponsored student..."
"A little girl named Jiang Anran made this for you!"
Special Assistant Lin said.
Shen Yuan swallowed hard. "Her family's financial situation is very bad, isn't it?"
"I recall..."
Special Assistant Lin said, "Her father died early, and her mother is sick."
"Although she enrolled in school, she couldn't afford the tuition fees!"
"And she also needs two hundred thousand for a surgery!"
Special Assistant Lin scratched his head, "At that time, you made the call to sponsor her with three hundred thousand. Jiang Anran is an excellent student, top of her grade, and she said she was willing to work at the company after graduation to pay off the debt!"
Shen Yuan's mouth twitched. "She sure wishes!"
Special Assistant Lin: "Huh!?"
"An interest-free loan of three hundred thousand, and she gets to work at the richest man's company... She gets the money, and she gets a job!"
"What do you call that!?"
"Having her cake and eating it too?"
"Why does she think she is entitled to such a sweet deal?"
Shen Yuan blurted out.
Special Assistant Lin: "????"
Those words...
Actually made a lot of sense!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
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!
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.”
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
