"Our company's benefits aren't bad, right?"
"As long as she becomes a regular employee, the minimum base salary starts at eight thousand. Adding all those miscellaneous benefits..."
"She'd make at least a hundred and fifty or sixty thousand a year!"
Shen Yuan tilted his head. "But our company's hiring threshold is also high!"
"Coming to work for the richest man's company right after graduation..."
"She's really dreaming!"
Shen Yuan looked at Special Assistant Lin. "You didn't agree to it, did you?"
Special Assistant Lin: "..."
"It seems, probably, maybe, possibly... no!"
Special Assistant Lin hastily took out his phone and started looking through the files.
Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with certainty, "No, really not!"
Shen Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good. Sponsoring her is just sponsoring her!"
"But, weren't we just talking about osmanthus cake?"
Shen Yuan looked surprised. "How did the topic suddenly get derailed?"
Special Assistant Lin scratched his head. "President Shen, that osmanthus cake was sent by Jiang Anran!"
"After she received the sponsorship, she made some peach blossom pastries and sent them over!"
"I thought we shouldn't waste her painstaking efforts, so I brought them to you to eat, and you said they were pretty good!"
"After that, Jiang Anran sent over different varieties every day!"
"Osmanthus cake, peach blossom pastry, lotus pastry, flower cake, egg yolk pastry, pineapple cake, mung bean cake, red bean cake, water chestnut cake, jujube paste cake, Dingsheng cake, Yunpian cake, Gorgon fruit cake..."
"She sent them in all sorts of varieties. Seeing that you liked eating them and it didn't delay her studies, I accepted them!"
"And when you weren't here, you told me to eat them!"
"So I ate them!"
Special Assistant Lin touched his nose. "There shouldn't be anything wrong with that, right?"
Shen Yuan: "..."
Oh no!
I've been entangled by this female college student!
A picture once again emerged in Shen Yuan's mind.
Jiang Anran... Although he didn't know what she looked like, it didn't stop him from imagining a girl!
Jiang Anran standing in the sunlight, shouting at him with a face full of grief and indignation, Shen Yuan, you have no heart!
She would say tearfully, I make pastries for you every day and take care of your daily life (this really didn't happen).
I thought my dedication over the past year had finally moved you!
I thought you would like me a little!
Shen Yuan shivered.
"Check, check immediately!" Shen Yuan shouted.
"Okay, give me three minutes!"
Special Assistant Lin took out his phone, started sending voice messages, and then hurriedly dashed out.
Sure enough, in three minutes...
Special Assistant Lin came in carrying a pile of documents.
"President Shen, that girl named Jiang Anran isn't doing very well!"
"She works three jobs a day to earn money to make pastries for you!"
"Also, look at this!"
Special Assistant Lin opened his phone, clicked on an interface, and handed it to Shen Yuan.
"What is this!?" Shen Yuan took a curious glance.
What on earth was all this?
[Thankful to him for giving me three hundred thousand, allowing my mother to have her surgery. I made pastries to thank him, and he accepted them.]
[The pastries weren't returned. I heard he personally said they were delicious!]
[I will continue making pastries for him!]
As Special Assistant Lin continued scrolling, Shen Yuan saw...
[I'm very happy. The osmanthus cake I put so much effort into making today seems to be very delicious!]
[I'll continue making them for him!]
[It's been over two months, he must like me!]
[Checking in, today is another day of making pastries for my boyfriend!]
[Three jobs a day, no problem. Anran, you can handle it, all to make pastries for your boyfriend.]
[Keep it up, Anran, your boyfriend loves the pastries you make the most!]
Shen Yuan's heart beat violently, and he suddenly thought of a sentence...
I thought we were already boyfriend and girlfriend!
Shen Yuan's face darkened with imaginary black lines. "What is all this nonsense?"
"Jiang Anran's little essays!"
Special Assistant Lin's mouth twitched. "She probably considers you her boyfriend!"
Shen Yuan was silent for a second. "Who the hell did I provoke?"
"Do I even know her? At best, I just know there's a person named Jiang Anran!"
"I've never met her, she's never met me, and we don't even have each other's contact info!"
"What kind of romance is this!"
"Even if it's a spiritual romance, Xu Ziling and Shi Feixuan at least fucking knew each other!"
Shen Yuan's face was full of black lines. "Have I ever met her?"
He suddenly turned around and looked at Special Assistant Lin. "You scoundrel, you intentionally set me up, didn't you?"
Special Assistant Lin's mouth twitched. "President Shen, I rely on you for my salary!"
Shen Yuan's mouth twisted. "No, I get it now!"
"Special Assistant Lin, oh Special Assistant Lin, I underestimated you! According to Jiang Anran's logic..."
"We used to spend more than eight hours a day together, for several years!"
"What does that count as?"
"Cohabitation?"
Shen Yuan grabbed Special Assistant Lin's hand. "So, half of my company belongs to you too, right?"
The joy in Special Assistant Lin's eyes could no longer be hidden, and he grabbed Shen Yuan's hand in return.
"President Shen, are you serious?"
Special Assistant Lin smiled like a dog.
"Get the hell out of here!"
"Do you have a problem with me as your boss?"
Shen Yuan rolled his eyes. "Why are you always dreaming of such beautiful things?"
"Isn't this what I learned from Jiang Anran?"
Special Assistant Lin chuckled.
"I'm so fucking done!"
Shen Yuan spread his hands. "Notify her immediately, right now, to stop sending pastries!"
"Over the past year, however much we've eaten, calculate the cost according to the highest market price and pay her back!"
"Son of a bitch, working three jobs a day just to prepare pastries for me, is she brain-dead?"
"Her family's financial situation is bad. Working part-time is fine, but shouldn't she use the money for her family?"
"With this perseverance..."
"If she opened her own pastry shop, she'd be making a huge profit by now, wouldn't she?"
Shen Yuan exhaled. "Forget it, I better leave quickly!"
Who knows if... I'll encounter something even more melodramatic at the company.
I realized...
Ever since I transmigrated, I seem to be surrounded by brain-dead protagonists.
System, this is definitely your doing!
Otherwise, things the original owner hadn't experienced in over twenty years...
How long have I even been here!
And I've experienced so much?
Am I a walking elementary school student of death?
It's definitely you, system, pulling the strings.
After all, judging from the novels I've read, anyone bound to a system is bound to encounter trouble the moment they step out the door!
Tropes, it's all fucking tropes!
I can already imagine the future scenes...
Jiang Anran will point at my nose and say, you have no heart!
Ah yes, yes, yes, I have no heart, can we change the line!
Jiang Anran will say, with your abilities, as long as you wanted to check, you could find out in a minute, but you didn't, because, you have no heart!
Shen Yuan: "..."
Am I someone with a lot of free time?
Okay, I do have a lot of free time, but...
Even ordinary people wouldn't fucking care where a few little pastries came from, right?
"I'm leaving, leaving, gotta go now!"
Shen Yuan jumped up from his boss chair.
Then his phone rang again.
Shen Yuan looked down.
It was the number he had just hung up on.
Shen Yuan had a bad premonition in his heart!
Could it be the Jiang Anran we were just discussing?
Where did she get my phone number?
"Shen Yuan!"
That female voice spoke again, "Give me five hundred thousand!"
"Who the hell are you?!" Shen Yuan snapped.
"Do you know what day it is today?" the female voice asked.
Shen Yuan rolled his eyes. "Why the hell would I care what day it is!"
"Today is my birthday!"
The female voice sounded fragile and delicate, as if she were on the verge of tears. "I can't believe you don't even remember!"
"None of my damn business!"
Wait a minute, that wasn't Jiang Anran!
Seriously, did I unknowingly provoke some other entitled princess again?
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?"
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
