"What the hell does your birthday have to do with me!"
"Find someone else if you want to celebrate your birthday!"
"Damn it, where did you get my phone number?"
Shen Yuan snapped in annoyance, then glanced at Special Assistant Lin's file.
Thank goodness, thank goodness...
It wasn't Jiang Anran; even their birthdays were different!
I can't keep muddling along like this...
I need to find Xiao Ce!
I want him to make a move for me, to kill everyone in the world for me!
"It's me, Miaomiao!"
The female voice said aggrievedly.
"I don't know any Miaomiao!"
Shen Yuan snorted coldly. "If you call me again, assuming this isn't a scam call, I'll just call the police!"
"Shen Yuan, you have no heart!"
The female voice cried out again.
Shen Yuan hurriedly touched his chest over his heart.
Scared me to death. My heart is still beating quite vigorously.
"I've heard that phrase enough for one day!"
Shen Yuan sighed, feeling as if he had nothing left to live for.
Boohoo!
Uncle Gou, I want to go home!
I really am not suited for the giant melting pot of society; I'm only suited to loaf around and wait for death!
I'm never coming to the company again!
To the campus!
I can meet the Chosen One on campus too!
Although they might be a bit brain-dead, but... they definitely won't make me feel this desperate!
"I'm Chi Miaomiao!"
The female voice seemed equally desperate. "Shen Yuan, give me half a million!"
Click!
Shen Yuan hung up the phone directly and then blocked the number.
"I don't know if it's a scam or what!"
Shen Yuan curled his lip. "Chi Miaomiao, and I'm Li Miaomiao. Why not say Uncle Gou is named Gou Miaomiao!"
"Listen to that, sounding like I abandoned her after playing with her feelings. Am I some kind of scumbag?"
Shen Yuan scoffed.
"President Shen, aren't you?" Special Assistant Lin smiled slightly.
Shen Yuan gave him a side-eye. "You really want to change bosses, don't you!"
"Boss, I was wrong!"
Special Assistant Lin instantly stood at attention.
"Buy me a gun!"
Shen Yuan said grimly.
"Ah!?"
Special Assistant Lin jumped in fright. "President Shen, firearms are strictly regulated in our country!"
"You are still young, please don't go down the path of crime!"
"Most importantly..."
"You're not planning to shoot me, are you?"
Special Assistant Lin raised his hands innocently in a gesture of surrender.
Shen Yuan's eyes widened like brass bells...
"President Shen, if you insist..."
Special Assistant Lin pulled out his phone. "I'm going to call the police!"
Shen Yuan: "..."
"I happen to have downloaded some legal regulations and cases here. How about you take a look?"
Special Assistant Lin offered his phone.
"Get out of here!"
Shen Yuan was exasperated.
Special Assistant Lin smiled slightly. "President Shen, still breathing?"
"Good enough for the grave!"
Shen Yuan waved his hand, exhaling a breath. "Forget it, joking around with you made me feel much more relaxed!"
"Brother, thank you!"
Shen Yuan said to Special Assistant Lin.
"Don't call me brother!" Special Assistant Lin raised an eyebrow. "I'm just a special assistant!"
"Get lost!"
Shen Yuan rolled his eyes and said in annoyance, "It's rare for me to be sentimental, yet you made me fail so completely!"
Special Assistant Lin laughed heartily.
"I'm leaving!"
Shen Yuan waved his hand and was about to go.
Special Assistant Lin...
He wasn't an ordinary person. To be precise, he was the original owner's childhood friend.
After all, the original owner's family wasn't that wealthy in the beginning...
When they first started investing, the original owner and Special Assistant Lin lived right across from each other.
The two of them played well together!
Later, the original owner moved away, but the two met again in middle school.
One was a top student, and the other was an academic god.
Well, the academic god referred to Special Assistant Lin.
Later, the original owner moved away again!
As a result, they met again in high school!
Special Assistant Lin was three years older than the original owner!
So, he had called him brother since they were young!
The original owner wasn't an ungrateful wretch either. Although he inexplicably became a villain, he was quite good to Special Assistant Lin!
After Special Assistant Lin graduated, he was directly pulled into the family group by the original owner.
He was personally trained by Uncle Gou!
It was just this title that he seemed unwilling to change, saying something about avoiding suspicion in the company.
He insisted on calling him President Shen.
"I'll take you to the food stalls for charcoal-grilled squid some other day."
Shen Yuan smiled and turned to leave.
"Wait, President Shen, hold on..."
"You actually seem to know Chi Miaomiao!"
Special Assistant Lin slapped his forehead and hurriedly called out.
"Bullshit, I don't know her!"
Shen Yuan said.
"The daughter of your previous private chauffeur!"
Special Assistant Lin shouted. "Three years ago, he resigned!"
Shen Yuan's footsteps suddenly stopped.
Chi Miaomiao...
Chauffeur?
Lao Chi?!
Smashing a fist into his palm, Shen Yuan remembered. "That's right, that's right. Lao Chi's daughter is named Chi Miaomiao!"
I almost completely forgot.
"But..."
Shen Yuan frowned deeply. "What's with Chi Miaomiao's tone of being abandoned after being toyed with?"
"And why is she asking me for half a million?"
"What the hell does her birthday have to do with me!"
Shen Yuan pursed his lips. "Special Assistant Lin, look into Lao Chi's current situation!"
"Okay!"
Special Assistant Lin nodded and immediately started making calls.
Shen Yuan went back to sit in his boss's chair.
He didn't plan on leaving anymore.
Life... is just so messed up!
If worse comes to worst...
Just buy me a gun!
After a few phone calls, Special Assistant Lin's expression turned grim.
"President Shen, something happened to Lao Chi!"
Special Assistant Lin said. "Type A aortic dissection and aortic aneurysm!"
"The entire surgery will cost over half a million!"
Special Assistant Lin looked at Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan slapped his thigh. "So, Chi Miaomiao called me asking for money for her dad?"
"But..."
"Is she brain-dead?"
"Can't she speak properly?"
"Starting off with a tone like I'm a heartless scumbag, I really want to smack her to death!"
"And if her dad is in trouble, why start off spouting so much nonsense?"
"Even saying I have no heart, what a load of crap!"
"Where are they? Let's go take a look!"
Shen Yuan said hurriedly.
"Okay!"
Special Assistant Lin nodded. "I'll go arrange a car right now! Do you need me to go over as well?"
"Nonsense, if you don't go, who's going to pay the hospital bills for him?"
"You can't expect me to run up and down, can you?"
Shen Yuan shrugged.
"Understood!"
Special Assistant Lin walked out, making a few phone calls along the way to delay meetings and such.
Shen Yuan: "..."
The people around me all act like domineering CEOs!
And me... I'm looking more and more like a delicate flower!
They're pitying me more and more!
Sigh!
Getting into the car, Shen Yuan rubbed his temples.
The chauffeur, Lao Chi, was a dedicated and responsible man!
About five years ago, the original chauffeur reached retirement age and retired!
The old man found a new chauffeur, which was Lao Chi.
He was a single father.
He was quite honest and hardworking.
With a wave of his hand, the old man let him stay in the servant's quarters nearby, and conveniently brought his daughter, Chi Miaomiao, over as well.
Three years ago, Lao Chi said his mother in the countryside was sick...
He needed to go back to take care of her, so he resigned.
Then he left with Chi Miaomiao.
As for his impression of Chi Miaomiao...
After pondering for a long time, Shen Yuan came to a conclusion.
Well...
She was a servant who couldn't exactly be called useful!
Perhaps because of her humble upbringing...
Chi Miaomiao was very perceptive.
When I was thirsty, she cooked!
When I was hungry, she handed me water!
When I was sleepy, she recited textbook passages!
When I was wide awake and full of energy, she would play English cassette tapes!
She really did take care of every single aspect of my daily life...
It's just that...
It left a little to be desired!
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!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?"
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!" "......"
