Chapter 170: Chapter 38 Yun Yuqing: Uncle, this time it’s your turn to scrub my back_2
It’s fine to have a materialistic side, but not to be overly so. Otherwise, this man would eventually grow to despise her. Sun Dasheng could obviously see right through her little schemes, but he didn’t point them out.
Pointing to her worn clothes, he said, "You should get rid of these. Now that you have money, you don’t need to mistreat yourself. As for food, drink, and clothes, I’m not saying you should be extravagant, but you don’t need to pinch pennies anymore."
His considerate words made her embrace him and kiss him passionately.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Sun Dasheng patted her bottom. "Alright, hurry up and go. They’ve probably finished showering."
"Mm," she mumbled, lowering her head to pick up the old clothes from the bed before reluctantly walking out the door.
「In the middle of the night.」
Lying in bed, Sun Dasheng had just put down his phone and was ready to sleep when the door to his room was pushed open.
"Sihan, why aren’t you in bed? What are you doing here?"
Fang Sihan made no attempt to be subtle, boldly crawling into his quilt.
"Uncle, my feet get cold when I sleep alone. Warm them up for me," she said, stretching her long legs into his embrace.
Sun Dasheng playfully smacked her feet. "Isn’t there air conditioning in the room?"
She giggled. "The air conditioner is nowhere near as warm as your body, Uncle."
She wasn’t wrong. Thanks to his excellent physical condition, his body heat quickly warmed her icy feet.
"Alright, that’s enough. Put your stinky feet down now." Sun Dasheng put on a disgusted expression.
Fang Sihan protested, "Uncle, you’re unfairly accusing me! My feet don’t stink at all!"
Thanks to her flexibility, she could bring her foot right up to her nose. After a sniff, she declared, "See? They smell perfectly fine!"
"Don’t move!" Sun Dasheng said suddenly.
"What’s wrong?" she asked, a little surprised, but she obediently froze.
It didn’t take her long to find out why. Her cheeks flushed red as he removed her underwear.
"Uncle, you’re not playing by the rules."
Though she complained, she maintained her previous position, motionless, enduring it all.
As expected of a dancer. She could hold a single pose for dozens of minutes without faltering. Had it been Yun Yuqing, she would have protested long ago. Still, it wasn’t easy for Fang Sihan either.
「Afterward.」
She felt as if her legs no longer belonged to her.
After his post-coital cigarette, Sun Dasheng had her lie on the bed. He began massaging her legs, helping the blood flow and her muscles recover.
"Feeling better?" he asked.
"Mm, much better." Fang Sihan felt the earlier discomfort vanish completely. Uncle’s technique was impressive.
Seizing the moment when he reached for something on the bedside table, she snuggled into his embrace.
"Uncle, between me and Yun Yuqing, who do you like more?"
Good grief, they really are best friends. They even ask the exact same questions.
Sun Dasheng didn’t answer her, handing her a card instead.
"Uncle, what is this?" She sounded a little angry.
Why was she angry? She didn’t even know. It was just a strange, uncomfortable feeling. Her initial goal in getting close to him had been for this very thing, after all. But at some point, something had changed. His good looks, maturity, generosity, and humor had all deeply captivated her. Now, she would want him even if he were penniless. Of course, if he were *truly* penniless, she certainly wouldn’t be sharing him with other women.
Sun Dasheng patted her head. "Why are you throwing a fit? That’s not like you."
"Uncle, I like you. I’m with you for you, not for your money," she explained.
"Of course, I know that," he soothed. "It’s not what you think. This credit card just has a monthly limit of a hundred thousand. It’s for your daily expenses. I’ve noticed you haven’t bought new clothes or makeup in a while. This money won’t make you rich, but it will improve your quality of life. As my women, I can’t just stand by and watch you live a hard life, can I?"
Women truly are emotional creatures. His words moved her beyond measure.
She wrapped herself around him for another round, after which she fell quietly asleep in his arms. Once she was sound asleep, he carried her back to her room.
* * *
After settling the two women, Sun Dasheng opened the system panel. As expected, the supporting character bond values had changed.
Supporting Character: Yun Yuqing
Profession: Actor
Bond Value: 70
Supporting Character: Fang Sihan
Profession: Actor
Bond Value: 70
It was a joyous occasion. Both of them had broken through 70.
If his good looks, temperament, and personality were a long string of zeros, then money was the leading one. Without it, he would be worthless. Well, "worthless" was an exaggeration. If he were willing to be a kept man, he might still have some value competing with the pretty boys for the affection of a rich cougar. But at the end of the day, a man had to have money. Only when you have money do things like good looks, temperament, and humor become buffs that attract high-value women. Otherwise, they’re useless. Most beautiful women wouldn’t give them a second glance.
* * *
The situation at Xiaoju Technology hadn’t just failed to improve; it was heading in an even worse direction.
Previously, it was the live-streaming department. Now, even the logistics department of the e-commerce live-streaming division had lost many of its industry elites to poaching. The logistics department might seem inconspicuous, but it was a core component of e-commerce live-streaming. The hosts sold the goods in their streams, but logistics was responsible for coordinating with partner factories and suppliers to ship everything out. They handled everything from major decisions like product selection—choosing which categories and brands to feature—to minor details like customer returns and after-sales service.
So, while the host was responsible for the quantity of goods sold, the actual profit margin depended entirely on the logistics personnel. Building a sound supply chain is no easy task.
Ouyang Jiani certainly knew this. She swung her metaphorical pickaxe and simply poached the entire logistics department from her former company as well.
This really stirred the pot. XinXin Media seemed to have become a mini-version of Xiaoju Technology’s e-commerce division. Looking around, the whole company was full of familiar faces.
As a result, everyone got up to speed with the business operations much faster. And now, his young apprentice had already arrived with a triumphant report.
「Chairman’s Office.」
"Master, our company got off to a flying start! One of our top influencers achieved a GMV of over ten million in the first week, landing us the 100th spot on Douyin’s weekly sales chart for February!" Ouyang Jiani burst in, brimming with enthusiasm.
"Oh? Let me see." Sun Dasheng took the data his apprentice handed him.
He examined it carefully. The highest-selling category was beauty products, a high-profit-margin category. Gross profit ranged from 50% to 100%—lower for big brands, but surprisingly high for smaller ones. Even after the host took a 30% commission on sales, the company still stood to make a hefty profit.
"So, Master, how did your apprentice do?" Ouyang Jiani looked at Sun Dasheng proudly, waiting for his praise.
"Not bad, not bad at all. Keep up the great work." Sun Dasheng didn’t skimp on his praise. Besides, she had done a splendid job.
Most importantly, this wool was sheared from her old employer’s flock. That made it all the more satisfying for him.
"You previously only asked for an annual salary of three hundred thousand. It seems your value is far greater than that," Sun Dasheng said, taking the opportunity to give his apprentice a raise.
She didn’t refuse. Previously, she hadn’t been confident enough to ask for such a high salary without any achievements to her name, fearing it would cause her master to be subjected to idle gossip. Now, with results to show, she naturally had the confidence to accept.
"What do you think is appropriate?" Sun Dasheng tossed the question back to her.
She walked behind him and began massaging his shoulders. She cooed coquettishly, "You’re the boss, Master. I’ll take whatever you decide."
"Alright then. Let’s start by doubling your annual salary. We don’t need to stand on ceremony. When you achieve even greater things, your salary can always go up."
Her master’s words left her overjoyed. She knew he wouldn’t treat her unfairly, but she hadn’t expected him to double her salary all at once, especially when it hadn’t even been a month.
"Master, you’re so good to me."
"This is all because of your own capabilities. If you didn’t have them, I could still make sure you had enough to eat, but I certainly wouldn’t entrust you with such important responsibilities, let alone give you such a big raise. Remember, you’ve earned all of this through your own abilities. It has little to do with you being my apprentice," Sun Dasheng encouraged her.
"Master..."
Overcome with emotion, she hugged his head, not realizing her own strength. Before he knew it, his face was buried in her chest.