Chapter 205: Chapter 55 Yang Xintian: Uncle Sun, don’t touch my wife!
Yun Yuqing paused for a moment.
Then she smiled and said, "Alright!"
Sun Dasheng patted her small head. "You don’t mean that."
Yun Yuqing giggled as she hugged his arm. "I’m just scared. How can a student and her teacher be sisters? When we’re serving you together, Uncle, what if she gets upset and scolds me? Should I listen to you or my teacher then?"
Well... that’s a profound philosophical question.
"You little minx, you almost had me going in circles," Sun Dasheng said, giving her a slap on the behind.
"Ouch!" Yun Yuqing yelped, rubbing her backside as she looked at him resentfully.
"I’ll give you one more chance to get your story straight. Who are you going to listen to?"
"At home, I’ll listen to you, of course, Uncle! Hehe." This time, she had learned her lesson.
"Oh? And what about when we’re not at home?" This girl is quite cunning.
"At school, I listen to my teacher," Yun Yuqing said coyly.
This response left Sun Dasheng without a retort. It was only natural to listen to one’s teacher at school.
"But my teacher listens to you, Uncle. Doesn’t that mean I’m still listening to you in the end?" Yun Yuqing added with a clever twist.
Huh! There was actually some logic to that.
Sun Dasheng laughed heartily.
He fondly stroked her small head, then pulled her into his arms and cuddled her just how he liked.
「Late February.」
Good news arrived from XinXin Media. Their live-streaming sales had hit a new record high. Their weekly ranking on Douyin had climbed from 100th place to 50th.
What excited Ouyang Jiani the most was achieving 50th place by kicking her former employer, Xiaoju Technology, down the ranks. That was double the joy.
「Starlight Building, Block C. XinXin Media.」
In the chairman’s office, Sun Dasheng watched his glowing young apprentice with a contented expression.
"Master, you have no idea! When they found out we’d overtaken their live-streaming sales ranking, you should have seen the looks on the faces of the leadership at Xiaoju Technology. They were so incredibly disgruntled."
"Hmph! Back then, they wouldn’t give me the time of day. Now, I’m completely out of their league."
"Haha... where did you learn that from? You’ve got all the latest slang down pat," Sun Dasheng said, getting up from his boss’s chair to pat her on the shoulder.
Ouyang Jiani looked a little embarrassed. Was I getting a little too carried away just now?
Seeing the change in her expression, Sun Dasheng said, "I wasn’t criticizing you just now. It’s fine; that’s the kind of spirit you should have. If I’d achieved what you have at your age, I’d be even more arrogant."
His words made her laugh.
"That old thief, Xiang Yunsheng, must have a solid backer. How has the company not fired him after all this?" Sun Dasheng asked, gaining a new perspective on his former boss’s connections.
Ouyang Jiani pursed her lips. "How deep can his connections really be? I heard they don’t dare discipline him because he holds many of the company’s secrets. If the company tries to move against him, it’ll be mutual destruction. Nobody will come out ahead."
Sun Dasheng looked up in surprise. He hadn’t expected his seemingly harmless little apprentice to be so cunning. Does she have a high-level informant in the rival company? Otherwise, there’s no way an ordinary person could get this kind of intel.
Ouyang Jiani met her master’s questioning gaze and nodded frankly.
"Their vice president of finance and I get along pretty well."
Well, I’ll be. The vice president of finance.
That’s a critical position. If an employee in that role isn’t loyal to the company, the leadership is in serious danger. One wrong move, and a whole bunch of them could be sent to prison. Luckily, his own company’s finances were handled by people assigned by the System, making them completely reliable.
***
Xiang Zixuan noticed that her father’s mood had been worsening lately.
He was short-tempered at home—not with her, of course, but with her unlucky brother. Her brother had taken more than his fair share of their father’s belt. It had gotten so bad that he was now staying at the school dormitory, too afraid to come home.
With this scapegoat gone, her father argued with her mother every day.
She secretly inquired and learned that the root cause was the poor performance of her father’s company. The poor performance was because they were being ruthlessly targeted and suppressed by a competitor—a company that, it seemed, was...
The reason for her parents’ arguments was simple. Her mother called her father a useless bum, saying the family had called in so many favors to get him his position, yet he didn’t even have the ability to hold onto it, let alone earn a promotion.
Men hate being told they’re not good enough, especially by the person sleeping next to them.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one at home was paying attention to her, Xiang Zixuan skipped class and snuck over to Yang Xintian’s school.
On the school playground, Yang Xintian handed her a lemonade. "Zixuan, what did you need to see me about?"
"Thanks, Tian Tian," Xiang Zixuan said, taking the drink. "I need to ask you for a favor." She took a sip and her pretty brows furrowed. This lemonade is way too sour.
"Here," Yang Xintian said, seeing her expression. She took the lemonade from her and handed over her own latte. "Our school’s lemonade is a little on the sour side. If you don’t like it, drink this."
Xiang Zixuan took the latte, had a sip, and her brows furrowed again.
"What’s wrong?" Yang Xintian asked, pretending not to know.
A triumphant smile flashed across her face.
"It’s nothing," Xiang Zixuan said with a sweet smile.
Inwardly, however, she was telling herself, Tian Tian must have done it by accident. She didn’t mean to leave her saliva on the straw.
Nearby, however, Yang Xintian was smiling like a fox that had just stolen a chicken. She had, in fact, done it on purpose.
They found a relatively clean patch of artificial turf on the field and sat down. Xiang Zixuan began to tell Yang Xintian about the troubles she had been facing lately.