36: Chapter 36 Shen Yuan: Assistant, we've known each other for years, and you own half of the company, right?

"Our company's benefits and compensation aren't bad, right?"

"Once someone becomes a permanent employee, the base salary starts at eight thousand. Adding in all those various benefits..."

"That's at least a hundred and fifty or sixty thousand a year!"

Shen Yuan tilted his head. "But our company also has high standards!"

"Working for the richest man's company right after graduation..."

"She's really dreaming!"

Shen Yuan looked at Special Assistant Lin. "You didn't agree, did you?"

Special Assistant Lin: "..."

"It seems... maybe... probably... not!"

Special Assistant Lin hurriedly pulled out his phone and began searching through records.

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with certainty, "No, I really didn't!"

Shen Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

"As long as you didn't, then sponsorship is just sponsorship!"

"But, weren't we just talking about Osmanthus Cake?"

Shen Yuan looked surprised. "How did the conversation suddenly go off track?"

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 didn't want her hard work to go to waste, so I gave them to you to eat, and you said they were quite delicious!"

"After that, Jiang Anran started sending things over every day, changing it up constantly!"

"Osmanthus Cake, Peach Blossom Pastry, Lotus Flower Pastry, Fresh 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 sends something different every time. I saw that you liked eating them and it didn't interfere with her studies, so I accepted them!"

"Then when you weren't around, you told me to eat them!"

"So I ate them!"

Special Assistant Lin rubbed his nose. "That should be right, shouldn't it?"

Shen Yuan: "..."

This is bad!

I'm being stalked by this female college student!

Another image surfaced 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 through tears, "I make pastries for you every day, taking care of your daily life (though that part didn't actually happen)."

"I thought that after a year of giving my all, I had finally moved you!"

"I thought you might like me a little!"

Shen Yuan shuddered.

"Investigate, investigate immediately!"

Shen Yuan shouted.

"Okay, give me three minutes!"

Special Assistant Lin took out his phone and started sending voice messages, then rushed out in a hurry.

Sure enough, in three minutes...

Special Assistant Lin came back in carrying a stack of documents.

"President Shen, that Girl named Jiang Anran is having a pretty hard time!"

"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 glanced at it curiously.

What on earth are these?

[I'm grateful to him; he gave me three hundred thousand to pay for my mother's surgery. I made pastries to thank him, and he accepted them.]

[The pastries weren't sent back. I heard that he personally said they were delicious!]

[I want to keep making pastries for him!]

As Special Assistant Lin continued to scroll, Shen Yuan saw...

[I'm so happy; the Osmanthus Cake I worked so hard on today seems to be very delicious!]

[I'll keep making them for him!]

[It's been over two months; he must like me!]

[Checking in: another day of making pastries for my boyfriend!]

[Three jobs a day is no problem. An Ran, you can handle it, all for the sake of making pastries for your boyfriend.]

[Keep it up, An Ran! Your boyfriend loves the pastries you make the most!]

Shen Yuan's heart pounded wildly as a phrase suddenly came to mind...

I thought we were already boyfriend and girlfriend!

Shen Yuan's face darkened. "What kind of mess is this?"

"Jiang Anran's social media posts!"

Special Assistant Lin's mouth twitched. "She probably considers you her boyfriend!"

Shen Yuan was silent for a second. "Who the hell did I offend?"

"Do I even know her? At most, I know there's someone named Jiang Anran!"

"I've never seen her, she's never seen me, and we don't even have each other's contact info!"

"What kind of relationship is this!"

"Even for a spiritual romance, Xu Ziling and Shi Feixuan actually f*cking knew each other!"

Shen Yuan's forehead was covered in black lines. "Have I ever even met her?"

He suddenly turned around and looked at Special Assistant Lin. "You traitor, you did this on purpose to screw me over, didn't you?"

Special Assistant Lin's mouth twitched. "President Shen, I'm counting on you for my salary!"

Shen Yuan's mouth curled. "No, I get it now!"

"Special Assistant Lin, oh Special Assistant Lin, I underestimated you! Based on Xu Anran's logic..."

"The two of us used to spend over eight hours together every day for several years!"

"What does that count as?"

"Living together?"

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 as he gripped Shen Yuan's hand back.

"President Shen, are you serious?"

Special Assistant Lin grinned like a dog.

"Get the hell out of here!"

"Do you have some kind of problem with me, your boss?"

Shen Yuan rolled his eyes. "Why are you always dreaming of such beautiful things?"

"Didn't I learn this from Jiang Anran?"

Special Assistant Lin chuckled.

"I'm seriously done!"

Shen Yuan spread his hands. "Notify her immediately, right now: stop sending the pastries!"

"Calculate how much we've eaten over the past year at the highest market price, and pay her back!"

"Good grief, working three jobs a day just to prepare pastries for me—is she brain-dead?"

"Her family's situation isn't good. It's fine to work, but shouldn't she use that money for her family?"

"With this kind of perseverance..."

"If she opened her own pastry shop, she'd probably be making a f*cking fortune by now, wouldn't she?"

Shen Yuan exhaled. "Forget it, I'd better leave quickly!"

Who knows what other melodramatic nonsense I'll run into at the company...

I've realized...

Since I transmigrated, I seem to be surrounded by brain-dead protagonists.

System, this is definitely your doing!

Otherwise, things the Original Owner never experienced in over twenty years...

How long have I been here!?

And I've already gone through so much?

Am I some kind of walking God of Death Elementary Student?

It's definitely the system's fault.

After all, in the novels I've read, anyone bound to a system is bound to run into trouble the moment they step out the door!

Tropes, it's all f*cking tropes!

I can already imagine the future scenes...

Xu Anran will point at my nose and say, 'You have no heart!'

Yeah, yeah, I have no heart. Can we get a new line please!

Xu Anran will say, 'With your abilities, you could have found out in a minute if you wanted to, but you didn't, because you have no heart!'

Shen Yuan: "..."

Do I look like someone with that much free time?

Fine, I actually am quite free, but...

Even a normal person wouldn't f*cking care where a few pastries came from, right?

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving, gotta get out of here!"

Shen Yuan jumped up from his executive chair.

Then his phone rang again.

Shen Yuan looked down.

It was the same number he had just hung up on.

Shen Yuan had a bad premonition!

Could it be the Xu Anran we were just discussing?

Where did she get my phone number?

"Shen Yuan!"

The female voice spoke again, "Give me five hundred thousand!"

"Who the hell are you!" Shen Yuan barked.

"Do you know what day it is today?" the voice asked.

Shen Yuan rolled his eyes. "What day it is is none of my damn business!"

"Today is my birthday!"

The female voice said weakly, sounding like she was crying, "You don't even remember!"

"None of my damn business!"

Wait, it's not Jiang Anran!

No, have I unknowingly provoked some other 'little fairy'?