Chapter 8, The Underground Paparazzi

Mu Xiaolan, who was accustomed to being articulate and sharp-tongued, immediately analyzed and recounted all the foolish things that Li Boyong had done. In conclusion, she summarized: "Guess what, that girl is exactly the one you inquired about a couple of days ago. Oh my, what a coincidence!"

It cannot be compared to a villa or mansion; in a residential setting similar to an apartment, it can be considered quite good

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Indeed, I look quite safe, and my pockets are even safer. The only thing that isn't very safe is that I have a beautiful cat with me, and I'm afraid it might catch the eye of a stray cat and be taken back to become a little white face in a den. However, don't worry, Senior Brother, although I have washed my hands of the world and have been living in seclusion for a long time, dealing with a few stray cats is still well within my capabilities."

Upon returning home, she placed Naonao on the floor, allowing it to play by itself. Remembering that the washing machine had some connectivity issues, she rolled up her sleeves and disassembled the parts. She dragged out a toolbox from under the bed, which she could hardly move by herself, and found a soldering iron inside. Not knowing exactly where the connectivity issue lay, she employed a brute-force, carpet-style method, soldering each connection one by one, and upon reassembling it, surprisingly, it worked.

There is no need to act in a petty manner with a long face

Mu Xiaolan quickly glanced to the side, and taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, she swiftly dashed into Zhao Xuan's office

After waiting for a long time, Mother Zhao merely nodded enigmatically and said: "I feel that there is a presence of demonic energy."

"People are not that significant, just settle in first." Xu Ji took out a business card from his pocket, thought for a moment, tore off the shiny and ostentatious upper part, leaving only the phone number and email address at the bottom. Then he took out a pen and wrote a line of small characters on the back, handing it to Yang Xuan, "This does not count as a business card, keep it. If you need anything, just say a word. Senior brother is leaving, take care of yourself."

Zhao Xuan propped his chin on his hand, furrowing his brow in contemplation: "It can't be that coincidental... Why do I feel that there are some human factors involved here?"

She turned on the television, cranked up the volume, and listened to the chatter of the idol drama inside, which filled the room with some sound, while she tidied up the house.

Mu Xiaolan wholeheartedly agreed, eagerly preparing to listen to his profound discourse, analyzing how his boss harbored ill intentions and schemed meticulously... to create such a farcical "coincidence".

There is a lively creature that breathes in and out, making the home seem quite bustling

Once dinner was served at the banquet, no further orders could be placed. By the time Yang Xuan and Xu Ji left, it was already quite late

Li Boyong became interested and thought to himself that the foreign devils indeed had a point; when God closes a door, He surely opens a window. Looking at that Xu, who was soft, weak, and easy to deal with, he sensed there might be some potential. Based on his own understanding, Boss Li pondered for a moment and asked: "Are you implying that he is a big shot? To what extent? How much money does he have?"

Yang Xuan lowered his head and saw that written on the back of the telephone number was a code and the name of a stock. After some thought, he inexplicably stuffed it into his pocket and walked home.

Mu Xiaolan took a deep breath and said, "I couldn't ask it out."

After Yang Xuan had wiped down the entire room, she finally realized that she had no more tasks to complete, and thus decisively decided to take a shower and go to bed. Once she lay down on the bed and pretended to be in a stable sleep for five minutes, she could no longer maintain the pretense. Like a zombie, she sat up from the bed, put on a piece of clothing, opened her computer, and took out the small note that Xu Ji had given her from the clothes she had changed out of.

However..." Mu Xiaolan's eyes rolled as she said, "Whether it looks good or not is not for me to decide; it is the boss's opinion that counts. Moreover, I think... there is a way to this matter.

Xu Ji fell silent for a moment: "Do you live here?"

One possesses great abilities, and is fundamentally on a different level than oneself; approaching them eagerly does not constitute friendship, but rather signifies a dependence on others.

As she mopped the floor, she glanced at Nao Nao, who was intently watching television with his head resting on the armrest of the sofa, and muttered to herself: "Anyway, you are neither loved by your grandmother nor cared for by your uncle. If I happen to leave my job in the future, I might as well just pack you up and take you with me."

Yang Xuan pointed to the nearby building and said: "I live there, so don't fuss about it. You should head back early, wash up, and get some sleep. We can chat again when we have time in the future"

I will just take a glance, Yang Xuan said to himself, I will do nothing, ponder nothing, just... out of curiosity, take a look.

Xu Ji was not drunk, and his mind was still relatively clear. He raised his head under the light to glance at the residential house pointed out by Yang Xuan—this place was not far from the city center, next to a small park, with well-connected subway and bus stations, making transportation convenient. Additionally, there was a large supermarket nearby—if there were a key local school in Huzhou around, it would be the prime location among prime locations.

Yang Xuan patted it on the head and said, "Anyway, no one loves you, so you can live with me."

In any case, this is how small animals are; purebreds are highly sought after, and the cats and dogs in pet stores seem to be more precious than humans, often costing thousands or even tens of thousands, with people vying to adopt them and bringing them home to be treated like ancestors. However, the same species of cat, the mixed-breed ones, are left unsold; not only are they unwanted, but even if offered for free, they are disregarded—city streets and alleys are filled with various homeless stray cats, some of which have been abandoned, while others are the offspring of those abandoned.

For example, there is a story that the mother cat mysteriously disappeared, and when it was still a kitten, it was picked up by a handsome intern from the office.

"This is from the capital circle." Fang Xiaochong gave a thumbs up to Li Boyong

Although it is said that "many friends lead to many paths," it is also important to consider the nature of these "friends." One should choose friends within their capacity. Either they are like-minded individuals with whom one can form deep connections, regardless of age or wealth, or they are acquaintances with whom one engages in mutual exchanges—today I seek your assistance, tomorrow you seek mine. Even if they are merely drinking buddies, one cannot be the only one invested in the relationship.

The next day, Mu Xiaolan arrived at the company and saw a man, resembling a beast in human clothing, poking his head out from the public relations department's office, waving at her

I heard... Zhao Xuan cleared his throat and asked, "Did you go out with the boss to meet clients yesterday?"

The noisy tail swayed left and right, ignoring her

Zhao Xuan slapped his thigh and pointed at her, saying with frustration, "Let Fang Xiao change assistants! Right now, immediately!"

Yang Xuan looked at his frail little body and his legs that had forgotten the pain after healing, and shook his head: "Alright, you can walk by yourself. Otherwise, if you take me home, I will have to take you back to the hotel later."

Zhao Xuan's eyes brightened in an instant, with two small flames named Bagua flickering in his pupils, as he beckoned Mu Xiaolan with a finger: "May I have a word in private"

He rubbed his brow, and the corners of his eyes revealed a hint of fine lines; however, he did not appear old on his face, but rather possessed a peculiar charm of experience: "Don't guard against me like I'm a thief. With your looks, you'd be embarrassed to take over for someone on the street even if you needed to use the restroom, for fear of ruining their reputation."

Mu Xiaolan, in a shy manner, said: "Oh dear, Zhao Mama, can we pretend to be a bit more reserved?"

Naughty was disturbed from her interest in watching television and waved her paw at her in dissatisfaction

He smiled and passed by, showing no signs of the anxiety one might expect when encountering a prominent figure. Firstly, in Li Boyong's view, there is indeed a distinction between industry and finance. Secondly, the abilities of others are their own and have no real connection to him

A few years ago, I originally bought a house for my parents in another district, but they found the city too noisy and not quiet enough, so they moved to the suburbs. The house was left vacant and unused, so I sold it. After all, I live alone, and I just switched to a smaller unit here—it's convenient to go anywhere. Yang Xuan paused and said, "I think it's quite good now; I have no worries and feel quite comfortable."

Zhao Xuan sat upright with a composed demeanor and said: "Hmm, stop being glib with me. Speak honestly, what happened yesterday?"

Li Boyong laughed and said: "It seems that I won't be able to wash my feet when I go back. Next time, you all draw a house in the company, write a few Arabic numerals on it, and I will jump up with my eyes closed. You can then buy lottery tickets based on the numbers I jump on. If we win five million, consider it my year-end bonus for everyone."

When Fang Xiao drinks, he becomes quite talkative, adjusting his frame-less glasses that resemble those of a beast: "Your thinking is flawed. In this day and age, there are many ways to be wealthy. Some people are wealthy because they have a lot of money and assets, while others are wealthy because they can manipulate a large amount of property or have extensive connections. For such individuals, money is fundamentally understood differently than by ordinary people; it is not merely for spending, but rather for playing. Do you understand what I mean?"

The second type. Fang Xiao said, "Let me tell you, boss, he can make a couple of phone calls, and in a day or two, he can arrange the funds to buy two or three small fish like our company, no problem at all. Today, this guest is the right one; boss, with your kick, it can be considered as stepping on a golden egg.

In the cool night breeze, Xu Ji felt a bit lightheaded, sensing a throbbing pain in his temples. He finally lacked the strength to continue entangling with this female monster: "Stop wasting words, get in the car, what harm can it do to give you a ride?"

Brother Xu hailed a taxi and said to Yang Xuan: "Where do you live? I will take you back."

Then he quickly put on a lewd expression: "How is it? Does the real person look beautiful? How tall is she? What is her weight? Can I guess her measurements accurately? Which school did she graduate from? What jobs has she done? Does she have any criminal record? Does she have a boyfriend or any ambiguous relationships?"

Xu Ji : `` ... ... ''

Li Boyong is certainly not as foolish as he appears; otherwise, he would not have been able to rise from a penniless fool to such a respectable figure. He remained silent for a moment and then asked, "What kind of person is Xu Ji?"