Chapter 329: Little brother, why did you run here?

Four hundred and eighty temples of the Southern Dynasties, how many towers and pavilions are in the misty rain.

Early the next morning, amidst a series of crackling sounds, Shen Yan opened his eyes languidly and pulled back the curtains; outside, the rain was pouring down, the sky was a hazy gray, and the booming sound of water drowned out all the city's clamor.

After reading novels in bed for a while and dawdling until eight o'clock, Shen Yan got up to wash and, after breakfast, took Chen Jun's Porsche Cayenne to the company.

Unlike the previous cramped office, Xiaogu Company now had a proper storefront in a high-end office building on Pudong South Road in the Pudong New Area.

It was about a ten-minute drive from Tomson Riviera.

The office was on the sixteenth floor of the building, covered an area of about 800 square meters, and had 60 employees.

After parking the car in the garage, Shen Yan and Chen Jun walked side by side toward the elevator entrance.

It was the peak of the morning rush hour, and cars were coming and going in the parking lot; they even ran into a few company employees, all of whom greeted Chen Jun in a disciplined manner.

"Good morning, President Chen!"

"Hello, President Chen!"

"Good morning, everyone!"

Some people even stole glances at Shen Yan, guessing the relationship between this young man and Chen Jun.

Arriving at the elevator, Lin Bin, the head of the company's technical department, was waiting there; he had a deep impression of this witty and humorous young man and immediately joked, "Yo! The major shareholder has finally come to inspect the work."

Shen Yan grinned, "It's only because the company is full of talent that there's nothing worth worrying about."

"Haha!" Both Lin Bin and Chen Jun couldn't help but laugh.

The other employees present were shocked, never expecting this young man to be the company's major shareholder.

Truly, one cannot judge a person by their appearance, just as one cannot measure the sea with a bucket.

Taking the elevator to the sixteenth floor and walking into the company, they found a spacious and bright office space, decorated simply and elegantly; the air was filled with a faint scent of coffee, and the sound of keyboard typing rose and fell.

Green plants clustered by the windows, bringing a fresh atmosphere to the work breaks, and the sunlight spilled onto the desks through the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if everything were sparkling.

"Little brother?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice reached Shen Yan's ears, and Shen Yan subconsciously turned his head to look.

He saw that right in front of a computer desk.

A young man with a dignified appearance and thick eyebrows and big eyes was looking at him in astonishment.

Who else could it be but Shen Jiaqing.

Seeing Shen Yan in a suit and leather shoes, dressed like a social elite, Shen Jiaqing almost didn't recognize him and couldn't help but ask, "Little brother, why did you run here?"

Shen Yan said he came to handle some business: "Brother Jiaqing, is this the company you joined?"

Lin Bin chimed in at the right moment: "President Shen, this is a programmer our company just hired."

This is like a wheat awn falling into the eye of a needle—a complete coincidence.

From the Spring Festival until now, a period of one month, thanks to the existence of real estate speculators, on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Shen Liangping successfully sold the house in Wencheng at a price of 21,000 per square meter.

Then he transferred the noodle shop.

Afterwards, the family of three came to Shanghai without hesitation.

After several rounds of investigation, they bought a finished apartment in Green Xinhua Residential Quarter on Pudian Road in the Pudong New Area last week; the house was 120 square meters, three bedrooms and one living room, at a unit price of 19,000 per square meter.

Calculated, the total price was exactly on par with that house in Wencheng.

Yesterday, Shen Yan had spoken to Shen Liangping on the phone, saying that the furniture and appliances had already been bought, and they were preparing to move in once an auspicious day arrived.

At that time, they would also bring Grandma Shen over.

Shen Yan knew that Shen Jiaqing had found a new job, but he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that he would be recruited into Xiaogu Company.

???

At this moment, Shen Jiaqing was completely bewildered; he seriously suspected he was having auditory hallucinations.

President Shen? Our company?

What the hell!

Just as he was about to ask further, Shen Yan didn't have the intention to chat much and greeted him, saying: "Brother Jiaqing, I still have things to attend to, let's talk later."

After saying this, he followed Lin Bin and Chen Jun toward the office.

Watching the back that disappeared around the corner, the employee who had come in with Chen Jun could no longer suppress the curiosity in his heart and asked: "Shen Jiaqing, what is your relationship with our company's major shareholder? You two seem very familiar."

"What major shareholder?" Shen Jiaqing didn't understand the meaning.

That employee hurriedly explained: "The handsome guy who was just talking to you!"

"What? He is our company's major shareholder?" Shen Jiaqing's eyes widened instantly.

This news caught him off guard, and he was completely stunned, his mouth hanging wide open, as if he could swallow an egg.

Shen Jiaqing knew that besides Taobao, Shen Yan was running other businesses outside, but for a law student to come and run an electronics industry, the step was a bit too big.

What made him most curious was exactly what Shen Yan's net worth was.

Is it really that simple to make money in business?

Although he didn't know the specific strength of the company, just those technical experts alone were enough to make one's scalp tingle, and developing mobile phones wasn't child's play; it would at least take a "small goal."

Thinking of this, Shen Jiaqing felt his scalp tingle again.

Seeing Shen Jiaqing stunned and silent, the employee was a bit unhappy, nudged him with an elbow, and asked again about his relationship with Shen Yan.

Shen Jiaqing didn't have that many devious thoughts and said that Shen Yan was his cousin.

Now the colleagues all exploded, surrounding him one after another, discussing in a hubbub: your cousin is so capable, why are you still working yourself to death for others?

Why don't you hurry up and hug his thigh?

Facing everyone's doubts, Shen Jiaqing was a bit embarrassed and didn't know how to explain, so he simply kept his mouth shut.

Consequently, the colleagues imagined a scenario.

A rich young master, dissatisfied with his family's arrangements, left home in a fit of anger and drifted alone outside.

After all, the company had just expanded, and everyone was not familiar with each other.

In a society full of worldly wisdom, fawning over the powerful is human instinct; immediately, quite a few colleagues began cozying up to Shen Jiaqing to probe into his family situation.

"There's a restaurant nearby with good food; I'll take you there for lunch."

"Jiaqing, how about we go to karaoke tonight? A get-together for the new colleague."

"Jiaqing, didn't you say yesterday there was some code you didn't quite understand? I'll explain it to you in a bit."

Shen Jiaqing only had low emotional intelligence, but his brain was very sharp; how could he not guess the intentions of these people? He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, never thinking that he would one day be the one being flattered.

Inside the office, the three sat down on the sofa, and after drinking a cup of hot water, Chen Jun asked curiously: "Shen Yan, you seem very familiar with that programmer outside?"

Shen Yan replied: "That is my cousin; I didn't expect him to join our company."

Lin Bin and Chen Jun were stunned at first, but they didn't take it too seriously; Lin Bin joked about whether they should promote him to a team leader or something, but Shen Yan said it was completely unnecessary.

"He is not a person who likes twists and turns; delving into technology is more suitable for him."

Lin Bin was not surprised by this; programmers are generally not good at socializing, and people like him who have outstanding leadership and strong communication skills are few and far between.