Chapter 171

An ancient divine dragon, capable of changing its size at will, stretched across the heavens and earth, while two little sparrows engaged in a rhythmic, undulating dance within a blessed cave-heaven named Mount Wu, located in the vast, boundless universe. Inside the blessed land, rain accompanied flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder, intermingled with the dragon's roars and the little sparrows' sharp, piercing cries...

Originally, they had just gone out for a simple lunch. But after eating, Yang Zixi was acting all clingy and wouldn't let him leave, saying they should go out and have some fun. Lin Xia didn't say anything, but she was also a bit tempted; she liked to have fun too.

After all, having thoroughly wrapped Yang Zixi around his finger, Wang Yan would occasionally indulge her a little, not to mention he still wanted to study Lin Xia. Since there was nothing else to do, he figured he might as well play along.

And so, Wang "The Bachelor" Yan took the two of them out to spend money, drinking, singing, and clubbing. Plus, with Yang Zixi's mother-fucking instigation and a bit of alcohol to set the mood, well... it all happened quite naturally, and in a half-reluctant, half-willing state, the little city was conquered.

Of course, Wang Yan was a purely decent person. If he had to get a girl drunk before making a move, that would be no different from rape, and it would be something that would land him in the criminal law system he relied on to get his start. Besides, if she blacked out, it wouldn't be any fun; it would be no different from drugging her, treating her like a doll.

If there's no response, he really can't bear to spend money on a blow-up doll; it's not even as good as just jacking off himself. It was purely to vent his unfulfilled desires and unleash the beastly nature within. In Wang Mou's opinion, people like that should be shot, and they should be made to watch other death-row inmates being executed on the execution ground first, only to be shot themselves after they've been scared shitless. Three to ten years is still too light.

It was just a normal drink, a bit hazy, but Lin Xia was still sober. It was just that the alcohol amplified some of her small desires, giving her strength and the courage to do things she dared to think about but never dared to do in the past.

Wang Mou had always believed that relationships between men and women were a matter of "one willing to hit, one willing to be hit." Since she had agreed half-reluctantly, what else was there to say? As long as it felt good, that was enough. If Lin Xia hadn't agreed, then that would have been that. Wang Mou would have had to reflect on what went wrong—was his "Bachelor" aura not working, or had his flirting skills declined?

The sun was high in the sky. Wang Yan opened his eyes, removed the hand from his body, pushed aside the leg across his waist, looked left and right at the two naked women on either side, and gently sat up.

It wasn't that Wang Mou was a monarch neglecting his morning court; in fact, due to the powerful effect of the biological clock he had cultivated over nearly two hundred years, he had been up for a long time. He had originally intended to go out for some exercise, but the two women were awakened by his movements in the morning.

Seeing the half-hidden, half-exposed spring scenery, well... in the morning, the yang energy was sufficient and the firepower was strong, so Wang Yan had another round of indoor exercise. Afterward, he cuddled with the two of them for a short nap, and only now did he get up.

Wang Yan got out of bed to wash up and got dressed. The two women on the bed were still fast asleep, completely unaffected by him. Who said there are only tired oxen and no broken fields? Wang "The Beast" Da expressed his disagreement.

He glanced at the two still fast asleep, focusing on Lin Xia, whom he had just conquered, and Wang Yan couldn't help but think about his impressions after the deed.

Lin Xia had only met Cheng Feng through Fei Si some time after starting university, so perhaps she had had another fruitless love story before that. To put it another way, Lin Xia was not a virgin.

However, it might also be because she had been alone for many years, and having first tasted the forbidden fruit when she was young, she hadn't felt the joy of love between a man and a woman. To put this another way, well... it was very tight.

He shook his head and didn't disturb them. Wang Yan went downstairs to extend the room rental, and after a simple meal, he drove straight to the company. The time was just right; by the time he arrived, the afternoon work would have just begun.

Arriving at the company, Wang Yan didn't rush to work but instead leisurely brewed some tea.

Although there were many emails in his inbox, most were just copies of things his subordinates had already handled. It was enough to just take a look; generally, there was nothing major. If there really was something urgent, his subordinates would have come to him directly. And having lived for so long, Wang Yan had basically always been the boss; his management and control abilities were most directly reflected in his stability.

To say nothing else, the thirteen-level organizational structure management system he used, after being initially implemented by the Infernal Affairs gangs and then improved and adjusted over several worlds, was a very excellent and effective organizational structure.

Basically, it worked wherever it was placed; the only differences were adapting to local conditions and times, and modifying small details according to the situation. With this, plus the ability to judge people he had honed while walking the world, Wang Mou didn't even need to speak for general emergencies; his underlings would handle them clearly and thoroughly.

"Thump... thump... thump."

He hadn't been sitting there fiddling with the tea set for long when the office door was knocked on.

"Come in."

Then the door was pushed open, and Shi Xiaomeng walked in with a file: "Brother, you're here."

Shi Xiaomeng wasn't surprised that Wang Yan came so late, because ever since WeChat went online, Wang Yan had basically become a hands-off boss. And after Wang Yan got all the code out of his brain, there was even less to do.

So if there was something, he wouldn't come; if there was nothing, he would come to work, but that was just to simply handle matters his subordinates couldn't handle, and the rest of the time was spent in his office researching artificial intelligence-related issues.

"Xiaomeng, come over and sit."

Nodding, Shi Xiaomeng sat down and raised the file in his hand: "Brother, I'm here to report to you on the results of Pinyidao."

Wang Yan poured him a cup of tea: "Go ahead."

Actually, he had all these things in his inbox, and he would know them after taking a look in a while. It was understandable that Shi Xiaomeng, in his first time in a high position, was excited and wanted to take on some work for himself.

Shi Xiaomeng cleared his throat, opened the folder, and while looking at it, reported to Wang Yan: "From 12:00 noon yesterday to 12:00 noon today, Pinyidao had registered users within 24 hours of going online..."

When talking about the situation, Shi Xiaomeng's voice trembled somewhat. There was no help for it; he had been working here for several months, and he naturally had a deeper understanding of the internet circle, understanding what these data meant. And from now on, with him in charge, he knew what this meant—it was just that he didn't quite understand, but he would know after comparing it with the CEOs of other big companies. Simply put, it was four words: soaring to great heights.

You have to know that his dearest Brother Wang also gave him a significant amount of shares. Even if it were diluted by financing in the future, that mother-fucking number was something he could never have imagined in his life. Looking at it this way, the 300 million his Brother Wang mentioned before was an understatement. And that's not to mention the connections he made in that position, which were also precious wealth.

Under his Brother Wang's wise leadership, if there really was a day to go public... tsk tsk, I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it...

"Hmm, I know, drink your tea."

Hearing him babble for a long time, Wang Yan also had a count. Having said so much, most of it was some predictions, some analysis, and some small problems with the product itself discovered after going online. The key content was two points: one was the number of registered people in 24 hours, and the other was the number of orders, the number of transaction people, and the transaction amount within 24 hours.

This was data that everyone inside and outside the circle was paying attention to, because competitors wanted to use this to judge its competitiveness and impact on themselves, as well as their response methods.

There was also a group of people holding a lot of cash who didn't know how to spend it, watching their money lose value day by day while unable to find a safe and reliable wealth appreciation project. The spokespersons they held high, that is, the venture capital bosses and private equity bigwigs, had to judge whether this project was really good, whether it had prospects, whether it could outperform the market, and whether it could be the next unicorn.

Seeing Wang Yan so indifferent, Shi Xiaomeng couldn't help but ask: "Brother... are you... not even a little happy?"

"Xiaomeng, you must guard against arrogance and impetuosity. You must have a calm spirit when encountering major events. What is there to be happy about with these small achievements? In the future, when we have hundreds of millions of users and go public smoothly, won't we be going to heaven? So, a normal heart is very important."

Wang Yan lectured Shi Xiaomeng shamelessly.

In fact? He had been happy when he first sold Gleevec and saw those stacks of cash; he had been happy when he took down the whole of Tuen Mun, when everyone called him brother, and when ordinary people couldn't even speak clearly when they saw him; he had also been happy when he banged Gu Jia and threw 200 million at her until she was dizzy... too many, too many.

It was mainly because he, Wang Mou, was too awesome; this was nothing.

Hearing the bragging words Wang Yan said casually, Shi Xiaomeng, this silly boy, really frowned and reflected.

Seeing him like this, Wang Yan interrupted: "Alright, remember my words, go back and think about it carefully. You've been guarding for a whole night, right? How about I give you a holiday to go back and have a good rest?"

"I didn't stay up all night, I napped for a while in the middle." Shi Xiaomeng hurriedly waved his hand: "Besides, many people haven't left, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to go back, I have to lead by example. It won't be long before I get off work, I'll just hold on a bit longer."

Hearing this reason, Wang Yan didn't know what to say. Was this the subordinate reversing the leader? He really hadn't heard of a leader feeling embarrassed to leave because the subordinates hadn't left; this was the first time.

He, Wang Mou, was not an unscrupulous capitalist specializing in exploitation. Because many of the staff related to the Pinyidao project had guarded for a night, he had previously said he would give them paid leave. But since people are in the world, there will always be those with poor conditions, or those who are really risking their lives for tomorrow.

He had long had rules: as long as it was a normal holiday that was not a festival, work was counted as overtime, and the salary was double. As for holidays, the Labor Law clearly stipulated triple pay, so he naturally strictly observed this, which went without saying.

So the paid leave he gave these people, strictly speaking, was a normal holiday that was not a festival. The previous WeChat launch was like this; someone found a loophole and raised a question, and Wang Yan naturally wouldn't break his word and agreed directly.

It was also like this, and this time was no exception. Except for a part of the people, many people were earning double the salary of his boss Wang here. After all, it was only a few hours before getting off work, so they would just endure it and fish a little, and it would pass; earning more was earning more.

He naturally knew about this loophole long ago. After all, it was a set of effective rules inherited from several worlds. Smart people are everywhere, and they had long discovered it.

It was just that last time he was a gangster, and most of his underlings were mother-fucking South Korean sticks, so there was no such thing as innocent lives. Besides, he wished he could open a mother-fucking sweatshop directly, and plus he had been a gangster for more than ten years and had forgotten about this.

This time it was drilled by someone again, and he remembered it. This time, it would be abolished after it passed. After all, he wasn't afraid of people fishing and earning his money; he was afraid of people risking their lives with him.

Shaking his head, Wang Yan added tea for Shi Xiaomeng again: "Then drink more tea to refresh yourself."

The two chatted for a while and drank another pot of tea. When leaving, Wang Yan gave Shi Xiaomeng some tea leaves to drink. Only then did Wang Yan tidy up the tea set and sit back in his chair to study his artificial intelligence.

In the middle, he received a call from Yang Zixi, who said a bunch of flirtatious words to Wang Yan with a giggle, making Lin Xia on the side scream and want to fight Yang Zixi desperately. Finally, she asked about the time to get off work, saying she wanted him to go to the house she bought for Yang Zixi in the evening. Only then did he hang up the phone and continue his research.

He had already gotten the code out, and the personnel department, under his instruction, was also frantically contacting headhunters, social recruitment, and visiting experts and professors and other excellent artificial intelligence professionals.

Last time in the New World, his artificial intelligence strength was already leading the world, but he couldn't remember too much, and after returning to the real world, he couldn't reach that level. This time, he would continue to fill, research, expand, and upgrade on the previous basis. If he worked for eight or nine years, he believed that when he went out, he should be at the forefront of the world, no worse than Western countries and some big factories in the country.

The premise of doing the above was that he needed to recruit a batch of underlings and then do those small branches well, so he wanted to develop... he wanted to improve the country's soft power and still had to continue to work hard...

At 5:30, Wang Yan tidied up and got up to get off work.

As soon as he went out, he saw Shi Xiaomeng also just walking out, greeting him: "Leaving, Brother."

Wang Yan nodded, shaking the car keys in his hand: "Shall I give you a ride?"

"No need, I'll just take a taxi." Shi Xiaomeng waved his hand: "Oh, by the way, Brother, I forgot to tell you before. Shen Bing said she wanted to invite you to our house for another meal when you have time. It's not just because you've promoted me so much, she also wants to thank you."

"Of course, let's find a time in the next few days."

"Okay, great."

Seeing Wang Yan agree, Shi Xiaomeng grinned. He wanted to thank Wang Yan, but he really didn't have a way to thank him, and he was quite happy to be able to invite him to dinner. Now that the company was showing its edge, there were too many people who wanted to invite his Brother Wang to dinner, and they were all people with status and ability, but he hadn't seen his Brother Wang go, mostly letting other vice presidents handle it.

While talking, the elevator reached the first floor: "Then I'll go first, Brother."

Wang Yan smiled and nodded: "Go ahead."

The reason he agreed was also to see what state Shen Bing was in; he didn't have anything to worry about. After all, a normal woman wouldn't be so stupid as to have other thoughts when her man's career was rising—oh, no, it should be when it was exploding like a rocket. There must be stupid people, but Shen Bing was obviously not one.

And it also had to count the different conditions of Shi Xiaomeng; life would be better, and days would be more beautiful. The impact on Shen Bing in this process could not be ignored. Therefore, as long as there were no major accidents, Shen Bing should consistently maintain the image of a virtuous wife and mother from the beginning, just like Shen Bing's suggestion to invite him to dinner just now, which was truly for Shi Xiaomeng's consideration.

The elevator reached the underground parking lot, Wang Yan drove off and went to Yang Zixi's residence.

Finding a place to park downstairs, he didn't need to knock on the door when going upstairs; he took the key out of the space and opened the door.

When he was turning the lock, he heard a burst of footsteps running over quickly inside. When he opened the door, he saw Yang Zixi standing in front of the door happily: "Honey, you're back..."

Wang Yan nodded, turned around to close the door, let Yang Zixi help him change his shoes and take off his coat, smelled the fragrance of food drifting over, and heard the clanging in the kitchen: "Is Lin Xia cooking?"

"We cooked together, honey, I made you a ten-complete tonic soup today..."

That was true, but Yang Zixi was still cursing Wang Yan, this stinky man, in her heart. She saw her first and didn't ask anything, directly paying attention to Lin Xia. Sure enough, once a man had a new love, he would forget the old one.

Wang Yan had a question mark on his face: "Ten-complete tonic soup?" Do I need that?

Yang Zixi knew Wang Yan had misunderstood as soon as she saw it, and hurriedly said: "Oh, where did you think? Isn't it because you were so tired last night and this morning, so let's make up for it, what if your body is empty?"

"Hmm, you have a heart." Wang Yan nodded, thinking that neither of these two women could run away today, and he had to let them know whether Comrade Xiao Wang was mother-fucking empty or not.

After changing into slippers, Wang Yan walked to the kitchen.

Lin Xia was wielding a big spoon there. Seeing Wang Yan appear, she said with dodging eyes: "You... you're back..."

She really didn't expect that she would be like this one day. After all, she used to look down on Yang Zixi, but what about now? Sharing a husband with Yang Zixi? And after Wang Yan left today, she chatted with Yang Zixi and found out that this husband still had someone else outside?

If you want to say regret... after a day, she thought about it almost the same, otherwise she wouldn't have appeared here. Things had already happened, and she was willing, and no one forced her. They were all adults, and they had to be responsible for their own behavior, right?

After figuring it out, feeling the small pain in her body, and recalling those "um-ah" scenes. She didn't even dare to think about it before, but it was still a bit exciting...

"Hmm, how do you feel?"

"Quite... quite good."

Wang Yan nodded: "Your dish is burnt."

"Ah? Ah... not good." Lin Xia hurriedly busied herself with the dishes and didn't talk to Wang Yan again.

Shrugging his shoulders, Wang Yan turned and walked to the sofa and sat down. It was understandable, after all, breaking through the secular world and breaking through oneself for the first time, there must be a time to adapt. Maybe it wasn't deep enough, it would be fine to have another big one today, the problem wasn't big.

Yang Zixi brought him a glass of hot water, let him watch TV by himself, and turned back to the kitchen to get busy with Lin Xia.

The two were chirping and whispering there. Wang Yan could hear Yang Zixi's triumphant laughter and Lin Xia's exasperation from time to time.

Wang Yan, who was watching TV, smiled slightly. Being in the world, especially like him, comfort is the most important thing...