[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp":3,"chapter-i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-8":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I Get Stronger Every Payday—With One Billion Employees!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2264221,4419,"Chapter 8: Brother, You Smell So Good (Please Follow)","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-8",8,"\u003Cp>Chen Yansen came home and collapsed into bed, only getting up reluctantly when his alarm rang, then riding his bike to the county hospital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The process went smoothly—his vision, hearing, and motor skills were all excellent; all he needed to do was submit the physical exam form to the driving school and wait for the test schedule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wanna go to the internet cafe and play a round of Pyramid?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zihao wiped sweat from his forehead and grunted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Late July, peak Sanfu heat; the afternoon sun blazed overhead, the air thick with scorching heat, the asphalt softened under the blaze, each step making the soles of his shoes stick slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heading to the internet cafe to play some games and sneak in some AC was definitely a teenager’s top choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boring.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen waved his hand, let out a long sigh, and plopped down on the marble slab outside the driving school, looking listless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How about I treat you to pool? A new pool hall just opened at the south gate—AC running all day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zihao looked pained, clearly the pool hall charged high prices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen reluctantly agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The samples sent from Yangcheng, though shipped via SF Express air freight, still took two or three days; the resale of MP3s and MP4s wouldn’t start for at least another three to five days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he had only two choices:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either go home and drill driving test questions, or head to the pool hall and chill in the AC.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two hopped on their bikes, chatting and laughing all the way, and soon passed through Tongfei Gate, turning left into a narrow alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they reached the door, a black eight ball flew straight at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen ducked his head instantly, dodging sharply; then came a loud “crash”—the ball slammed into the ground, shattering a piece of blue stone slab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zihao, standing nearby, scowled, yanked aside the curtain, and roared inside: “Are you playing pool or trying to kill people?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, sorry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, it’s you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two girls, seventeen or eighteen, gripped their cues and hurried over, bowing repeatedly to Wang Zihao in apology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Xue, Li Maimai, was that you two?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zihao’s anger softened slightly when he recognized his classmates, though his tone remained sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haozi, you okay?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another girl stepped out—white short-sleeve top, light blue jeans, hands in pockets, looking cool, her brow furrowed with concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, you’re here too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zihao scratched his head and grinned sheepishly, responding to Meng Jie; his attitude finally eased, then added: “I’m fine, but Chen Yansen almost got hit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Yansen, I’m so sorry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s all Maimai’s fault—she hit too hard, we were terrified!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Xue and Li Maimai apologized with guilty expressions, sizing up Chen Yansen to confirm he wasn’t hurt, then finally relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Maimai, pool isn’t shot put—thankfully I dodged fast enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen stepped forward, teasing with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He vaguely remembered this chubby girl—last autumn’s sports meet, she’d won first place in shot put for Class Eight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll be careful next time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Maimai blushed, still shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good thing you’re all right—since we ran into each other, let’s all play together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie called them back into the pool hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling breeze hit Chen Yansen’s face; he had little interest in pool, took the Fruitful Orange from Meng Jie, sipped slowly, and scanned the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was surprised to find that girls from over a decade ago dressed more boldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were seven or eight girls in tank tops and hot pants!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“White?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie noticed Chen Yansen’s eyes locked on several pairs of pale legs, slipped beside him, and glared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not just white—long too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen admitted openly, unashamed, still staring at the legs without turning his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Yansen, your face is thicker than a city wall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie froze—she hadn’t expected such blunt honesty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks, I’ll take that as a compliment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen took a small sip of his drink; he was eighteen, liked looking at pretty legs—what was wrong with that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last time at KTV, you used me as a shield—Zhou Keyuan must hate me now. What are you going to do to make it up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie lifted her foot and kicked his calf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never meant to use you as a shield.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen turned to look down at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her skin was so pale—perhaps from the heat, faint blushes colored her cheeks, her nose high and straight, lips full and red, long lashes hidden beneath black-rimmed glasses, eyes bright and sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her petite, delicate frame was an added bonus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But a bit small.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen spoke without restraint, murmuring his assessment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie followed his gaze and realized he’d stopped at her chest—she understood what “a bit small” truly meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Yansen, you bastard! I’ve always thought of you as a brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with Meng Jie’s bold personality, Chen Yansen’s direct teasing pushed her over the edge—she swung her fists and shouted in protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that so? Dare to play a game?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen didn’t answer, a mischievous smile curling his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s afraid? Bring it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie stood tall, thrusting her chest forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Give me your hand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen held his left palm upward, gesturing for her to place hers on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You used this trick last time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie glanced at his palm—long, strong fingers; for some reason, she swallowed involuntarily, though her tone remained dismissive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Simple game: stare into each other’s eyes. Whoever looks away first loses.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen took her hand and explained the rules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re definitely going to lose.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie snorted, assumed her stance like she was glaring at a mortal enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen said nothing, staring straight into her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warmth from her palm gradually made Meng Jie restless; as time passed, his smiling face seemed etched into her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharp brows, starry eyes, deep gaze, lips perfectly proportioned, smile faint yet present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Turns out Chen Yansen is really handsome!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His eyebrows are nice, his eyes are great, his nose is high and straight, his lips are perfectly shaped—perfect…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she stared at his face, she silently evaluated it, her fierce gaze slowly softening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are they doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haozi, Chen Yansen’s your best friend—tell us honestly, is he seriously trying to chase Meng Jie?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Zihao and the other two stood nearby, whispering, their gossip flames burning fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After watching for a while and seeing the two still locked in a staring contest, they gave up and returned to their pool game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This game’s boring—I could stare at you all day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, Meng Jie pouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Then why’s your heart beating so fast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen smiled faintly, tapping her wrist—his fingers had been resting on her pulse all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few minutes, her heartbeat had thundered like a drum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no, you’re mistaken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie yanked her hand away forcefully, denying it loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, brother’s fine too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen shrugged, sighed heavily, feigning disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him like that, Meng Jie felt a sudden pang of guilt, regret welling up inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But brother, you smell so good—what soap do you use?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing she was silent, Chen Yansen leaned close to her ear and whispered softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm breath poured into her ear, a tingling, ticklish sensation that made her jump up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Yansen, you’re a pervert!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl’s face flushed crimson, the color spreading to her ears, teeth clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brothers who made it this far, please drop a vote—thank you so much!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1257,"2026-06-19T19:17:18.227Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","62f0cc7cf8d0e49f058d690011b24fa8322c3e24f933f9abfb99d9714690daf3","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-9","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-7",387,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-cover.jpg"]