[{"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-84":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},2264297,4419,"Chapter 84: The Sprout of a Billionaire Tycoon—Chen Yansen Is Arrested!","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-84",84,"\u003Cp>The next morning, a “beep-beep” horn sounded outside the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the Huangpu River, a cargo ship slowly passed, awakening many people asleep along the banks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie slowly opened her eyes, about to sit up, when she realized she was lying in Chen Yansen’s arms—she panicked, yanked back the covers, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her pajamas were intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen lay on his side, face turned toward her, his lips attractive, his nose high and straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, Meng Jie recalled the saying about high noses; she gently shook Chen Yansen, saw he didn’t react, then gathered courage and lifted the corner of the blanket, her gaze sliding downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart pounded like a drum, her cheeks flushed, and her small head slowly slipped under the covers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen, fast asleep, suddenly rolled over and clamped his legs around Meng Jie’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smelling Chen Yansen’s strong odor, Meng Jie panicked, raised her hand, and slapped his back several times hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen, woken by the slaps, asked drowsily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was going to ask you that!” Meng Jie felt guilty but forced herself to retort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You should’ve been on the sofa—why are you in bed?” Chen Yansen suddenly asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, why indeed! You must’ve carried me up while I was asleep,” Meng Jie guessed wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, she actually guessed right!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once you’re up, you’re not going back down!” Chen Yansen snatched Meng Jie’s slender waist, pulled her close, and she pressed against him entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie was short—only 1.56 meters tall, weighing barely eighty jin—and in Chen Yansen’s eyes, she was as light as a cotton ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their foreheads touched, their noses nearly brushing, warm breaths exchanging within inches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you hiding under the blanket?” Meng Jie suddenly asked, trying to ease the awkward tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t grab around!” Chen Yansen sucked in a sharp breath—this girl had a strong grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie suddenly realized, screamed “Whoa!”, leapt up, her cheeks crimson as if dripping blood, and scrambled far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Yansen, you’re a pervert!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie cursed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re the one taking advantage of me, and you’re cursing me?” Chen Yansen sat up on the bed, retorting irritably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rose to give Meng Jie a proper lesson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Meng Jie twisted her body and bolted; the two chased each other around the forty-square-meter apartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not teasing you anymore—brush your teeth, wash your face; I’ll take you to Jiaotong University first this morning, have lunch at the revolving restaurant in the Oriental Pearl Tower, visit the City God Temple in the afternoon, and tonight I’ll take you to a concert.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen laid out a packed schedule, then added: “Consider it your birthday gift—satisfied?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These activities seemed ordinary, nothing special, but they perfectly suited Meng Jie’s tastes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You remember my birthday?” Meng Jie giggled, grabbing his arm and hugging it affectionately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“December 24th—your campus card? I personally handled it,” Chen Yansen said with a smile, walking to the sink and unwrapping a new toothbrush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, both dressed neatly, they finished breakfast and stepped out to hail a taxi toward Jiaotong University.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forty minutes later, the car stopped at Jiaotong’s gate; after registering their information, they entered the campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie said that since middle school, she’d dreamed of attending a university in Shanghai—her top choice was Jiaotong, second was Tongji—but in the end, she’d only gotten into Xucheng College.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing through Shanghai, she naturally wanted to see it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen nodded, half-joking: “I once considered picking between Tsinghua and Peking University myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After touring half the campus, Meng Jie hung her head, feeling inferior: “Xucheng College can’t compare to this place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even mentioning teaching quality or faculty—just the campus environment alone crushed Xucheng; even the cafeteria was several times larger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why compare? Life isn’t just about studying—you can excel in other areas too,” Chen Yansen said carelessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boss Chen never wasted energy on self-doubt; he’d dated many highly educated girls, some with stark personality contrasts, but most were dull and boring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie murmured an “Mm,” and the rest of the tour felt listless; originally planning to head to the restaurant at 10:30, they’d barely left Jiaotong by 9:30.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a café over there—let’s rest there,” Meng Jie suggested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the time was still early, Chen Yansen readily agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They ordered two coffees, sat at a small round table by the window, beside a half-meter-high bookshelf filled with youth literature for guests to browse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You need to pull the slingshot back farther for the bird to fly higher and farther.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen and Meng Jie huddled together playing Angry Birds; their voices were low, but the four people in the corner frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ahao, why don’t we go to the library? That couple’s too loud,” said a bespectacled boy, clearly annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are more couples in the library,” Cai Yuhao shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once we get the prize money from the iOS game development contest, we’ll rent a quieter apartment as our studio,” said another boy with thinning hair, full of dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That guy’s using the latest iPhone 4—we’ve only tested our new game on the iPhone 3GS. Why not borrow his phone to check compatibility?” the balding boy glanced over and nudged the last guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dude, why don’t you go yourself?” Liu Wei grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re our team’s social butterfly—sending you is maximizing resources. If I sent Ahao, he’d spend half a day not even letting out a fart,” the balding boy chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, you’ve got good taste.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei’s lips curled high; he stood up and walked toward Chen Yansen and Meng Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hi, classmate—I’m a graduate student at Jiaotong. Could I borrow your iPhone 4 to test game compatibility on iOS? Convenient?” Liu Wei assumed they were also Jiaotong students and got straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen turned and saw a long-faced, short-haired boy in his early twenties, eyes radiating confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re developing a game?” Chen Yansen asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, you guys from Jiaotong too? Here’s my student ID,” Liu Wei, overly familiar, flashed his ID in front of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, go ahead,” Chen Yansen handed over his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks, bro!” Liu Wei grabbed the phone and scurried back to his seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen didn’t think much of it and continued playing with Meng Jie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About half an hour later, as they prepared to leave, Liu Wei, Cai Yuhao, and the others finally packed up and came over to return the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro, the game’s still installed—if you like it, you can keep it to kill time,” Liu Wei grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen took the phone, glanced casually at the screen, then froze as he moved to pocket it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked again at the game’s title, then raised his head to confirm: “Did you develop ‘Pósuō Wùyǔ’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, we won an award for it in July, bro—have you played it?” Liu Wei replied instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Chen Yansen, CEO of FoxTao. What are your names?” Chen Yansen took a breath and asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CEO of FoxTao?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei and the others exchanged glances—the name FoxTao sounded vaguely familiar, but they couldn’t place it; still, the title “CEO” was impressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Liu Wei!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Luo Chenghao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jin Zhicheng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cai Yuhao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though confused by Chen Yansen’s intent, they’d used his phone for over half an hour and he’d introduced himself—they answered openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, it really is these guys!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen didn’t play games much, but in his past life, when he hung out with Hao Rui at the business lounge, Hao Rui always mentioned his time at Epsilon and lamented missing the angel investment in Mihayou as the biggest regret of his career.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hao Rui was an executive director at Penguin Venture Capital, leading the Series A funding for Feiyu Technology, and he and Chen Yansen were close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is game development expensive?” Chen Yansen smiled, posing a new question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing Chen Yansen’s introduction, Cai Yuhao and the others realized FoxTao’s standing in the industry and viewed him with new respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d started a business as a freshman and had 20 million users in under half a year—his ability was extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They themselves had entrepreneurial dreams and understood how hard starting a business was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Chen, are you saying… you want to invest in us?” Liu Wei chose his words carefully, cautiously probing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, if you’re willing, sure,” Chen Yansen replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cai Yuhao, introverted but sharp, grew wary at Chen Yansen’s actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Wei felt the same—meeting an investor randomly in a café who immediately offered money? Too unreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen noticed their hesitation, realized he’d been too eager, and added: “The gameplay and mechanics of ‘Pósuō Wùyǔ’ are excellent. Investing a few hundred thousand is nothing to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was calm, indifferent—though it reeked of showing off, it put Cai Yuhao and the others at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen knew well: to deal with Cai Yuhao and the others, just handing out money wouldn’t work—you had to give them creative freedom and space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Add to that his constant declarations of “I really admire your game,” and the group was deeply moved, enthusiastically promising that once their studio was established, they’d definitely come to Chen Yansen for funding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged contact information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, two police inspectors entered, scanned the room, and fixed their gaze on Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you Chen Yansen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One inspector stepped forward, sizing him up, and asked in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen was baffled—he couldn’t fathom what could make inspectors bypass phone inquiries and show up in person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d only arrived in Shanghai yesterday, hadn’t gone to the business lounge or gotten a foot massage—was this a case of mistaken identity?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was about to say, “You’ve got the wrong person.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But seeing the inspectors’ confident expressions, he nodded reluctantly: “What do you want?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t you know what you did?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The older inspector snorted, reciting the usual line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come with us,” the younger inspector pointed toward the car outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait! You haven’t shown any identification—who knows if you’re real Police Inspectors? And you haven’t given a reason—why are you taking him away?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie stepped forward and demanded angrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little girl, are you determined to obstruct our duties?” the senior Police Inspector squinted, issuing a silent warning as he displayed his credentials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine—I haven’t broken any rules, so I’m not afraid to go to the Police Inspection Office.” Chen Yansen patted Meng Jie’s shoulder and calmly reassured her, then added slowly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have Wang Zihao contact Cao Dahua and tell Principal Tang Qingshan about this situation. Then have Teacher Wang Jing recommend a lawyer from Hushi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Jing was Tang Qingshan’s legal advisor assigned to Fox Tao; with his connections, finding a reliable lawyer wouldn’t be difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After confirming the destination, Chen Yansen calmly got into the vehicle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Jie stood where she was, her mind in turmoil. Remembering Chen Yansen’s instructions, she rushed out of the café and began making calls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could this guy be a scammer?” the balding boy speculated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unlikely—I’m good at reading people. He doesn’t seem like a bad guy,” Liu Wei said, voicing his judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Wang Zihao learned that Chen Yansen had been taken away by the Police Inspectors, he panicked—but he didn’t forget Chen Yansen’s instructions. He rushed into Cao Dahua’s office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1892,"2026-06-19T19:17:18.227Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f55e0ab5997bae44978ffc8be877e4e3ea14963e79fc820f1909eb1d00ccfac8","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-85","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-83",387,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-cover.jpg"]