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Ji Fanyin pursed her lips, opened the passenger door, and got in. The car door was heavy, making a dull, reliable "bang" as it closed.

She fastened her seatbelt, her fingers tracing the smooth wood grain and cool metal parts, the seat beneath her soft and supportive.

An indescribable sense of alienation, stemming from differences in quality and social class, quietly arises.

Not long ago, she was still squeezing onto a sweaty, smelly bus, worrying about next month's rent.

Now, she sits in a brand-new Passat, next to the man who has captivated her both physically and mentally, and who has given her a cruel and vast battlefield.

And he had just finished discussing the nascent business empire of dozens of chain stores.

The black Passat glided smoothly out of the dealership and into the traffic. Lei Guoliang drove steadily, yet with precise control, overtaking and merging cleanly and crisply, exuding a sense of mastery.

"Let's go eat first, then we'll go see the two shops I've been eyeing." He looked ahead, his voice exceptionally clear in the quiet carriage.

"You'll be coming with me this afternoon to meet with people from the accounting firm. I've also arranged to have dinner with someone with property management experience tonight. Observe more, listen more, and talk less."

"Hmm." Ji Fanyin nodded, and immediately took out her large shoulder bag. With quick movements and a focused expression, she had already stepped into the role of assistant and future manager, quickly suppressing the slight sense of unease she had felt at the 4S store.

The next half day passed like a wound-up toy.

They quickly ate a light meal and then looked at two shops in succession. Lei Guoliang didn't stay long at each place, but his questions were sharp, prompting Ji Fanyin to offer his opinions as well.

In the end, he made the decision to buy the first shop he saw, located on a street corner in a well-established large community, and paid the deposit on the spot, which surprised the landlady.

Next, I went to see Accountant Chen from the accounting firm, a middle-aged man in his forties with shrewd eyes and a shrewd way of speaking.

Lei Guoliang asked some professional questions, which the other party answered fluently, and they quickly finalized their cooperation intention for bookkeeping services.

I had dinner with Zhao Cheng, who has experience in property management.

Zhao Cheng was thirty-five or thirty-six years old, with dark skin and eyes that carried the shrewdness and caution of a seasoned veteran.

Lei Guoliang asked some practical questions about property management, and Zhao Cheng answered them honestly.

After the meal, it was basically decided that he would be responsible for daily house maintenance and communication with tenants, and the handover would begin tomorrow.

Throughout the process, Lei Guoliang didn't say much, but every word he uttered hit the nail on the head, exuding a powerful aura.

Ji Fanyin tried her best to keep up, striving to remember every detail, every name, and every place that might require her to follow up in the future.

She felt the occasional scrutinizing and evaluative glances from Zhao Cheng and Accountant Chen, which made her straighten her back even more.

On the return trip, night had fallen. City lights flowed like a river of light outside the car window. Ji Fanyin leaned back in her seat, her body and mind filled with the exhaustion of high-intensity work, but her brain was unusually excited, as if it had been reorganized, filled with all kinds of information, names, and to-do lists.

The car pulled into the Future Coast underground parking lot and came to a stop. The engine shut off, and the world suddenly fell silent, with only the last wisp of air conditioning blowing through.

The two got out of the car, and the elevator went up. In the enclosed space, only their soft breathing could be heard. The daytime was filled with work, and now, alone, something that had been deliberately ignored began to quietly permeate the air.

Ji Fanyin could smell his faint scent, as well as his unique aura that made her heart clench.

She couldn't help but steal a glance at his reflection through the smooth wall of the elevator car. He was looking at the floor numbers, his profile appearing somewhat tired and hard in the cold light.

"Ding." 17th floor.

He went out first, opened the door, and turned on the light. The spacious living room was once again in front of him, simple, brand new, and... deserted.

"Change your shoes," he said, then went to the kitchen to get some water.

Ji Fanyin silently changed her shoes and put down her bag, watching his back as he drank water in the kitchen, his broad shoulders clearly visible under the light.

Exhaustion, the vast amount of information received during the day, the subtle feeling of being alone at this moment, and the memories unconsciously awakened deep within her body because of his proximity all mixed together, leaving her momentarily stunned and unsure of what to do.

Lei Guoliang put down the water bottle, turned around, and his gaze fell on her. She was wearing newly bought clothes, her face showing signs of fatigue from her journey, her eyes somewhat dazed, and her lips unconsciously pursed slightly, appearing soft under the light.

"What are you standing there for?" he asked in a flat tone. "Go take a shower. Get some rest; there'll be even more to do tomorrow."

"Oh... okay." Ji Fanyin, as if receiving a command, lowered her head and quickly walked towards the second bedroom. Reaching the door, her hand on the doorknob, she stopped. Turning back, watching his retreating figure as he walked towards the sofa, she blurted out, "Brother Lei, have you decided on the shop name?"

Lei Guoliang stopped beside the sofa, not turning around, but just slightly turning his head: "What do you want to call me?"

Ji Fanyin's heart skipped a beat. The selfish desire that had been suppressed by her career ambitions during the day quietly resurfaced, and she tentatively asked, "How about... how about starting with 'Fanyin'? 'Fanyin Real Estate'?"

Lei Guoliang paused for two seconds before turning around completely, looking at her calmly, and shaking his head: "Not good."

"Why?" Ji Fanyin's heart sank.

"The chanting is too soft and petty. It's like an artsy café, not a real estate company, much less a brand that can grow big and strong." His assessment was direct and cold.

"We need a name that can carry the weight of the project and grow alongside the asset portfolio. It needs to be simple, sophisticated, and sound reliable and capable."

The heat on Ji Fanyin's face subsided, leaving her somewhat pale. Sure enough… he still thought she was petty.

Lei Guoliang walked to the sofa and sat down: "I've thought of something: Anjia Tianxia. What do you think?"

"To establish a peaceful and prosperous nation?" Ji Fanyin repeated.

"Anjia (安家) is the root of this industry. Tianxia (天下) represents the overall vision. These four characters are simple, easy to remember, and have a good meaning. They also sound like the name of a reputable large company."

He looked at her and said, "From now on, all the GG language can be 'Settle down and live in peace, with no worries about homeownership'."

Ji Fanyin had to admit that this name was far better than the one that started with "Fanyin"; the difference in their overall quality was completely different.

But that lingering sense of loss still stubbornly remains.

Lei Guoliang's gaze seemed to pierce through her feigned composure: "Feeling uncomfortable? Because we didn't use your name?"

Ji Fanyin bit her lower lip, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Childish." He uttered two words, but there was no anger in them; rather, it was as if he were stating a fact.

"A company's name is an asset, a signboard for the outside world, not a love poem embroidered on a purse."

Your name doesn't need to be printed on something for people to judge.

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed on her, with an almost brutal directness and a strange allure: "But you, you must stay in this company forever."

Anjia Tianxia's first employee, first store manager, future regional director, and even higher...

This position, this status, carries a thousand times more weight and significance than the two words on the signboard. Do you understand?

These words were like a bolt of lightning, cleaving through the sentimental disappointment in Ji Fanyin's heart.

What he wanted to give her was not an empty title, but a real battlefield, a position where they could stand shoulder to shoulder and share interests!

Isn't this exactly what she wants?

"I understand, Brother Lei!" Her eyes suddenly brightened, the previous gloom vanished, replaced by a resolute sense of enlightenment.

"Anjia Tianxia is excellent! I will make it live up to its name!"

"Hmm." Lei Guoliang finally nodded in satisfaction and said, "For the logo design, find some references. It should be simple, sophisticated, and easily recognizable. Use dark blue and gold colors. Register it tomorrow."

"good!"

"Go take a shower."

"Um!"

Ji Fanyin turned and went into the second bedroom, her steps light and quick. Closing the door, she leaned against it, her heart still pounding from what she had just heard.

It wasn't a love confession, but it was even better than one. He charted a perfectly clear path for her, binding her to a professional relationship and letting her abilities speak for themselves.

This reassured her more and excited her more than any ambiguous promise.

She quickly took a shower and changed into her pajamas. Lying in bed, she couldn't fall asleep.