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Jiang Yuan packed her luggage.

Since I hadn't been there long, I only brought three sets of clothes to change into, which were all packed into one handbag.

He lives in a single room and has no roommates.

Fate smiled upon me the day I arrived, as there happened to be an empty spot.

The HR girl then helped him check in.

This was one of the pieces of evidence that he was treated like a second-generation rich kid by his colleagues in the workshop, and his subsequent promotions only confirmed it.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yuan wasn't interested in that HR girl, so he treated her to dinner.

She understood and didn't press the matter further.

She only hoped that Jiang Yuan wouldn't delete her WeChat, and Jiang Yuan readily agreed.

After packing her things, Jiang Yuan didn't rush to take them away.

Instead, they went upstairs to Yang Chaoyue's dormitory.

As soon as I entered, I saw Chaoyue squatting on the ground, groping for something.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yuan asked curiously.

Chao Yue squinted, and after recognizing Jiang Yuan, said with a wronged expression:

"My contact lens fell out and I can't find it."

"Daily or monthly disposables? Do you have any new ones?"

"Annual disposable ones. I also have a spare pair."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan frowned: "Then don't bother looking for them. Wearing annual disposable contact lenses is the most damaging to your eyes."

Jiang Yuan helped her sit up.

Chaoyue stuck out her tongue: "But it's the best value for money."

"I think you're just stingy with money."

Jiang Yuan pinched her cheek. "Do you have any glasses?"

"I have a square black-framed pair, but it's so ugly, I don't want to wear it."

Yang Chaoyue looked resistant.

"Then you should wear your spare annual disposable lenses for now. When Motong and the others arrive, we'll stop by the optician's to buy you a batch of high-quality daily disposable contact lenses."

Jiang Yuan did not force Chao Yue to wear it.

In 2014, many eyeglass frames were made rather poorly and lacked aesthetic appeal.

Most of the nearsighted people you encounter on the street wear those small, square-rimmed black glasses.

If it's a pink round frame, then it's rather hard to describe.

Moreover, Chaoyue has extremely high myopia, reaching 600 degrees.

Wearing high-prescription glasses makes one appear smaller, and it's understandable that Chaoyue, who is in the aesthetic stage of adolescence, doesn't want to wear them.

In retrospect, such a high prescription may also be influenced by the use of substandard annual disposable contact lenses.

If Jiang Yuan remembered correctly, Chaoyue's prescription later reached 700 degrees Celsius.

We need to control it properly.

The girl obediently listened to her brother and, with his help, found a spare contact lens.

When vision became clear again.

Chaoyue raised her snow-white face, grabbed Jiang Yuan's hand and shook it, crying and whining:

"Brother, will I go blind in the future?"

Jiang Yuan flicked her forehead, but didn't scare her, as that would only cause internal strife.

He said, "Six hundred degrees is not low. But don't worry, there will be many people with this degree of myopia in ten years, and they won't go blind."

Seeing that Chaoyue was relieved, Jiang Yuan said, "But that doesn't mean you can squander your eyes without restraint."

I told you not to worry because I wanted you to not be afraid of nearsightedness or getting checked, and to be able to face it correctly.

So what should you do?

Yang Chaoyue guiltily covered her face with the back of her hand: "Shouldn't we take better care of our eyesight?"

"Yes, you need to be careful not to lie on your side or back while using your phone anymore, and you can't use it with the lights off. Otherwise, you'll be in for a 700-degree headache!"

"Your posture is wrong. Next time I see it, don't blame me for giving you a good flick on the head."

Jiang Yuan still wanted to correct Chaoyue's eye habits.

Her blood temperature had already reached 600 degrees. All he could do was prevent it from rising to 700 degrees before she reached adulthood and her blood temperature stabilized.

"Then you should keep a close eye on me, brother."

Yang Chaoyue was not annoyed by the control; on the contrary, she was secretly pleased.

Jiang Yuan took Chaoyue's bed and her own, and delivered them together to the old lady downstairs who took care of children.

Then the two of them took their luggage and went to the human resources department to complete their resignation procedures.

This is a necessary procedure to settle last month's salary.

Jiang Yuan did not, as he had imagined, make a carefree escape with his bucket like his buddies.

After all, the guys only worked for a few hours or half a day before running away.

He really did work the night shift sewing machine for more than thirty days!

Even if the salary is only a few thousand, Jiang Yuan is determined to get it all.

This is all his hard-earned money!

Not to mention, Yang Chaoyue was terrified of poverty and was even more reluctant to part with the money.

Jiang Yuandu suspected that if he said he didn't want the money, he could just pack up the bucket and run away.

The little girl will probably go with him obediently, tears streaming down her face.

"So young, already a deputy workshop director, why are you thinking of quitting?"

I didn't see the young HR girl from before; today it was an older woman, which was a real shame.

"Your resignation form needs your supervisor's signature," the auntie said.

Jiang Yuan showed her phone to the aunt: "Yu Ya told me to come directly to handle it, saying I didn't need to find the supervisor."

Yu Ya is the same Yu from the previous wallet incident; she's a rich second-generation heiress from a clothing factory.

On her way back yesterday, Jiang Yuan received a WeChat message from her informing Jiang Yuan of the good news of her promotion.

According to Yu Ya, she did not use any back channels.

It was simply because Jiang Yuan was exceptionally capable and honest that her father made the decision with a wave of his hand.

She earnestly urged her father to reconsider, but to no avail, the panic intensified...

Jiang Yuan: Then I'll reluctantly believe you.

"That's what the finance manager said?"

The aunt clearly knew Yu Ya's background.

I readily processed the resignations for Jiang Yuan and Yang Chaoyue.

Upon leaving the company, Jiang Yuan also requested that they return the work clothes, name tags, dormitory keys, and other labor protection supplies.

"Auntie, can I buy a work badge and uniform?"

Yang Chaoyue asked reluctantly.

She wanted to stay as a memento, to commemorate the days she and her brother worked together in the factory.

"Can."

The aunt readily agreed, since they were all there on behalf of the boss's daughter, and leaving a name tag and uniform was nothing.

After Yang Chaoyue paid the money, she left behind her and Jiang Yuan's name tags and work uniforms.

The girl immediately beamed and looked at Jiang Yuan: "Brother, can I leave your employee ID and clothes here?"

"It's yours."

Jiang Yuan reminded her, "But my work clothes haven't been washed yet, they might smell of sweat."

"No, it doesn't smell at all."

Chaoyue carefully put Jiang Yuan's clothes into her bag, saying, "I'll take good care of them."

When we arrived at the finance office...

Jiang Yuan and Yang Chaoyue settled their wages.

I was blocked by people as soon as I went out.

Yu Ya, panting, leaned against the wall: "I almost missed it, Jiang Yuan, you left."

"Um, is there something you need?" Jiang Yuan asked tentatively.

Last night, after Yu Ya told him about her promotion, he immediately brought up the matter of resigning.

Yu Ya approved it immediately, only asking him briefly what he was going to do.

Did this rich little girl change her mind?

That's no use anyway, he's already resigned.

And this didn't happen in my previous life.

Yu Ya, this rich young girl, transferred him to work in the office, and they ate and drank together for a short while.

Jiang Yuan ran away without saying anything.

Later, I would occasionally ask him on WeChat if he was free and invite him out for dinner.

Because Yu Ya maintained a good sense of distance; she wasn't one of those flashy, cheap women who just wanted to sleep with him.

Jiang Yuan and she became friends, their relationship as pure and simple as a gentleman's friendship.

We might not see each other even once every year or two.

But we didn't feel like strangers when we met; we were quite familiar with each other.

They never hesitate to help each other.

"Let's talk as we walk."

Yu Ya gestured for Jiang Yuan and Yang Chaoyue to follow.

Once we left the factory gate...

Yu Ya pointed to the factory gate and asked, "Jiang Yuan, what do you see?"

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Yuan said, "I saw the words 'Haining Garment Factory'."

Yu Ya: ?

"Is it possible that I've also been to school and can read?" Yu Ya asked.

"Oh, I know."

Jiang Yuan agreed, "You type quite fast on WeChat, just slower than the pianist I met in the canyon, of course, much slower than me."

Yang Chaoyue asked curiously, "Brother, why are there pianists in the canyon? Don't they play the piano? Do they type too?"

"Yes, I am one, aren't I?"

Jiang Yuan reminded him, "Chao Yue, your brilliance has also encountered a pianist, and it was I who played back and made him ashamed to face others."

"Oh, that's it."

Yang Chaoyue frowned.

When playing games with Jiang Yuan.

Sometimes, you might get criticized by strangers for having nothing to show for it.

But she always had her brother's help, and he never scolded her.

Besides, she and her brother have fought against five people, and it's not like they've never done it before!

Why are those who were just watching the show and got carried away criticizing her?

"But my brother does type very fast," Yang Chaoyue affirmed.

"That's right, there are no rivals!"

Jiang accepted it readily without any modesty.

After all, hand speed determines whether you can protect your own ancestral grave while simultaneously destroying your opponent's.

The alliance's pianist culture is described in a poem:

Fingers danced like raindrops, keyboard clicked like a harp.

He uttered memorable quotes after a crushing defeat in lane and wrote a scathing critique after a loss in team fights.

In the /all channel, people wield their power and discuss the past and present on the public screen.

The relocation of graves was still ongoing, and the song ended with six minutes of mourning.

In this game environment.

Jiang Yuan believes that whenever he encounters someone with bad breath, he will instantly transform into a top-notch pianist.

Teach your opponent a lesson!

Yu Ya was misled and retorted, "Impossible! I type very fast, 90 words per minute. How could I be slower than you?"

Jiang Yuan glanced at her: "You can even engage in a public chat match when you're playing Nidalee and switching forms?"

"You can also, while playing Katarina in Zhonya's Hourglass, send the enemy team's ancestral grave to their grave with a cremation poem?"

"What are all these?!"

Yu Ya looked puzzled, then remembered the important matter, "You almost led me astray."

Yu Ya pointed to the factory gate, a look of melancholy on her face: "This is a prison! Do you know how painful and difficult it is to be a second-generation factory owner?"

Yang Chaoyue's lips twitched slightly. "Is it painful? How difficult is it?"

Compared to her blank number.

Sister, your account is so amazing! If you don't know how to play, let her play!

Yu Ya continued, "I can only live under the shadow of my parents, and suffer countless nights in pain because I have accomplished nothing."

If you also have a wonderful older sister, then it's even more painful...

"Xiao Yu, speak like a human being. What do you want? Otherwise, we're leaving."

Seeing that Yang Chaoyue was having some trouble, Jiang Yuan quickly interrupted her.

There was no way around it; neither Chaoyue nor he could empathize with Yu Ya.

After all, Chaoyue came from a poor background.

He, on the other hand, had never seen any more outstanding peers since he was a child.

Even his parents gradually rose to the pinnacle of their lives thanks to the good fortune that followed his birth.

Yu Ya gave Jiang Yuan a reproachful look and cleared her throat:

"Jiang Yuan, aren't you going to become an actress? Don't you not have an agent?"

Jiang Yuan nodded; this was all he had told Yu Ya last night.

"What a coincidence!"

Yu Ya patted her chest. "Let me introduce myself to you."

Yu Ya, a 14 graduate of the Cultural Industry Management program at Zhejiang University of Media and Communications.

Currently, because I'm about to graduate, I'm just coasting along in the family factory.

"so what?"

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"I can be your agent! I have a performance agent license!"

Seeing that Jiang Yuan didn't understand, Yu Ya explained, "Our Zhejiang University of Media and Communications is known as the 'Training Base for Brokers'."

My major, Cultural Industry Management, is ranked number one in the country, and it has produced many famous agents!

Li Yuchun's agent, Chen Lu, and Li Bingbing's agent, Li Xue, are both from Zhejiang University of Media and Communications.

"You focus on acting, I'll handle the scheduling, negotiating fees, choosing jobs, and public relations. I can also help with anything else you need..."

Seeing that Yang Chaoyue's eyes had turned dangerous, Yu Ya quickly stopped.

After all, she felt that helping Jiang Yuan satisfy his physical needs was a way for her to benefit.

Yu Ya exclaimed excitedly, "Anyway, we've combined our swords..."

Well, right now I'm the one clinging to your coattails.

But I believe we can both achieve great success…

"Okay, then. You're the one."

Jiang Yuan understood.

You should have said so earlier. He thought Yu Ya had been affected by the butterfly effect of his rebirth and changed her gender.

However, he had never heard of Yu Ya pulling this stunt in his previous life.

Little did they know that her major was actually related to becoming a broker.

Yu Ya worked at the factory temporarily before finally taking over her father's business.

Even before the issue of face masks, they made a batch ahead of time after hearing Jiang Yuan's casual joke, taking it to the next level.

"Hey, I haven't even revealed my hand yet, how come you agreed?"

Yu Ya was a little confused.

She told Jiang Yuan the good news of his promotion last night, only to find out that he was about to run away right after getting promoted.

God knows how devastated she felt at that moment.

She had to plead with her dad for two days before he finally gave in.

So this guy is about to run away in the blink of an eye?

But there was nothing she could do. Her crush was leaving, and what could this devoted admirer do?

I casually asked Jiang Yuan about his plans, only to find out that he was going to join a production team as an actor.

Yu Ya's long-extinguished dream of becoming a talent agent has been rekindled.

She no longer has to be a rich second-generation heiress who just loafs around and waits to die!

She can also break away from her parents and create her own career!

Jiang Yuan's face and temperament were so striking that even a well-traveled and wealthy woman like herself could be stunned into a husky upon first meeting her.

Then let's not even talk about those Chinese entertainment fans who only consume shoddy and inferior products.

Yu Ya was certain that as long as Jiang Yuan had a manager who wouldn't hold her back, she would definitely become a huge star!

What a coincidence! Her manager would never hold us back!

"What? You still have a trump card that can sway me?"

Jiang Yuan looked at Yu Ya with great interest. In their previous life, the two of them hadn't asked each other much about their backgrounds.

Could Yu Ya be some kind of entertainment industry princess he doesn't know about?

"Hehe, I deal with all sorts of Pokémon in the factory."

Their ability to tear each other apart is unparalleled; when it comes to negotiating collaborations and salaries, they will definitely not disappoint.

Yu Ya rubbed her hands together like flies.

Jiang Yuan had no doubt upon hearing this; the factory indeed had a lot of Pokémon.

Their workshop is doing alright, but the rest is another story.

"Is that all?"

Yang Chaoyue didn't want her brother to be taken advantage of.

Left with no other option, Yu Ya had to reveal the real thing she was unwilling to lend:

"My family has been in the clothing business since my grandfather's generation in the last century. My sister has been exposed to fashion since she was a child and has a great sense of style."

Although I really don't want to live in my sister's shadow.

But my sister is quite famous in the fashion industry and can help you get fashion resources.