He stole his best friend's photos and fell for a tycoon's heir through online dating.

The moment I stepped out of Dingxin Media's gate, the sunlight shone down on me, warm and comforting, like being wrapped in a freshly dried quilt.

Lin Wanzhi took a deep breath, opened her arms, and twirled on the steps, her skirt billowing like a flower blooming in the wind.

"Ruoruo! We really have jobs now!"

Looking at her carefree attitude, Xia Ruo couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, I have a job now."

She paused, her tone softening slightly.

"I'm sorry to have to make you come to work with me, Wanwan."

"Oh, this is nothing!" Lin Wanzhi hugged Xia Ruo's arm and rubbed her face against Xia Ruo's shoulder.

"I get bored at school all by myself when you're not here, so this is a good opportunity to gain some experience~"

She suddenly leaned close to Xia Ruo, lowered her voice, and her tone revealed an barely suppressed excitement:

"Ruo Ruo, do you think that President Huo is very handsome?"

Like... the aloof CEOs portrayed in TV dramas?

"The kind of person who's always dressed in a suit and tie, never smiles, and whose mere presence makes your legs go weak?"

Xia Ruo almost choked on her saliva when she was asked that question.

Mr. Huo? What does it matter to her whether he's handsome or not? Right now, she only has one thing on her mind—she can't quit her job for three months.

Three months! A full ninety days!

Three months passed, then another three months, and another three months... It would be best if Zhou Siyan forgot about her.

Thinking about this, Xia Ruo felt like she was flying high.

She smiled and gently flicked Lin Wanzhi's forehead:

"What are you thinking? We're going to work, not on a blind date."

Put away your pink bubbles.

"Oh, I was just thinking—" Lin Wanzhi rubbed her forehead, stuck out her tongue, and didn't seem to be hurt at all. Instead, she smiled even more brightly.

"Thinking about it won't break the law."

"I'm going to brag to Zhizhi and the others when I get back! A monthly salary of 100,000! She'll be so envious she'll cry!"

Xia Ruo looked at that ridiculously bright smile and shook her head inwardly—

You're the heiress of the Lin Group, 100,000 yuan is just the price of two handbags for you...

She truly deserves to be called the "white moonlight" heroine; she's so innocent that you just want to put her in your pocket.

"Let's go, let's go," Xia Ruo quickly followed, "I'll buy you milk tea to celebrate when we get back."

"Two cups!"

"Okay, two cups."

A gust of wind blew from behind them, scattering Lin Wanzhi's laughter into the air. Xia Ruo turned around and took one last look at the building behind her.

The glass curtain wall reflected dazzling light, and in the row of windows on the top floor, a figure could be vaguely seen standing there, motionless, like a statue embedded in the glass.

She looked away, took out her phone, and opened her chat with Zhou Siyan.

"Brother~ Baby passed the interview today!"

From now on, I'll be a busy, capable professional!

I might not be able to reply to messages as readily as before, so please don't be mad at me, brother~

After sending it, she added a pitiful emoji, a kitten with drooping ears, looking wronged.

My phone vibrated almost the instant the message was sent.

Zero: [Congratulations on your new job, baby.]

(Transfer: 50000 yuan)

Xia Ruo looked at the transfer and her lips twitched—she was used to it!

-

Top floor, CEO's office.

Zhou Siyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the two figures turn the street corner and disappear completely from sight.

He glanced down at the now-cold cup of coffee in his hand and casually placed it on the windowsill.

He then walked back to his desk, sat down, and picked up Lin Wanzhi's resume.

My gaze fell on the "Father" column—Lin Ruhai.

The Lin Group.

His brow twitched slightly, and a fleeting, almost imperceptible thought crossed his eyes.

The heiress of the Lin Group? Coming to Dingxin Media for an internship interview? So short of money that she needs to find love online?

He was thinking about it when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Zhang Nan pushed open the door and entered, holding two bound contracts in her hands, which she respectfully placed on the table:

"Mr. Huo, the contracts are signed. You two will start work next Monday."

Zhou Siyan hummed in agreement, but didn't open the contract; instead, he tapped the cover with his fingertip.

"Tell me your thoughts on these two people."

Zhang Nan was taken aback, not expecting him to ask this, and carefully considered her words:

"Both of them are very young and have outstanding appearances."

Lin Wanzhi is simple-minded and doesn't have any ulterior motives; she was probably brought here by her best friend.

Xia Ruo…

She paused, seemingly searching for the right word:

Xia Ruo is more mature than her peers, speaks directly, and is also bold.

Furthermore, judging from their attire, both of them likely come from well-off families, as their clothes and bags are all designer brands.

Zhou Siyan suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on Zhang Nan's face. His voice was neither loud nor soft, yet it carried an inexplicable pressure:

"Which of them was wearing a necklace?"

"Huh?" Zhang Nan was taken aback by the question, and subconsciously recalled for a moment.

"Lin Wanzhi wore one."

"What does it look like?"

"It's the classic Bulgari design, in white gold, with a small fan-shaped pendant."

Zhang Nan became increasingly confused as she spoke.

"What's wrong, Mr. Huo? Is there a problem?"

Zhou Siyan was silent for two seconds, then looked away, his tone so indifferent it was as if he were talking to himself:

"It's alright now."

Zhang Nan stood there, feeling uneasy, wondering what the new president was thinking.

But he had already lowered his head and opened the contract, clearly indicating that he had no intention of continuing the conversation.

She tactfully withdrew and gently closed the door behind her.

-

"Ruo Ruo, I want mango pomelo sago! With taro balls!" Lin Wanzhi leaned over the ordering counter, her eyes sparkling.

The clerk, a young man wearing glasses, stared at the ordering computer for a long time, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper.

"Sorry, the system seems to be stuck... Please wait a moment."

He restarted the computer several times, but the screen remained stuck on the loading screen, with the progress bars not moving at all.

Lin Wanzhi tilted her head and looked at it for a while, but couldn't understand anything, so she simply started to study the new product posters on the menu board.

Xia Ruo was just waiting idly when her gaze fell on the frozen interface, and her professional instincts kicked in.

In the real world, she works for a rice company and does computer-related work, dealing with system malfunctions every day. She can fix even minor issues with ordering terminals with her eyes closed.

Loading bar stuck, API unresponsive, local cache conflict —

The investigation process went through her mind almost automatically the moment she saw the screen.

"This is likely caused by a mismatch between your local cache and server data."

Xia Ruo casually remarked, her tone as natural as if she were discussing the nice weather today.

"Try clearing your cache, or disconnecting and reconnecting to the internet; that should fix it."

The shop assistant looked up and stared at her, bewildered.

Xia Ruo, oblivious to the shop assistant's expression, continued:

"Was your system recently updated?"

The old version of the cache file is incompatible with the new interface, and it will get stuck in the verification process when loading.

If all else fails, restart the terminal to force a download of the latest configuration.

After saying that, she tapped a few times on the screen and pointed them out to the shop assistant:

"Look, look, this error code—ERR_CACHE_MISS—means a cache miss."

The server has already returned the data, but we can't read it locally.