We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

Ye Chen sat in the main seat, took off his coat and draped it over the back of the chair.

The dark casual shirt was unbuttoned at the top two buttons, giving him a relaxed and natural look.

He picked up a piece of Wagyu beef, put it on his plate, and glanced around.

Why are you all staring at me?

"No code or progress today."

"The only task is to finish all the food on this table."

Lu Yuan then rubbed his hands together and chuckled.

"Mr. Ye, then I really won't stand on ceremony."

Ye Chen picked up his teacup.

"Don't be so polite. If you can't finish it, I'll dock your pay."

Han Ming almost choked on his tea.

Lu Yuan burst out laughing.

The atmosphere in the private room immediately relaxed.

Han Yue stood up, picked up the purple clay teapot, and poured tea for everyone.

Today she was wearing a dark gray business skirt, with a neatly cinched waist. The skirt clung to her legs as she walked, giving her a sophisticated yet mature look.

She came to Ye Chen's side and bent down to pour him tea.

"Mr. Ye, the tea is full."

Ye Chen took the cup.

"Thank you for your hard work, Butler Han."

Han Yue paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

"President Ye, that title sounds very intimidating."

"How can you manage things if there's not much pressure?"

Ye Chen replied with a smile.

"If the company's logistics ever fall into disarray, you'll be the first person I contact."

Han Yue put the teapot back on the table.

"Then I'll try my best not to give you that opportunity."

Lin Yao, a newly hired receptionist, sat on the corner of the table, looking very reserved.

She was young, and her white shirt and black skirt were newly bought, slightly tight in size, with the fabric at the chest showing noticeable stretch.

She rested her hands on her knees, her calves were neatly together, and she only dared to pick up the nearest green vegetable with her chopsticks.

Ye Chen spun the round table and placed a plate of dessert in front of her.

"Lin Yao, stop just eating the vegetable leaves."

"This dessert looks good, have a taste."

Lin Yao looked up, her cheeks flushed.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye."

"How was your first day at work?"

"Everyone is doing well, but I'm afraid I won't do a good job."

"What are you afraid of?"

Ye Chen put down the teacup.

"The company is just starting out, and everyone is learning on the job."

"You've already done a great job by managing the front desk, visitors, and packages smoothly."

Lin Yao nodded, her voice lowering.

"I will try my best."

Lu Yuan picked up his wine glass and stood up.

"Mr. Ye, this toast is for you."

"The bosses I used to work for would talk about their dreams all the time, but they would delay paying wages for three months."

"Working with you is a pleasure."

He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

Han Ming also raised his glass.

"I also respect you."

"Putting everything else aside, I admire your decision to change that turning code today."

Ye Chen waved his hand and picked up his teacup.

"I'll be driving later, so I'll have tea instead of alcohol."

Lu Yuan immediately started making a fuss.

"Mr. Ye, that won't do. We'll make it up to you another day with a big meal."

Ye Chen was amused.

"Your appetite is getting bigger and bigger."

"There's nothing we can do about it; the boss has raised the standards."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Su Ya sat to the side the whole time, without saying much.

She was wearing a black business suit, with a pencil skirt that hugged her waist and hips, and her long legs in black stockings crossed under the table. She looked neat and efficient.

She watched the lively scene on the table, but in her mind she was calculating the company's accounts.

The repatriation of overseas funds that just took place today has left her still reeling.

More than ten million in cash.

A complete overseas structure.

The funding path is frighteningly clear.

These are things that an ordinary high school graduate would never encounter.

But Ye Chen just sat in the main seat, joking with his employees, without showing off at all.

Two hours later, the dinner ended.

Ye Chen went to the front desk to pay the bill.

Then we went out together.

Standing on the steps at the entrance of Yujing Pavilion, he waved to the crowd.

"Go home early, everyone."

See you at the office tomorrow.

Lu Yuan and Han Ming walked together toward the subway station.

Han Yue took Lin Yao to the roadside to hail a taxi.

Ye Chen put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and went to the underground parking lot.

A black Mercedes was parked in the parking space.

He pressed the car key, and the car lights came on.

Open the car door, get into the driver's seat, and start the car.

The deep rumble of the engine echoed through the garage.

The Mercedes drove out of the park and merged into the traffic on Zhangjiang Road.

Just two intersections past, Ye Chen saw a familiar figure standing under a streetlamp.

Suya.

She stood by the roadside, looking down at her phone.

The black business suit accentuated her figure in the night, her long, straight legs in black stockings beneath the pencil skirt, and her high heels clicking on the curb, giving her an air of calm and aloofness befitting a career woman.

Ye Chen stepped on the brakes.

The car stopped in front of her.

The car window rolled down.

"Still haven't been able to hail a taxi?"

Su Ya looked up and was stunned when she saw Ye Chen.

Upon seeing the leather seats and the emblem on the hood, she finally couldn't hold back her emotions.

A Mercedes worth over two million.

She had just handled Ye Chen's cash flow during the day and knew how much money was in the young boss's account.

But numbers are numbers.

Seeing him drive that kind of car and park it in front of you is a completely different experience.

"Mr. Ye."

Suya put her phone away.

"It's hard to get a taxi at this time, I'll wait a bit longer."

"Get in the car."

Ye Chen tilted his head to indicate.

"It's so late, and you're standing alone on the roadside. If something happens to the company's CFO, who will I ask for reimbursement tomorrow?"

Su Ya paused for a moment, then smiled.

"Is the boss concerned about the employees, or the books?"

"Everyone cares."

Ye Chen answered quickly.

"Employees are more expensive than accounting books."

This made Suya laugh.

She walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, and got in.

As she moved, a faint fragrance wafted into the car, and Ye Chen couldn't help but sniff.

Realizing his lapse in composure, he quickly coughed lightly.

He casually reached out and adjusted the air conditioner vent to cover up the awkwardness of that moment.

The car door closed, and the interior became quiet.

Su Ya fastened her seatbelt and gave the address of her residential complex.

Ye Chen shifted gears, and the car smoothly entered the main road.

The city lights up brightly in the night.

Su Ya sat in the passenger seat, her gaze shifting from the window to Ye Chen.

He drives very steadily.

There was no impatience like a young man driving a luxury car, nor any deliberate showing off.

The speed, lane changes, and braking were all handled cleanly.

Su Ya tried to hold back for a long time, but she couldn't help it.

"Mr. Ye, may I ask you a personal question?"

"ask."

"Your family really doesn't run a business?"

Ye Chen smiled.

"No, it's not."

"So how did you learn all this?"

"You know so much for your age."

Ye Chen tapped his fingers on the steering wheel.

"Geniuses always have a bit of an unreasonable side."

Suya burst out laughing at this remark.

"Boss, you're quite arrogant."

The car was quiet for a few seconds.

Su Ya changed her sitting posture, crossed her long legs in black stockings to one side, and softened her tone.

"So how old are you exactly this year?"

"eighteen."

Suya turned to look at him.

"eighteen?"

"Just graduated from high school?"

"Um."

"I'm going to register at university soon."

This time, Suya was truly silent.

She mentally recalculated Ye Chen's age again.

Eighteen years old.

I just graduated from high school.

Start a company.

Make a blockbuster game.

Overseas funds are flowing back into the country.

He casually drives a Mercedes worth over two million yuan.

She is 26 years old and believes she has met many bosses and worked with startups from fundraising to bankruptcy.

But she had never seen anyone like Ye Chen.

Which university?

Ye Chen looked at the intersection ahead.

Jiaotong University.

"It's not far from the company, so I can come over if there's an emergency."

Su Ya raised her hand and rubbed her temples.

"You've really hit us hard, those of us who follow the steps of studying, graduating, and getting a job."

There's nothing we can do about that.