Sweetie, don't look at him, kiss me.

The next morning.

In the director's office of the Dawn & Dusk line haute couture brand, Fang Shiyang was holding a tablet and reporting the previous week's work progress to Ji Linzhou.

"After our Dawn & Dusk line products were showcased at the haute couture fashion show in Paris last month, they garnered a lot of attention. Many factories and partners have expressed their intention to collaborate with us. After my screening process, we have narrowed it down to about five partners who meet our company's requirements. We need your decision..."

Ji Linzhou sat in the boss's chair, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with his long legs crossed and one hand lazily resting on the armrest.

The man's gaze fell on the tablet screen in front of him, but Lin Qingmian's delicate face appeared before his eyes.

He only learned this morning, after Bai Cheng reported back, that she had called Bai Cheng yesterday afternoon to ask about his whereabouts and his food preferences.

He misunderstood her.

It wasn't that she didn't remember what he had said, but rather that she had prepared a meal, only to have him never arrive...

"President?"

After a while, Fang Shiyang's voice pulled him back to reality.

The man looked up, nodded slightly apologetically, and asked, "What did you just say?"

Fang Shiyang paused for a moment, then repeated, "I contacted Miss Sleepless yesterday. She said the draft is already being drawn and she can meet with you at any time to discuss it in detail. She needs to ask about your schedule..."

As she spoke, she carefully observed Ji Linzhou's reaction.

It's quite surprising that her workaholic boss can also get distracted during meetings.

Ji Linzhou nodded: "Let's coordinate with Baicheng. My schedule isn't too full lately."

"it is good."

After receiving a response from the man, Fang Shiyang breathed a sigh of relief and continued her report.

But she could still clearly sense that Ji Linzhou was acting strangely today.

"Is there anything else?"

Seeing that she hadn't left after finishing her report, Ji Linzhou frowned and asked.

"President, you..."

Fang Shiyang mustered her courage and leaned closer, lowering her voice: "Is something on your mind today?"

Fang Shiyang has been working under Ji Linzhou since the brand "Dawn and Dusk Line" was founded a few years ago, and has been by his side for five or six years.

This was the first time I'd seen him so distracted, so I couldn't resist the urge to gossip.

Ji Linzhou frowned and glanced at her.

After a long pause, the man put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, and said in a calm voice, "That game called Glory, you lost the qualifying rounds. Are the consequences serious?"

Fang Shiyang was stunned.

To everyone's surprise, Ji Linzhou, the usually serious and aloof boss of the Ji Group who rarely even bothered with small talk outside of work...

She stood there stunned for several seconds before giving an awkward laugh: "Sorry, I don't know either."

Ji Linzhou frowned: "Aren't you designers always at the forefront of fashion?"

Fang Shiyang gave an awkward laugh: "Being at the forefront of fashion only applies to clothing design..."

I'm so busy every day researching new trends and hot topics that I'm exhausted. Where would I find the time to play games?

Unless you're a genius like Miss Sleepless...

Thinking of this, she paused for a moment, then quickly said, "But Mr. President, I have a friend who plays this game a lot... Shall I ask her for you?"

Ji Linzhou was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

He asked Bai Cheng this question last night.

Bai Cheng hesitated for a while before finally sending him a link.

That was the standard answer the AI ​​robot gave him after he asked it.

Now, when asked, Fang Shiyang didn't know either.

This was the first time he felt that he and Lin Qingmian seemed to live in two different worlds.

Back in her office, Fang Shiyang breathed a sigh of relief and took out her phone to message Lin Qingmian: "Baby, I remember you posted your Honor of Kings game stats on your WeChat Moments before? You know what I mean, right?"

At this moment, Lin Qingmian had just finished her morning classes and was on her way to the library to study with Yao Yingyu. The two were discussing what the teacher had taught in class as they walked.

After receiving Fang Shiyang's message, she immediately took out her phone and glanced at it.

I initially thought it was about a collaboration, but it turned out to be about games.

She was somewhat surprised, but still replied seriously: "You said."

Fang Shiyang called directly: "Baby, in the game Glory... are the consequences serious if we lose the promotion match?"

Lin Qingmian paused for a moment, then subconsciously replied, "It's...not a big deal, is it?"

Remembering that Fang Shiyang had previously posted a picture of her ten-year-old son on her WeChat Moments, Lin Qingmian paused for a moment and added, "However, for someone who is serious about achieving good results, losing is still quite important."

Fang Shiyang frowned: "I see..."

"Is it your son... or did one of your friends lose in the qualifying round?"

It was rare for Fang Shiyang to ask her about things outside of work, so Lin Qingmian responded enthusiastically: "If you want to help him get promoted, I can help you find someone to do it for you. The fees aren't very expensive."

What she said touched on a blind spot in Fang Shiyang's knowledge: "Substitute playing?"

"Yes, it's about paying a little money to have someone do it for you..."

Lin Qingmian paused for a moment, then didn't forget to promote herself and Jiang Yao: "My friends and I also do this kind of business part-time. If you need it, just let me know. My fees are very cheap."

Fang Shiyang smiled on the other end of the phone: "Well, baby, you really are multi-talented. I'll ask my friend if he can contact you if needed?"

"it is good."

Lin Qingmian smiled and said, "I'll send you the link to the boosting platform later. If you need it, you can just place an order on the platform."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qingmian immediately logged into the online proxy platform and sent a low-priced friend link to Fang Shiyang.

"Mianmian."

After she finished everything and put down her phone, Yao Yingyu, who had been beside her, couldn't help but speak up: "You're already working so hard, doing so many part-time jobs while studying. Why did you take on this kind of proxy typing job?"

"you……"

She paused for a moment: "Why are you working so hard?"

Last semester, Lin Qingmian received the highest scholarship in the school, thanks to her top ranking in her major.

She also does part-time jobs whenever she has free time.

Previously, Yao Yingyu always thought that Lin Qingmian was so hardworking because of his poor family background.

Until yesterday, I saw her mother coming to school dressed in designer clothes...

Lin Qingmian lowered her gaze.

She knew that Yao Yingyu meant well and cared about her.

But she really didn't want to reopen her old wounds.

So she smiled and said, "Because I want to make money. Who in this world doesn't love money?"

Upon arriving at the library, Lin Qingmian had just put her phone on silent mode when a notification message for a new order popped up on the online order-placing platform.

She clicked on it casually.

Someone has already photographed her friendship link.

But the requirement above is... to boost the character to 100 stars.

Lin Qingmian's eyes widened, almost thinking she was seeing things.

For a price of 100 yuan, she's expected to reach 100 stars?

Did they treat her like a laborer?

However, seeing this requirement only confirmed her suspicions.

The person who placed the order is probably the little kid from Fang Shiyang's family.

So, the woman patiently opened the private chat window of the customer who placed the order: "Little friend, do you not know the market price? 100 stars can't be bought for 100 yuan, it costs at least 100,000."

The moment the message was sent, the other party transferred a sum of money to her.

One hundred thousand yuan, with the note "[Supplementary Payment]".