From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Luo Qingyi raised her hand and threw the bath towel at Lu Yunzhou's face, her ears burning hot.

"The medicine packet is clearly labeled; go buy it yourself. If you try to tease me with the medicated bath again, I'll sleep by the door tonight."

Lu Yunzhou pulled off the bath towel, smiled, and nodded: "I'll just ask you one question, what's the rush?"

Luo Qingyi closed the bathroom door and ignored him.

Half an hour later, Lu Yunzhou finished writing the prescription and also explained the water temperature and dosage.

Luo Qingyi put the prescription into the drawer, not intending to tell anyone about the changes in her body.

Having worked at the hospital for many years, she knew all too well how much trouble this would cause if word got out.

In the morning, Lu Yunzhou drove to Yuanchuan Construction.

The office building the company rented was originally an e-commerce warehouse. The partitions inside had just been removed, and the walls still had old GG adhesive residue.

Tables, chairs, computers, and printers are in place, several network cables are laid out along the corner of the wall, and there are piles of unprocessed cardboard boxes on the ground.

The conditions weren't great, but we had everything we needed to start a company.

Cheng Ye was walking while holding onto the wall.

His cane was leaning against the door, and his right leg was still a little stiff when it landed.

He took only a few steps, and sweat beaded on his forehead before he sat down at the table.

Pang Wei quickly handed him a bottle of water: "What are you showing off for? You've only been recovering from a broken bone for a few days, do you really think you're made of iron?"

Cheng Ye unscrewed the bottle cap, took two sips, and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I need to handle the paperwork in Nanwan. I can't just lie here all the time."

After Lu Yunzhou healed his leg, he was able to walk briefly without crutches.

With the construction team, material suppliers, and entry documents all prepared, Yuanchuan finally looked like it was ready to start construction.

Mu Qingying sat behind a makeshift desk with three progress charts in front of her.

She rearranged the supplier quotes and wrote annotations next to the payment terms.

Gu Bowen was checking accounts on the computer, with invoices and contracts piled up on the table.

Pang Wei was in charge of vehicles, materials, and site liaison, while Cheng Ye was in charge of the construction team.

Everyone has something to do, but there's a shortage of people who can draw diagrams and create plans.

Lu Yunzhou walked to the innermost part and pushed open the door to the small office, which was only a dozen square meters in size.

Inside was a desk, a leather chair, and a whiteboard.

The window faces the street, and the old company's recruitment poster is still pasted on the glass.

He turned to Mu Qingying: "This office is for you."

Mu Qingying put down her pen, her brows furrowing slightly: "Where will you use it?"

"I can get things done anywhere."

Lu Yunzhou patted the table. "The company is just starting out, you need to manage the daily operations."

Mu Qingying stared at him for two seconds, then picked up the documents on the table and went into the office.

She didn't refuse and simply moved several contracts inside.

Pang Wei leaned against the cardboard box and winked at Lu Yunzhou: "President Lu has made a very thoughtful arrangement by giving the private room to Miss Mu. Once the door is closed, whether you talk about work or romance is entirely up to you."

Lu Yunzhou kicked him in the shin: "Stop talking nonsense and get the car serviced."

Pang Wei jumped back, clutching his legs, muttering, "I'm just telling the truth, why are you in such a hurry?"

Mu Qingying looked up in the office, her ears slightly red, then looked down again to continue looking at the contract.

Lu Yunzhou stood at the door, offering no further explanation.

Mu Qingying's abilities are undeniable.

She can organize accounts, negotiate with suppliers, and understand project contracts.

Yuanchuan can barely function without anyone, but without her, many things would fall into chaos that very day.

Cheng Ye handed over the notification of the materials to be delivered to Nanwan.

"Yunzhou, I have to go to the old port this afternoon. The permits for the steel bars and cement are still missing a few stamps, and the construction team needs to confirm them again."

Lu Yunzhou took the document and glanced at it: "Your leg isn't fully healed yet, take someone with you."

"I'll bring Pang Wei."

Pang Wei immediately shook his head: "I have to go pick up the car and keep an eye on those cables. You should have Gu Bowen accompany you; he's literate."

Gu Bowen pushed up his glasses without looking up: "I'm going to the bank this afternoon to reconcile accounts."

The office was quiet for a moment.

Lu Yunzhou placed the documents on the table and immediately made the arrangements: "Cheng Ye will go to Nanwan, Pang Wei will go with him, and Gu Bowen will stay at the company. I'll handle the recruitment."

Mu Qingying came out of the office, a pen in her hand: "Do you know what kind of person we should hire?"

"Designers, project assistants. Anyone who can get the work done is needed."

"It's not enough to just write that you can do the work."

She handed him the job requirements, "Construction drawings, port area design, budget coordination—all of these need to be clearly stated. Salary details also need to be specified."

Lu Yunzhou took the paper and reorganized it according to what she had said.

Architectural designer required, familiar with CAD and 3D drafting, project experience preferred.

Base salary is 4,000 to 6,000 yuan, with project bonuses calculated separately.

Mu Qingying looked at the line of numbers, her lips moved, but she ultimately said nothing.

The money in the company's account must be reserved for the South Bay project.

A large sum of money has already been spent on office space, equipment, and initial materials. Yuanchuan hasn't even started collecting payments yet. If the salaries are too high, they may not even be able to pay the workers' wages later.

At 11 a.m., Lu Yunzhou left the company with the recruitment brochure in hand.

The East District Talent Market is located behind an old shopping mall, with more than a dozen job postings displayed at the entrance.

The stalls of cleaning, sales, real estate agencies, and restaurants were crammed together, and there were also a few design institutes and large construction groups mixed in.

After Lu Yunzhou received the booth, he placed the recruitment brochure on the table.

The first job seeker paused for less than ten seconds.

After scanning the resume and confirming that the company was newly established, the other party took it back: "Sorry, I'd like to find a more stable company."

Lu Yunzhou nodded, without trying to stop him.

The second person didn't even sit down; he left immediately after hearing about the salary.

The third person asked, "What projects have you worked on?"

Lu Yunzhou pointed to the old port of Nanwan: "This project."

The man's eyes lit up, and he asked about Yuanchuan's registration date and office size.

After listening, he clutched the corner of his resume, got up, and went to the booth of the large corporation next door.

The starting base salary offered there is 8,000 yuan, and it also includes five social insurances, accommodation, and training.

Yuanchuan's desk was soon empty.

It was 12:30 when a large crowd gathered around the real estate booth next door.

Several young people were handing out flyers and calling out to people, while people from the neighboring design institute were also queuing up to register.

Lu Yunzhou sat on a folding chair, having only bought one rice ball for lunch.

Two hours passed, and the corners of the job posting were creased from his pressing, while the water on the table had gone cold.

No one was willing to stay and fill out the form, and no one even asked a second question.

He picked up the brochure and read it again.

The salary is low, the reputation is not good, and the office building is a rented old warehouse.

Yuanchuan has the Nanwan Old Port project, but its name hasn't spread yet. Why would anyone entrust their future to a newly established small company?

In a fight, you can settle it with a simple gesture.

They're hiring, but they can't even find a single person willing to sit down.

Lu Yunzhou gripped the job posting, his hand slowly tightening.

My phone rang in my pocket. It was a message from Cheng Ye. There was a problem with the procedures at Nanwan, and the time for submitting the materials would have to be postponed.

Yuanchuan had barely gained a foothold when troubles began to pile up one after another.

He looked up at the empty chair in front of him, picked up a pen, and added four words after "salary".

We'll discuss it further in person.

After finishing writing, he dialed Mu Qingying's number.

"Recalculate the project bonuses. If we don't have enough money, I'll figure something out."

On the other end of the phone, Mu Qingying only replied, "Come back first, we'll settle it together."