"So, I'm going?" Lin Dawei raised an eyebrow, asking for Wang Shengnan's opinion again.

Wang Shengnan shrugged. "At your age, it's good enough just to have a job, let alone such a good one."

"Is there any need to be picky?"

At this moment, Lin Dawei's confidence solidified, and a smile appeared on his face. "Then I'll go."

The corners of Wang Shengnan's mouth lifted slightly, and she asked with a smile, "Did you two discuss the salary just now?"

"We did. Base salary is 600,000, performance-based pay is around 400,000, and there's also a bonus depending on the company's performance."

"He didn't mention the specific bonus amount, just said, 'It shouldn't be lower than the performance pay.'"

"That's 1.4 million? That much?" Wang Shengnan was stunned too.

Lin Dawei felt proud now. Thinking she knew everything, he acted haughty:

"Otherwise, why would I suspect he had ulterior motives? Back in Fuzhou, I didn't even make this much when I was a scapegoat for others."

The two chatted for a while, too excited to sleep.

Lin Dawei turned his head to look at Wang Shengnan, who was daydreaming about how to spend the money.

He nudged her. "How about... we do it?"

Wang Shengnan squinted at Lin Dawei, rolled her eyes, and immediately perked up. "Let's do it!"

...

On the other side, Chen Cheng had no idea that Lin Gou Gou's birth had anything to do with him indirectly.

Right now, Scum Cheng and Guan Juer were lying on the large sofa in their home theater, watching "A Beautiful Mind".

This movie tells the life story of the genius mathematician John Nash.

John Nash was also the proposer of the famous game theory concept – the Nash Equilibrium.

Guan Juer, a finance professional, chose it. She greatly envied the love between John Nash and Alicia.

Scum Cheng could only smile awkwardly.

The Alicia in the movie was too perfect. Even when Nash suffered from schizophrenia, she never gave up, constantly persisting and encouraging him, eventually helping Nash overcome the nightmare of schizophrenia.

When Guan Juer said she envied them, she genuinely meant she wanted to emulate that.

Unfortunately, Scum Cheng himself felt he wasn't worthy.

After the movie, the two naturally kissed.

"Go take a shower first, okay?" Guan Juer, blushing deeply, stopped Scum Cheng from continuing.

"Okay, let's shower together?" Scum Cheng extended an invitation.

Guan Juer shook her head like a rattle. "No~"

Chen Cheng didn't follow her wishes; he wrapped his arms around her fair, slender legs and carried her into the bathroom.

Soon, laughter and joyful sounds drifted out.

...

Scum Cheng didn't wait for Guan Juer to wake up; he left early in the morning.

Today was the day Ye Zhenzhen had asked him out to play. If he were late, knowing Ye Zhenzhen's nature, she would definitely complain to him, and might even try to extort him.

Scum Cheng told Guan Juer he was going out of town for business. Although Guan Juer was a bit unhappy, she didn't suspect anything.

She even reminded him to stay safe on the road and return early after finishing his business.

Arriving at Ode to Joy, Scum Cheng was still reminiscing about last night.

Guan Juer was unusually wild.

"This little vixen who looks pure on the outside but is wild on the inside is truly addictive."

Chen Cheng muttered and got out of the car.

Scum Cheng had given Eleven the day off, so he drove himself.

Knocking on Ye Zhenzhen's door, as soon as Ye Zhenzhen saw the Great Handsome Guy, she threw herself into his arms.

She greedily sniffed the scent on Scum Cheng. "Good morning."

Chen Cheng smiled and lifted her up.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Ye Zhenzhen exclaimed, her hands tightly hugging Scum Cheng's neck, her long, fair legs wrapped around his waist.

Chen Cheng kissed Ye Zhenzhen on the lips. "I missed you."

"Hmph~" Ye Zhenzhen rolled her eyes at him. "You missed me, and you only show up in the morning?"

Chen Cheng wore a wicked smile. "The best time of the day is the morning, what's wrong with the morning?"

"Pah, pervert," Ye Zhenzhen cursed, but she didn't stop Chen Cheng from walking toward the training room at all.

"Didn't you want to learn boxing? I'll teach you."

"Really?"

"Of course it's real. I can't have you always envying Lucy for knowing freestyle fighting, right?"

"Anyway, this family martial art of mine doesn't have any 'pass to sons but not daughters' rules."

"First, get into a horse stance and let me see."

"Oh, okay, let me try."

...

"Zhen Zhen~"

For the past while, Zhu Zhe hadn't been at Ode to Joy for three days every week.

She didn't dare drive openly, didn't dare stay in her room openly, and did everything sneakily; she was feeling a bit depressed.

Fortunately, Scum Cheng could always help her release that tension.

She just half-heartedly went along with it and muddled through.

Waking up today, she had just finished washing up and was preparing to call Ye Zhenzhen to go downstairs to eat breakfast.

Seeing the door was slightly ajar, she walked in.

Who knew that as soon as she walked into the room, she would hear some faint, indistinct sounds.

Zhu Zhe's eyes narrowed, and after listening carefully, her eyes widened.

In a second, she guessed that Chen Cheng was up to no good.

In such an awkward situation, Zhu Zhe was so scared that she turned and ran out.

Halfway through running, she stopped.

"Gulp~" Swallowing her saliva, Zhu Zhe made a decision.

She turned around and walked back into Ye Zhenzhen's room. With a nervous heart, she gently closed the door, afraid of making even the slightest sound.

Then, blushing, she tiptoed toward the bedroom.

The closer she got, the clearer the sounds of shouting and clapping in the room became.

Approaching the door, Zhu Zhe stopped again.

What on earth am I doing? Zhu Zhe, you are truly crazy.

Isn't it just that you haven't seen that stinky pervert for three days? Do you have to miss him this much? Can you have some self-respect?

Inside the room.

Scum Cheng saw a shadow near the door at a glance.

His memory was too strong; he remembered where every book and pen in Ye Zhenzhen's room was.

The curtains in the room were drawn, making it a bit dim, and the shadow from outside on the floor was especially obvious.

Chen Cheng smiled wickedly. On the 22nd floor, no matter who was eavesdropping, he didn't mind.

Chen Cheng was like a god of war reborn. Ye Zhenzhen, a general who had just been galloping on a warhorse, now had to bow her head.

Various techniques were dense and ever-changing.

Ye Zhenzhen could only switch from offense to defense, trying to resist.

At first, she could still resist a little bit, relying on her strength as a marathon runner.

But after barely taking dozens of moves, she was overwhelmed and unable to bear it.

The huge gap in strength could not be overcome just by gritting one's teeth and persisting.

Even just using two fingers, Chen Cheng had Ye Zhenzhen completely tamed.

Various moves were thunderous and unstoppable.

Ye Zhenzhen knew she was no match and begged for mercy repeatedly. "I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Go easy on me."

But Scum Cheng just smiled wickedly.

"That's not what you said earlier. Want to beg for mercy now? It's too late!"

The moves were ever-changing and layered.

In the end, Ye Zhenzhen, unable to withstand the exertion, chose to completely throw in the towel and surrender.

...

"As the saying goes, when the golden wind and jade dew meet, it surpasses countless encounters in the human world."