Chen Cheng did not yet know he was being talked about; he was currently cuddling with Guan Juer while watching television.

Zou Yu had gone to take a shower.

Guan Juer lay on her side on Chen Cheng's lap. Although her eyes were directed toward the television, her mind had long since drifted away.

She spoke in a soft, sweet voice, "Brother Cheng, I heard from Sister Lucy that there is a girl at Company Name who looks exactly like me."

"Is that true?"

Chen Cheng nodded indifferently, his tone very casual, "Mm, there is a girl who looks a bit like you."

"However, she looks a bit more mature than you."

Guan Juer blinked, a glimmer of excitement appearing in her eyes, "Really?"

Chen Cheng nodded, "Yes."

That was indeed true.

After all, they were characters played at different times.

"Then can I meet her?"

Chen Cheng frowned and thought for a moment before shaking his head, "It's not really necessary."

"Although you look somewhat similar, you are two completely independent individuals."

"You have your own life, and she has hers."

"Isn't it better not to disturb each other?"

"What do you think?"

Guan Juer was instantly rendered speechless by Scum Cheng's 'philosophical' words.

Just then, Zou Yu walked in wearing a light camel-colored silk camisole pajama.

"Are you two not going to shower? It's almost ten-thirty."

Hearing the voice, Chen Cheng turned his head to look at her, "Right away~"

After speaking, he gently patted Guan Juer, "Let's go, time to shower."

Guan Juer blushed instantly; this shower probably wouldn't be as simple as just washing.

She said timidly, "Um... can I go by myself?"

Chen Cheng laughed exasperatedly, "Did I say I wanted to take a shower with you?"

"..."

Guan Juer was instantly deflated.

Seeing the teasing expression on Chen Cheng's face, she realized she had been played.

"Ah, Brother Cheng, you're bullying me again."

Chen Cheng laughed out loud and reached out to scoop her up by the waist.

"Let's go, off to shower~"

...

The next day, Chen Cheng arranged a pre-exam 'military training' for Lin Miaomiao, Deng Xiaoqi, and Jiang Tianhao.

Chen Cheng directly overturned the review plan arranged by the school.

He prepared to start from junior high school trigonometry and organized the junior and senior high school mathematics system for the three of them.

In five days, he finished organizing all the subjects, and only then would they return to the normal track of Chinese and Mathematics in the morning, and English and Comprehensive studies in the afternoon.

Jiang Tianhao was a science student, but he was an 'experiential' learner, so Chen Cheng took a shortcut and didn't give him any extra tutoring for the comprehensive science subjects.

When Deng Xiaoqi and Lin Miaomiao were reviewing comprehensive arts, he would go to the side to rote-memorize the basic scoring questions for comprehensive science.

How much he could remember depended entirely on his brain.

As for how much he could score, that would depend on his luck.

Regardless of his score, whether it was a vocational college, private college, or technical school, Jiang Qilong would ensure he got in.

In the afternoon, after finishing the mathematics system course.

After Deng Xiaoqi reorganized her notes, she tugged on Lin Miaomiao's sleeve.

"Miao Miao, don't you feel like everything suddenly makes sense as soon as Brother Cheng finishes explaining?"

Lin Miaomiao nodded quickly without hesitation, "Ah, yes, yes, yes~"

"It's like having my Ren and Du meridians suddenly opened up."

"I used to listen to math like it was a heavenly book."

"Listening to Brother Cheng's lecture, I just feel my scalp itching, like my brain is about to grow."

Hearing Lin Miaomiao use internet slang in every other sentence, Chen Cheng felt exasperated, the corner of his mouth twitching.

He smiled but didn't say anything.

These two were already enjoying the power of the 'Straight-A Student' halo.

A one hundred percent increase in learning efficiency didn't just mean that if it took an hour to understand a knowledge point before, it now only took half an hour—it wasn't as simple as just halving the time.

Rather, it was about making the affected person sharp-witted and increasing their IQ within a short period to boost efficiency.

Without the halo, the affected person would still gradually decline according to their own normal rate of memory decay.

But if they kept repeating the memorization, it would still form a permanent memory.

Chen Cheng was now a 'nanny' who could provide an IQ-boosting buff to those around him.

The next day, Chen Cheng changed the "military training" location to the Zen office.

The 20-meter effective range was actually quite broad in terms of coverage.

It was too wasteful to just use it for the three little ones.

Bringing it to the R&D department might have miraculous results.

Afterwards, Chen Cheng spent five days in the Zen office organizing the junior and senior high school knowledge system for the three of them.

It was equivalent to re-teaching the high school knowledge.

Afterwards, Chen Cheng only taught math problems, while they studied other subjects via online courses.

While the three of them—Lin Miaomiao and the others—were suffering through online courses in Chen Cheng's office.

Chen Cheng was working with the Zen R&D team on the training and iteration of Zen 1.0.

One day, Chen Cheng was in his office studying recently published papers in the AI field.

Tian Xiaohui called.

"Hello~"

"Chairman Chen, Junyue Mansion has been prepared according to your requirements."

Chen Cheng nodded, "Good, I understand."

"Take a couple of days off. If there's anything, I'll find you."

"Very well, Chairman Chen."

After hanging up, Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow; she was quite efficient.

The furniture replacement, soft furnishing adjustments, decorative items, and the wine cabinet at Junyue Mansion.

Chen Cheng had originally thought that Tian Xiaohui and Ming Zhen would take at least two or three weeks to mess around with it.

He didn't expect it to be finished in just over ten days.

Using Tian Xiaohui and Ming Zhen was because Chen Cheng didn't want the women at home to know about Junyue Mansion yet.

'Tian Xiaohui', whom Shen Jing had entrusted to his care, and the idle Ming Zhen became the suitable candidates to handle the task.

Shen Jing had both pleaded with him and personally sent Tian Xiaohui to his bed.

Chen Cheng knew exactly what her intentions were.

Even though she left, she didn't want to cut the connection with him.

Tian Xiaohui didn't look bad, was very receptive, and was obedient, so Chen Cheng accepted her.

It just so happened that Zou Yu was gradually becoming too busy.

With Tian Xiaohui and Ming Zhen, he could let Zou Yu focus on handling business matters.

Private matters could be handed over to Tian Xiaohui and Ming Zhen.

Using Ming Zhen was purely to keep Tian Xiaohui in check; this Little Girl was not exactly a quiet person.

As for Xing Lu, she was honestly acting as his canary.

He raised his hand to check his watch; it was almost six o'clock.

He put down his tablet, locked his computer, and stood up to walk over to the tea table.

Chen Cheng looked on with satisfaction and clapped his hands at Lin Miaomiao, Deng Xiaoqi, and Jiang Tianhao, who were writing furiously, "Alright, that's it for today."

"Go back and get some good rest. The exam is in three days, so you don't need to come here anymore after this."

"Just wake up in the morning and recite some ancient poems and review your English essays."

"Phew~"

After writing the last word, Lin Miaomiao let out a long sigh of relief.

She stared at Chen Cheng with wide eyes, pushed up her glasses, and asked tentatively, "Am I liberated?"

Chen Cheng reached out and flicked her forehead exasperatedly, "Isn't there still five days left?"

"I told you to relax, but don't relax too much."

Jiang Tianhao immediately stated his position, "Understood, Brother Cheng, we will definitely do well on the exam and won't embarrass you."

Chen Cheng smiled, "You kid," he waved his hand, "Alright, pack up and go."

Jiang Tianhao was smart. Ever since he sensed that Chen Cheng was willing to help him along.

He had very cleverly treated himself as one of Chen Cheng's "works."

Every once in a while, he would 'report' to Chen Cheng on the progress of his self-media account.

And the confusion he couldn't solve in company operations.

This kind of feedback would give Chen Cheng a sense of accomplishment.

Naturally, he would be willing to continue guiding him.

If you yanzus ever meet a benefactor, you can also try this method.

Giving gifts is the lowest level; you must learn to treat yourself as a 'benefactor's' work.

By reporting on your progress in your career and thinking, make them feel a sense of accomplishment.

Thereby achieving a deeper bond.