Stronger by Paying Salaries and I Have 1 Billion Employees

At dawn the next day, the sky outside the window was dim.

Chen Yansen leaned against the headboard and glanced at the time on his phone. He had only slept for two hours; his sleep duration had shrunk again.

An ordinary person has sixteen hours left in a day after sleeping, but he had twenty-two—an extra six hours.

Song Yuncheng lay on her side, her eyes lightly closed. Her small hands were curled in front of her, making her look like a sleeping kitten.

A Pikachu cosplay outfit, torn down the back, was carelessly tossed on the floor.

A faint, sweet fragrance permeated the air.

Chen Yansen lifted a corner of the covers, slipped on his slippers, and walked toward the study.

He turned on his computer, brought up the assembler, and his fingers began to fly across the keyboard.

To circumvent ARM’s conditional code patents, Chen Yansen used predicate registers to record the results of operations.

Whenever he got stuck, he would simply activate the [Planck Clock]. His brain would instantly enter an overclocked state, effortlessly tearing through any technical barrier.

From 4:00 AM to 7:00 AM, he used it twice, for a total of two seconds.

The basic architectural design, consisting of eight global registers and twenty-four windowed registers, was now preliminarily complete.

Just then, a crisp knock came from the door.

The study door was open. Song Yuncheng stood at the entrance in a set of cartoon-print pajamas, her eyes still heavy with sleep. Seeing Chen Yansen turn his head, she asked softly, ”Couldn’t sleep again?”

Chen Yansen beckoned for Song Yuncheng to come over.

When she drew near, President Chen opened his arms. Song Yuncheng obediently pressed against him, cradling his head.

”I’m hungry,” Chen Yansen said with a smile.

”Should I make you some porridge? And two sunny-side up eggs?” Song Yuncheng replied instinctively.

”Having a taste of you is enough.” After speaking, Chen Yansen’s hand, like a slippery eel, found its way through the gap at the hem of her pajamas.

Before long, a captivating blush spread across Song Yuncheng’s fair, smooth, oval face.

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On the third day after the end of the world, all was well.

At 10:30 in the morning, Liang Changlin slowly opened his eyes. He had only managed to fall asleep after 3:00 AM.

Should he risk it all and strike out on his own, or swallow his pride and work for Chen Yansen?

This was an extremely difficult choice for him.

He stood by the hotel’s glass curtain wall, staring blankly at the ant-like pedestrians and matchbox-sized cars below.

After some unknown amount of time, Liang Changlin suddenly realized that perhaps Chen Yansen saw him in much the same way he was now seeing the street below.

’It’s better to seek shelter under a big tree.’

Liang Changlin narrowed his eyes, his gaze gradually firming with resolve.

Half an hour later, he called Chen Yansen, but all he heard was the BEEP BEEP BEEP of the dial tone. No one was picking up.

Liang Changlin grew anxious, afraid that Chen Yansen had changed his mind and wouldn’t give him the chance.

The other party finally answered on his third attempt.

”President Chen, I’ve thought it over. I’m willing to join Senlian Capital,” Liang Changlin stated eagerly.

”I’m very interested in the fresh food delivery business you mentioned yesterday. Wrap up your loose ends as quickly as possible and report to the Kuai Pao Hu City Branch.”

Chen Yansen replied.

In his opinion, with Liang Changlin’s abilities, he was more than qualified to manage a category or business division on his own. He would first have him serve as Pei Yi’s deputy. As for how high he could climb in the future, that would depend on Liang’s performance.

”Yes, President Che—... Boss!” Liang Changlin quickly corrected himself, a smile on his face.

”That’s all for now. We’ll talk later.” Chen Yansen gave a curt reply and hung up.

Although Liang Changlin would one day have a net worth in the tens of billions, in President Chen’s eyes, he was nothing special—just another disposable asset for making money.

Liang Changlin didn’t dare to delay. He immediately set off for Hu City, preparing to sell Yaya Network to TAL Education Group and then shut down Dingdong Community.

「Meanwhile.」

Before Liu Qiangdong went abroad, Jingdong was at it again with Yixun Network.