Stronger by Paying Salaries and I Have 1 Billion Employees

A girl who had just turned twenty, brimming with youth, was bound to be pretty.

She had fair skin, a slender waist, and long legs. Her bust was surprisingly ample, almost rivaling Song Yuncheng’s.

Unlike their previous two meetings, this time Xu Jiujiu was dressed more maturely. When she smiled, the dimples on her cheeks deepened.

”Miss Xu, we meet again.”

Chen Yansen greeted her with a gentle smile.

After all, she was a major client and a loyal Orange Mobile Phone user, so it was worth his while to greet her first.

”President... President Chen, you remember me?” Xu Jiujiu beamed, her eyes curving into crescents.

”I’m not senile,” Chen Yansen joked.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they entered the private room and sat down.

”Would you like a soda or juice, Miss Xu?” Chen Yansen asked.

”President Chen, can you call me ’Jiujiu’? All my friends call me that,” Xu Jiujiu made her first request.

”No problem. So, what would you like to drink?” Chen Yansen smiled, repeating the question nonchalantly.

”I’d like some yellow wine. I swiped it from my dad,” Xu Jiujiu said, lifting an exquisite gift bag and pulling out a jar of collector’s edition Shaoxing jiafan wine.

’Swiped it?’

’What a dutiful daughter!’

Chen Yansen glanced at the jar. With his experience, he could tell it was a fine vintage, worth at least thirty thousand Hua Yuan on the market.

Seeing this, a nearby waiter quickly took the jar to have it warmed.

”President Chen, can I ask a personal question?” Xu Jiujiu asked cautiously.

”You can, but just one,” Chen Yansen replied.

”Do you have a girlfriend?” Xu Jiujiu asked boldly, her gaze fixed on Chen Yansen.

”I do,” Chen Yansen said with a grin.

Xu Jiujiu deflated instantly. Deep down, she knew that for a man with Chen Yansen’s talent, looks, and status, not having a girlfriend would be more alarming than having one.

After a moment’s thought, she asked, ”Is the relationship serious? How long have you two been together?”

”Sorry, Jiujiu, but that’s the second and third question. I can’t answer those.”

Chen Yansen said with a mischievous smile.

Xu Jiujiu’s face fell. She hadn’t expected him to be such a stickler. She pouted, ”President Chen, can we just count that as one question, please?”

It was a trick she’d only ever used on her dad, and it had never failed. That was how she’d gotten the over ninety million for her Yu’e Bao account.

”I’m a man of principle,” Chen Yansen said, shaking his head.

He was starting to get it. Xu Jiujiu had an ulterior motive. Her mentality was no different from a celebrity fangirl’s. She had deposited nearly a hundred million into Yu’e Bao just for the sake of ’chasing her idol’.

President Chen scorned such people.

But then it occurred to him that he was the ’idol’ she was chasing, and a hint of embarrassment crept onto his face.

”Oh... okay,” Xu Jiujiu said, clearly disappointed.

Noticing the awkward silence, Chen Yansen asked casually, ”Are you a university student in Luzhou?”

”I’m a junior at Luzhou University of Technology, majoring in marketing,” Xu Jiujiu answered truthfully.

”That’s nice,” Chen Yansen replied perfunctorily.

”Useless mouth, just say something!” Xu Jiujiu muttered under her breath.

Before coming to Xucheng, she had rehearsed countless questions and conversation starters, but now that the moment was here, her brain felt like it had been hit with a paralysis debuff—it was stiff as a board, and she couldn’t remember a thing.

Chen Yansen ate in silence. For one, he hadn’t had dinner yet, and for another, the company was footing the bill.

Adhering to the principle of not letting things go to waste, he ate with particular focus.

”Is it good?” Xu Jiujiu asked, finally snapping out of her daze and attempting some awkward small talk.

”It’s fine,” Chen Yansen’s reply was just as noncommittal.

He could see right through her little crush, but President Chen had never been a fan of boring women.

’Her conversation is so disjointed and dull. She’s probably the same in bed.’

Xu Jiujiu watched Chen Yansen eat with such gusto that she almost laughed. But then she remembered how tongue-tied she was and felt like crying from frustration.

She took a few deep breaths. After a long moment, she asked, ”President Chen, some classmates and I have a startup project. It’s an app that quickly turns users’ photos into comic-style art, but we’ve hit an R&D bottleneck with the image synthesis. Could you possibly offer some guidance?”

’Turn photos into comics with one tap?’