Reborn as a female internet celebrity in a county town

Chapter 160 requires precise wording, not exceeding...
The financial industry is an extremely special industry, and it is quite complex overall.

Even fund companies don't just have a simple securities business; it's not enough to just make some money trading stocks or futures.

The whole will inevitably move towards a more systematic approach.

This is an enormous workload, requiring not only ability but also connections and resources.

Lin Lang only wanted to invest; he never thought about doing it himself. This was because Yan Li could do many things well, but he couldn't do them well.

He couldn't possibly take away Yan Li's control. Without control, Yan Li wouldn't put in any effort or work, and the company would become worthless.

Unlike Yunshang Media, he took 50% because even if Yun Yiyi quit, he could still take over and do a good job.

Given Lin Lang's current situation, if he wants to run a financial company well, he can only do so by ensuring that he can generate profits for fund investors every year, and then continuously expand the scale, making up for the shortcomings in other aspects with strong single capabilities.

That's not realistic.

He has only ten years in name, but in reality, with his involvement, many butterfly wings have already begun to flap. The overall market trend will not be affected, but many details have already begun to change subtly, and this timeframe will be shortened considerably.

A financial company typically has only one primary source of revenue.

Interest!

We need to leverage our funds and rake in interest like crazy.

This process also requires risk prevention.

Even if Lin Lang devoted all his energy to this chaotic, complex, and extremely risky structure, he might not be able to do it well.

Yan Li was born for this job; even without me, she would be the future leader of a multi-billion dollar fund.

This demonstrates her strong organizational skills in the financial industry.

Just two minutes ago, Yan Li suddenly fed her something and whispered that she should not embarrass her later and should temporarily play the role of her boyfriend.

Lin Lang realized what was going on after Xu Kechen appeared.

He quickly stood up and said, "Xu, it's been a long time! You were my idol in college."

Lin Lang's words weren't entirely unfounded; Xu Kechen wasn't his idol, but rather the idol of one of his roommates.

After all, Xu Kechen's scandal broke, and he was condemned by so many women who had abortions.

If he doesn't cause any scandals, then he's truly my idol.

"Lin Lang? What's your major?"

Xu Kechen sat down directly; he had no recollection of Lin Lang.

"I majored in finance and also minored in computer science."

"Hmm? Do you know someone in the finance major named Song Yuhang?"

"My roommate..."

"Oh, I see. So where are you working now? Your internship should be over by now, right?"

Xu Kechen wanted to find out Lin Lang's background.

Lin Lang said with a smile, "I haven't found a job yet. That's why I specially treated President Yan to a meal, hoping she can pull some strings and find me a job."

Yan Li said, "I've already offered you the position of vice president at the company, but you didn't want to."

"I have a reputation to maintain. Becoming a vice president for no reason would be blatantly telling everyone that I'm a kept man."

"What's wrong with being a kept man? Others want to be kept men but can't."

"You're comparing me to others? If that's the case, then go find someone else."

Lin Lang stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Yan Li quickly called out, "Honey, don't be angry..."

After saying that, she chased after Lin Lang and reached out to take his arm.

The two completely ignored Xu Kechen sitting next to them.

Xu Kechen was dumbfounded.

She's even calling him "husband" now?

And where did that bastard Lin Lang come from? How did he manage to train the goddess he couldn't even get to this extent?
……

Inside the elevator, Yan Li was about to let go when Lin Lang said, "Wait, I've been cooperating with this whole charade, and you're not even going to pay me any interest?"

"I never said that was the script. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I wouldn't have been able to keep up with you..."

"You just want Xu Kechen to harass you less in the future, right? That's how you create a bigger visual impact. That's how self-media expresses itself; it has to be impactful enough. Your method is too subtle. What if he pretends not to understand?"

"is it?"

"Hmm, hold on tighter, it's not rubbing against my chest."

Yan Li: "..."

"How about we turn this into a real-life 'hotel in the sky' and post a couple of photos on social media? Ideally, the photos would show the person with messy hair, leaning against the headboard, making sure to include landmarks, with their back to the floor-to-ceiling windows... and some other details, like making sure they look like they're not wearing any clothes, showing off their shoulders..."

"Hmmmm?"

"I'm a photographer!"

"A photographer who idolizes Xu Kechen?"

"That was before, when I heard he had several girlfriends. After the scandal broke, I realized he was just so-so."

Yan Li: "...What if there's no plot twist?"

"An idol! An absolute idol! Because I feel it would be very difficult for me to surpass him."

Yan Li: "So, you think you've now surpassed Xu Kechen before his scandal broke?"

"President Yan, you need to use precise words; it's about surpassing!"

"Huh?" Yan Li didn't react.

"Actually, I only have one idol right now, and that is you, Mr. Yan."

"Me? How did I become your idol?"

"Because you are amazing. There are many things I need to learn from you. When I want to do something, I usually choose an idol and then try to surpass her."

Yan Li corrected, "The wording must be precise; it should be 'surpass'!"

……

Should I take you home first?

"okay."

Yan Li was holding her phone and didn't pay much attention at first.

"Where's the location?"

"Huh? Oh, the Arc de Triomphe."

Lin Lang used his phone to navigate and found that it wasn't far from here, only about ten kilometers away.

Having commuted in Shanghai for nearly ten years, he knows all too well what ten kilometers means: it means being right at his doorstep.

"Hey, you're not actually booking a hotel in the sky, are you?"

"What are you thinking about? I'm replying to some messages."

Yan Li quickly replied.

In fact, Yan Li also has his own set of standards.

She almost never asked anyone for a favor; when she did ask, she could refuse or agree.

She felt it was normal to refuse, but if she agreed, she had to do her best.

If someone promises something to someone and then doesn't care at all, then they are definitely not a person of principle.

Being friends with someone like that is exhausting. Even when exchanging benefits with them, you always have to worry that they might suddenly back down.

She didn't believe that Xu Kechen would really be subject to the bank's risk control measures. Either he didn't have 20 million in his account, or he was deliberately delaying.

It makes no difference to her which one it is.

Once a promise has been made, only the result matters, not the process.

She won't get angry about it; even if she does, she'll only be angry at herself, not at others.

But Xu Kechen clearly had a female companion with him, yet he still came to bother her, completely disregarding his promise. She had already seen Xu Kechen through the reflection in the glass the moment he came up.

Lin Lang is right. If I act too tactfully, Xu Kechen might pretend not to understand.

It's best to just get straight to the point.

The car arrived shortly afterward.

I had just parked the car when my phone suddenly rang.

He took it out and saw that it belonged to his roommate, Song Yuhang.

"Old Song, what's wrong?"

"I heard you're in Shanghai? When are we going to grab a bite to eat?"

"Who said that?"

"Xu Kechen, you went back to Shanghai without a word. Is business not going well back home?"

When Lin Lang was working with Dayu Media, he posted about it on his WeChat Moments, and his roommates all liked it.

But it's limited to liking.

Although I've only been away from campus for a few days, many of the bonds we formed have already begun to fray.

Especially for those students from Shanghai's financial schools, if they follow the same path and have frequent contact, then it's fine.

Lin Lang made it clear that he wanted to take a different path, one where they would have almost no contact in the future.

"It's alright. I came to Shanghai this time for some other business."

Just then, Lin Lang suddenly heard a voice in his ear, "Honey, who are you talking to on the phone?"

Lin Lang: "..."

Song Yuhang on the other end of the phone was shocked, "Damn, you have a girlfriend now? When are you going to bring her to meet us?"

Yan Li leaned closer and said, "Song Yuhang, haven't you seen me before?"

"Ah? You are..."

"Ahem, Lao Song, find a chance to invite them all over for a meal," Lin Lang added from the side.

"No, I feel like that voice sounds a bit like Yan Li."

"You misheard me. I have something to do here, I'm hanging up now."

Lin Lang hung up the phone immediately.

Yan Li said with a smile, "What's wrong? Did you embarrass yourself by taking me out?"

Lin Lang said irritably, "It's not so much embarrassing, but it's possible we'll become enemies. Damn it, two out of my three roommates are your sycophants. I originally thought Song Yuhang was an exception, but you yourself said he used to work at the same company as you. Clearly, he's also a seasoned sycophant, and a very well-hidden one at that. Although we've all gone our separate ways now, we were still roommates, so don't mess with me."

If they were really boyfriend and girlfriend, Lin Lang wouldn't care; let whoever wants to think what they want.

But the reality is, I haven't slept with him...

"Okay, okay, honey..."

Yan Li smiled and said something, then pushed open the car door and got out.

After Yan Li got out of the car, she said, "I'm going back now. Remember to call me if anything happens."

"it is good."

Lin Lang drove slowly toward the hotel.

It's not far, about 20 kilometers away.

After returning to the hotel, Lin Lang went over to ask Mi Xiaofan if she had eaten, discussed the filming schedule for tomorrow, and then went back to his room to rest.

He wasn't very comfortable living in Shanghai, and that feeling of confusion returned.

This place simply cannot accommodate a soul.

Damn it, I spent thirty yuan on parking fees today...

When Lin Lang was unemployed in his previous life, he felt that he could accept many prices.

But when you're unemployed and only making money without spending any, you start to find fault with everything.

That feeling of needing money from the bottom of your heart is incredibly oppressive.

It's not that it's expensive, it's just that... there's always an invisible pressure that makes it impossible for people to truly enjoy their own lives.

It was as if neither the soul nor the body belonged to oneself.

Lin Lang's dormitory group suddenly became lively.

This group had been running for over four years. Half a month after graduation, it disappeared, and a month later, no one chatted in it anymore.

"Hey, you managed to win over Goddess Yan without making a sound, don't you have anything to say about it?"

"Holy crap, Lang-ge found a girlfriend?"

"You guys don't know yet? This guy is really good at hiding things; he's snatched up the most beautiful girl in our school."

"Who?"

"Damn, I already said it's Goddess Yan, who else could it be? Yan Li! When I called him just now, Yan Li was calling me 'husband' right next to me."

After he said that, the group was quiet for a few minutes.

It was at this moment that Lin Lang returned to the hotel and saw the chat history in the group.

It was Song Yuhang who initiated the chat in the group; the other two guys in the dorm were unaware of it.

The other two guys were Yan Li's ultimate simps. One of them provided milk tea for Lin Lang for four years of college, which made Lin Lang sick of it.

Although I've gradually become more realistic after graduating just a few months ago, I still haven't completely shaken off the past.

Hearing that your favorite goddess is taken is definitely unpleasant.

Not to mention that one of the guys in my own dorm picked it.

Lin Lang said, "No, Lao Song misheard. My girlfriend is someone else."

He didn't know why Song Yuhang deliberately brought this up in the group chat; he had already deliberately avoided the topic on the phone.

It doesn't matter, he can save face for everyone and avoid making them feel awkward.

After all, in two years, they will be able to let go of some of their youthful obsessions, and Lin Lang doesn't need to offend anyone because of Yan Li.

Even if they are insignificant people.

But Song Yuhang immediately said, "I can't be mistaken! It's definitely Goddess Yan's voice."

"Bullshit! You can tell just by listening through the phone? How close are you to Yan Li?"

Generally, unless someone has a very distinctive voice or is someone you know very well, it's possible to identify the other person just by hearing a few words on the phone.

"How could I have misheard? You're such a rascal, just admit it already." Song Yuhang was still insisting.

Lin Lang had no idea what was wrong with Song Yuhang; he used to be the most clever guy in the whole dorm.

Lin Lang didn't want to talk to the other person anymore...

Not long after, Song Yuhang continued, "Holy crap, Goddess Yan posted a photo of herself in a hotel..."

As he said this, Song Yuhang also forwarded the photo that Yan Li had posted on her WeChat Moments to the group chat.

In the photo, Yan Li's hair is slightly disheveled, revealing her smooth, white collarbone. She leans against the headboard, exuding a languid charm and a lingering allure.

This visual language is what Lin Lang mentioned during our casual conversation today.

And... the location is a sky hotel, with the Huangpu River right behind the bed.

"Wow, I really admire you. You won over the goddess Yan so quickly."

Song Yuhang said it again.

Lin Lang frowned, really not wanting to talk to Song Yuhang anymore.

However, another roommate in the group suddenly said, "Brother Lang, is it convenient to turn on a video call?"

"Fuck your sister!"

(End of this chapter)