The Peninsula chaebol started by rescuing Samsung's little princess.

In December, the weather in Seoul is getting colder and colder, and your breath turns into a puff of white vapor instantly.

Despite the cold weather, it's rare to see anyone wearing a bulky down jacket on the streets of Seoul.

Most young people still wear fitted clothes like jackets and coats, and some girls even show off their thighs.

They are truly a group of tough guys!

Li Zhixian is not as good as them, but she is no exception. Even if her aunt just finished visiting, it is not an excuse for her to be sloppy.

Today she changed into a black fitted coat, with only a flesh-colored wool sweater underneath. Her fingers were clearly white from the cold, but she was still holding a cup of iced Americano in her hand.

It's truly beautiful but freezing!

On the street, Lee Ji-hyun actually saw a group of Cassiopeia fans campaigning for votes, holding up signs and promoting voting to passersby!

"That's outrageous!"

When a mentally ill person meets a group of mentally ill people, he will feel that his mental illness is much better!

Li Zhixian glanced at them once and instinctively wanted to get away from them. She quickly walked into the Da Neng Building and took the elevator to the seventh floor.

The moment the elevator doors opened, a wave of heat hit her, making her almost frozen body feel as if it had come back to life.

Although it wasn't yet working hours, Mars Technology's office was already bustling with activity.

Unlike other large companies where people are all busy but actually slacking off, everyone here is full of energy, burning with passion for the company's development and Li Haorong's wealth.

"Hi, Ji-hyun!"

"Good morning!"

"Ji-hyun, you're here?"

Every colleague who saw Li Zhixian would take the initiative to greet her.

Li Zhixian's work in Mars technology is truly exceptional.

Although she was only a part-time assistant, she enjoyed the chairman's deep trust.

Trying to please her might not be of much use, but if you offend her, you can forget about staying at the company!

If in the past, people had a "take it or leave it" attitude towards working for such small companies...

As Mars Technology gains more and more recognition, everyone believes that the company has a bright future!

Although this company also has many problems, such as the "996" work schedule, an overwhelming amount of work, and hair loss...

But there is no seniority system, no workplace bullying, and no drinking culture here.

Compared to other companies, this place is practically paradise!

"What are you doing?"

Li Zhixian looked at an employee's computer and couldn't help but ask a question.

"We need to compare the final rankings with the current real-time rankings and communicate with Number Nine!"

When the employee saw that it was Li Zhixian, he answered honestly.

Factory No. 9 is the public relations company that Li Haorong recently opened, which manages online trolls.

"Final ranking results? Voting isn't over yet?"

Li Zhixian said with some uncertainty.

"Rankings and votes are not inherently related!"

At that moment, Li Haorong's voice rang out from behind Li Zhixian.

Li Zhixian turned her head and found that Li Haorong was already standing behind her at some point.

The employee quickly stood up and said with some respect, "Chairman, Chairman of the Supervisory Board!"

When Li Haorong and Li Yinxin entered together, the atmosphere in the entire company suddenly became tense.

It felt like, during what was a lively evening study session, the homeroom teacher's face suddenly appeared on the glass of the back door of the classroom!

Li Haorong picked up the notebook on the employee's desk, on which several rankings were written in crooked handwriting:

"First place: HOT, 255 million votes."

"Second place: TVXQ, 221 million votes."

"Third place, Myth, 174 million votes."

Fourth place: Seo Taiji and the Children, 161 million votes.

……

"Eighth place: Super Junior, 113 million votes."

……

"Ultimately, this ranking is just a show. We set up the stage, invited these artists and fans to perform, and directed a show that everyone enjoys!"

As soon as Li Haorong finished speaking, Park Jung-hyuk, as if by conditioned reflex, immediately began to flatter him.

"The president's words were truly thought-provoking and resonated deeply. After listening to them, I feel like I wasted four years of university!"

The others then realized what was happening and quickly followed suit, secretly thinking:

That's why Park Jung-hyuk rose through the ranks so quickly; look at his professional skills, that's what you call professional!

However, upon hearing these words, Li Zhixian could only think of her roommate.

Her actions, which were like she was on steroids, were all done in the hopes of helping her brother. In the end, the list had already been decided in advance!

How pathetic!

"You all get back to work. You're coming to my office!"

Li Haorong ignored everyone else and instead spoke to Li Zhixian with a sullen face.

Upon seeing this, everyone immediately fell silent and lowered their heads to continue their work.

The emperor's favor and wrath are unpredictable; serving him is like serving a tiger!

And so, Li Haorong walked ahead carrying a box, while Li Zhixian walked behind with her head down.

Li Yinxin followed behind the two of them. When she entered the office, she did not close the door. Instead, she waited until Li Haorong's office door closed before coming out and quietly crouching outside Li Haorong's office door.

The atmosphere in the office was tense. Li Zhixian didn't know what she had done wrong and felt uneasy.

"Why are you wearing so little? Have you forgotten about the stomachache you had a couple of days ago?"

Li Haorong's tone of criticism was fine, but what about the content?

Lee Ji-hyun looked up in surprise at Lee Ho-young.

"What are you staring at with those big eyes? And you're drinking iced coffee? Is your stomach made of iron?"

Despite being scolded, Li Zhixian suddenly grinned, leaving Li Haorong completely bewildered.

Wait, why is this child reacting like this when scolded? Could he be a masochist?

"I'm confiscating your iced Americano for now. Next time, make sure you wear your down jacket, you hear me?"

"Yes, I understand!"

Lee Ji-hyun's sweet smile reappeared on her face.

"Okay, go open the office door!"

Li Zhixian didn't know why, but she did as she was told.

She walked over and suddenly flung open the office door, and a figure stumbled in.

"oops!"

Losing her balance and falling to the ground, Li Yinxin quickly dusted herself off and got up, saying nonchalantly, "How did you know I was at the door?"

"Sister, with the light shining in the hallway, there's such a big, dark shadow; it's impossible for me not to see it!"

"Well……"

Li Yinxin glanced back at the light-transmitting door and immediately blushed.

"Alright, close the door. You two hurry up and put the money in envelopes for me; we'll be paying the employees soon!"

As he spoke, Li Haorong opened the leather suitcase on the table, which was filled with money.

This is what Li Haorong and Li Yinxin withdrew from the bank this morning; they're going to use it to give bonuses to their employees.

Thanks to this boy group ranking event, MarsNet successfully surpassed 500 million registered users.

Such achievements are enough to place it among the top five websites on the peninsula.

More importantly, Mars.net's users are mainly young people, and its user quality far surpasses that of other websites.

What's more, this was achieved in just two months!

"If you're free tonight, come over to my place. I'll cook a nice meal for you!"

Following the list, Li Haorong put the money into envelopes while asking the other two people.

However, to his surprise, the two people who usually liked to come to his house for meals both refused him.

"I have an appointment today, I need to go home!"

"I have something to do, I can't go today!"

The two girls said in unison.

After they finished speaking, they both looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.