After the breakup, I was taken in by a group of trendy young women.

Chen Man's white shirt was soaked with sweat; the thin fabric clung to her shoulder blades, revealing the color of her skin underneath.

Her low ponytail had come undone during the movement, the hair tie was lying somewhere on the shelf, and her black hair was sticking messily to both sides of her neck.

She lay sprawled on Lin Ye's lap, her fingers gripping the fabric of his trousers at the knees, her nails leaving crescent-shaped marks on his skin through the khaki casual shorts.

Her rimless glasses were askew on her chin, and the lenses were fogged up.

She reached out to adjust her glasses, but a sudden, suffocating sensation forced her hand back down—

Lin Ye looked down at her and leaned back.

Chen Man suddenly turned her head and coughed violently twice. She wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.

Her chest heaved violently, the top two buttons of her white shirt had somehow come undone, her collarbone chain was askew, and a tiny water droplet clung to the thin silver chain, reflecting a faint light under the fluorescent lamp.

She gasped for breath, each breath carrying a greedy sense of relief after surviving a catastrophe.

My throat was burning, my lips were swollen, and my chin ached as if I'd been chewing betel nuts all day.

It was filled with excitement.

That kind of morbid, burning excitement, like someone flipped a secret switch in the body that can never be turned off.

The whites of her eyes still showed signs of bloodshotness, and her eye sockets were red as if she had just been crying.

"I like it—I like this feeling—"

Her voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping against a wooden board.

But her tone was excited.

Lin Ye reached out and pinched her chin.

Her chin was pointed, her skin smooth, and still had traces of saliva left on it, making it slippery.

He lifted her face, making her look into his eyes.

Her glasses were crooked; one frame had slipped onto her nose, and the other lens was still fogged up.

She looked at Lin Ye through her crooked glasses, her eyes widening with excitement and morbid obsession.

Just then, that cold, electronic voice in my mind exploded right on time.

[Ding—A deep bond has been established with the McDonald's system target individual "Chen Man," and the relationship level has exceeded the threshold.]

Chen Man's favorability towards the host: 91 (Completely devoted)

[Bond Level: Submission (Triggered upon first contact).]

[“Submission” Effect Description: This individual automatically enters a compliant state when interacting with the host, gaining an additional influence bonus on the host's commands. Passive Effect: Physical contact with the host can trigger a dual psychological and physical stress response in this individual.]

[The target individual, Chen Man, was detected to possess replicable qualifications—sales management, product knowledge, inventory management, and customer psychology analysis.]

The host can specify one of the qualifications to be copied. After copying, the qualification will be integrated into the host's existing knowledge system without causing any conflicts.

Lin Ye looked down at Chen Man, who was still panting on his lap.

She was looking up at him with her red, watery eyes, the excitement and morbid infatuation still lingering in them, her lips swollen.

He reached out and gently straightened her askew glasses.

Sales Management

He silently repeated to himself, "Copy."

[Ding—The "Sales Management" qualification has been copied. This qualification includes the following sub-items: daily store operations management, sales team building and motivation, customer relationship maintenance, sales data analysis and strategy formulation, and handling unexpected customer complaints. All sub-items have been integrated into the host's existing knowledge system.]

[First-time submission bonus: The host can designate one of Chen Man's physical indicators for optimization. The optimization effect is a 20% increase in that indicator's current level.]

Lin Ye said casually but confidently, "Her eyes. Her eyes are almost blind from looking at the computer and inventory lists so much. Let's optimize them."

[Ding—Vision optimization has been performed on the designated individual "Chen Man". Optimization extent: Existing uncorrected visual acuity improved by 20%, night vision improved simultaneously, and eye strain symptoms caused by prolonged use of electronic screens will gradually subside within one week. Optimization will be automatically completed when the target individual falls asleep next time.]

Chen Man was still lying on his lap. Her breathing gradually calmed down, but the excitement in her eyes had not completely faded.

The expression on her face slowly changed from a morbid obsession to something softer, something she herself couldn't quite explain.

She got up from the ground, her knees a little weak, and she had to hold onto the crossbeam of the shelf to steady herself.

She gathered her disheveled black hair back behind her head, took a spare plain hair tie from her wrist and tied it up, then bent down and buttoned the buttons on her white shirt that had been undone one by one, and straightened the crooked collarbone chain.

Then she took a deep breath, bent down and picked up a black gift box with the brand logo printed on it from the bottom of the shelf. The surface of the gift box was covered with a delicate frosted texture, and the edge was inlaid with a dark gold metal strip.

"Sir, this is the most expensive limited edition in the store."

Her voice was still a little hoarse, but her tone had returned to professionalism—at least 70-80% of it.

"There's only one demo unit, brand new and unopened, in the safe at the back. The price is 23,999. If you're sure you want it, I'll put out an order right away."

Lin Ye picked up the cigarette that had been sitting on the shelf for a long time, put it in his mouth, and looked at her.

Her eyes were still red, her voice was still hoarse, one button of her shirt was still undone, and the red mark on her collarbone from where the collar had rubbed against her hadn't faded yet.

But the way she held the gift box and introduced the products...

"Place the order. Nine units."

As he spoke, he pulled his phone out of his pocket.

Chen Man's fingers trembled slightly as she held the gift box. She took a deep breath, placed the gift box on the shelf next to her, took out her ordering tablet from her pocket, and swiped her fingers across the screen rapidly.

The action of opening the order was smooth and effortless, a stark contrast to the disheveled state of the person who had been trembling and struggling to untie a hair tie just minutes before.

Nine limited edition tablets, totaling 215,991 yuan. She handed the tablet to Lin Ye for confirmation, her voice regaining seven or eight tenths of its professional composure.

Lin Ye took the tablet, glanced at it, and entered the payment password.

The payment success animation flashed on the screen, and a bank notification popped up almost simultaneously.

Then the system's cold electronic voice rang in his mind again—fifty times, 10,795,000. Adding the balance he had accumulated before, the number in his card had exceeded 15 million.

He put his phone back in his pocket, his expression as calm as if he had only spent twenty yuan.

As the warehouse door was pushed open, Chen Man took nine brand-new, unopened limited-edition mobile phones out of the safe and neatly stacked them on the shelf.

She saw the group of colorful girls behind Lin Ye rushing into the narrow warehouse, and subconsciously straightened her crooked glasses once more.

The blond guy was the first to rush in, his honey-brown pigtails swinging like two propellers.

She immediately noticed Chen Man's flushed face and swollen lips, then her gaze moved down to the nine black matte gift boxes on the shelf, and her mouth formed an "O".

The tattooed arm followed closely behind, then the tattooed leg followed closely behind, then the green-haired, pink-haired girl with bangs carrying Wangcai, then the Shen Qing and Shen Na sisters side by side, and Wang Xiaoying walked at the very back.

The warehouse was crammed with ten people, and the air was filled with the distinctive smell of insulating varnish from unopened new cell phones and the mixed smell of shampoo from the girls.

"Nine units! One unit per person!"

The blond-haired girl was the first to shout, grabbing a gift box from the shelf and clutching it to her chest. Her deep brown eyes shone brightly as she turned to look at Chen Man, tilting her head and speaking with a mischievous tone.

"Sis, why is your voice hoarse?"

Chen Man's face turned from flushed to crimson, and she lowered her head, pretending to organize the accessory boxes on the shelf.

A tattooed man leaned against a shelf beam, tapping the edge of a gift box with the temple of his sunglasses, his tongue stud flashing between his lips.

Huang Mao took the last cell phone off the shelf and shoved it into Chen Man's arms: "Sis, this is the ninth one already. I said nine."