She never expected that Jiang Bei would actually go so far as to partner with celebrities to start a company, and with two goddesses at that.

This is completely different from the version she heard from others.

Didn't this guy just get swindled by his business partner and dumped by his ex-girlfriend?

How come they suddenly started dating celebrities like Liu Yifei and Shu Chang?

Liu Yifei was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked towards Jiangbei:

"Me too?"

"nonsense."

"Since you've invested your money, shouldn't you get shares?"

Jiang Bei didn't even look up, continuing to write on the paper:

"Besides, you're now a core member of the project."

We need you for endorsements, we need you for songs, and you'll be the lead actress in the upcoming musical.

Even when it came to recommending PhD students, you were the one who spearheaded it.

"I can't expect you to fight on the front lines while I'm making you work for free, can I?"

He spoke as if it were a matter of course, as if it were something perfectly natural.

Liu Yifei's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

She originally thought that her relationship with Jiangbei would at most be one of cooperation—

Sing a couple of songs, get an endorsement deal, and maybe even act in a TV series on the side.

But Jiangbei's move directly transformed her from a "partner" into one of "one of their own."

Moreover, it starts at 20%.

This is no longer helping.

They really pulled her onto the table.

She opened her mouth, as if to say that the proportion was too much.

She only invested a little over 300,000 yuan in total, which wasn't even enough to buy songs and scripts.

Moreover, his project is about to bring in eight million.

No matter how you calculate it, it's too much.

But the words stuck in his throat and he swallowed them back down.

Because she suddenly realized—

This guy wasn't asking for opinions at all.

He had planned it all out long ago.

Qin Lan, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't help but speak up at this moment:

"And... Shu Chang?"

"Was it my idea... that Shu Chang?"

"Um."

Jiang Bei nodded, explaining very directly:

"She's basically confirmed as the second female lead in the musical. She'll also be useful in the entertainment and film/television sectors later on."

"Moreover, she and Yifei share resources, so it's more convenient to put them together."

After speaking, he paused, looked at Liu Yifei, and added:

"Of course, if you feel it's inconvenient for you to hold the shares directly right now, that's fine too. You can find someone to hold them on your behalf first."

"As long as the accounts and agreements are clear, that's fine."

Qin Lan's gaze towards Jiang Bei finally changed completely.

She initially thought that this guy might have suddenly gotten a few projects and, in a moment of enthusiasm, wanted to start a company and make a name for himself.

But the moment the words "proxy holding" come out, the meaning changes completely.

This shows that he had even considered in advance the fact that his celebrity status made it inconvenient for him to directly hold shares.

I'm not bragging, I've really thought about it.

Liu Yifei was also a little surprised.

She was initially worried that since she was still a student, there might be some trouble if she really wanted to hold shares.

Jiang Bei's response of "finding someone to hold the shares on her behalf" immediately put an end to her concerns.

How many times did this guy's brain work?

Jiangbei didn't give them much time to process it before the pen tip moved down another line.

"Next are the venture capital firms."

"This company mainly consists of technology and execution teams."

"Ruan Fei, Cui Hao, Guo Jian—and you too."

He looked up and gazed at Qin Lan.

"Equity ratio, 3331."

Qin Lan was taken aback: "Am I included too?"

"Calculate."

Jiangbei's tone was flat:

"However, it won't take effect immediately."

"If you really stay, you'll basically have to handle everything for the next three years: registration, finance, administration, project coordination, site renovation, and other miscellaneous company matters."

"The equity will only be officially acquired after three years of cooperation."

"If you run away halfway or fail to perform well, this achievement will be automatically forfeited."

At this point, he put his pen down on the table, his tone becoming somewhat subdued:

"First be a petty person, then a gentleman."

"Let's be upfront about the unpleasant things now, so we don't have to argue about it later."

Upon hearing these words, not only Qin Lan, but even Liu Yifei couldn't help but glance at him.

She thought that Jiangbei let Qin Lan in because of their old classmate relationship.

As a result, this guy turned around and tightened the conditions.

Give opportunities, but not for free.

Want to join the ship? Sure, but first, you'll have to exchange three years of your time and real skills for it.

Qin Lan stared at the paper for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled.

"You're quite realistic."

"Was he so scared of being scammed by his ex-girlfriend and business partner that he specifically studied the rules?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei covered her face and chuckled.

Three black lines instantly appeared on Jiang Bei's forehead.

How come everyone knows about this?

He quickly changed the subject:

"Starting a business is not child's play."

"Talking about sentimentality is a scam."

"Make sure the money, power, and responsibilities are clearly defined first, then things will be easier to get done."

"If you feel it's not suitable now, you can leave anytime, I won't stop you."

The room was silent for two seconds.

Qin Lan didn't speak, but looked down at the A4 paper filled with structure and names, her eyes filled with complicated emotions.

She hadn't really thought too much about it before she came.

Ruan Fei approached her, saying he was starting a company in Jiangbei and needed someone who knew about registration and finance. She figured it would be convenient for him, so she came over.

But it wasn't until this moment that she truly realized—

Jiangbei is not joking.

This guy really wants to make a name for himself.

Moreover, even her position was taken into account in advance.

Thinking of this, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Jiangbei:

"So, you're serious?"

"nonsense."

Jiangbei looked completely bewildered:

"If you're not serious, why have I been arguing with you for so long?"

Qin Lan was momentarily speechless, then burst into laughter.

"OK."

She reached out, pulled the A4 sheet of paper in front of her, looked at it carefully, and finally nodded.

"I'll take this job."

"I'll handle the registration, finances, nominee shareholding, and accounting structure."

"I will also borrow any resources that my sister can."

"As for this one percent—"

She looked up at Jiangbei, a smile playing on her lips:

"Make a note of this."

"I'll come back to you after I've actually worked for three years."

Jiang Bei glanced at her and nodded:

"OK."

"Then I'll remember that."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere around the table finally eased a bit.

But Liu Yifei, sitting to the side, still felt a little uneasy.

She glanced down at the paper on the table.

Investment company.

20% stake.

The female lead in a musical.

Endorsements, song releases, and TV dramas—it's all in there.

She suddenly realized that all she had wanted to do at first was buy a script and a few songs.

As a result, they were inexplicably dragged into a huge trap by Jiangbei.

and--

She didn't even have the slightest thought of refusing.

The thought surprised even herself.

Jiang Bei, however, seemed completely oblivious to her odd behavior. He had already put the paper away again and casually patted the table.

"Okay, let's set the framework like this for now."

"We'll discuss the remaining registration process, nominee shareholding scheme, and financial design later."

"I only have one request—"

He raised his eyes, glanced at Qin Lan, then at Liu Yifei, and a slight smile appeared on his lips:

"Don't hold me back."

Liu Yifei: "..."

Qin Lan: "..."

This guy.

They had just pulled the person onto the boat when they started complaining that the person was in their way.

You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth.

Qin Lan couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, as if she had finally won back a round from the "difficult client situation".

"Alright, stop pretending to be profound."

"Tell me, where should we start?"

Jiang Bei didn't stand on ceremony, pushing the paper and pen in front of her and immediately switching into boss mode:

"First, buy a shell company that has been operating for at least three years as soon as possible and complete the necessary procedures."

"China Mobile is waiting to sign the contract; time is of the essence."

He raised his second finger.

"Second, the equity structure, agreements, and company structure were all straightened out at once."

"Write everything down clearly: who invests, who holds shares, and who is responsible for what, to avoid future disputes."

He paused, then added:

"Third, find office space, the kind where we can start working."

"Desks and chairs, network, finance, administration—all in one place."

"We're about to start cooking here, so we can't keep hiding in our rented room like guerrillas any longer."

After hearing this, Qin Lan's eyes not only didn't back down, but instead grew brighter and brighter.

"Okay."

"Then I'll start calculating my salary today, is that alright?"

As she spoke, she naturally extended her hand.

This is not a test.

This is a direct start to the job.

Jiang Bei glanced at her and reached out to shake her hand.

"no problem."

"Starting from now."

With a touch of their hands, the cooperation was officially finalized.

But even that seriousness couldn't last three seconds.

Qin Lan withdrew her hand, remained silent for a few seconds, then suddenly pursed her lips, as if she had made a great decision, and spoke in a low voice:

"However... there's something I still want to make clear to you."

Jiang Bei's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Not good.

That tone doesn't sound like a good thing at all.

Sure enough, the next second, Qin Lan looked at him and whispered:

"It was that time back then... I really didn't mean to splash water on you."

"It was those guys in the dorm who started it, insisting that I teach you a lesson, and I couldn't stop them."

She paused, as if afraid he wouldn't believe her, and then added earnestly:

"And I was worried you'd get cold, so before I poured it on you... I even added some warm water."

The air fell silent instantly.

A deathly silence.

Jiangbei was completely stunned.

Only one thought remained in my mind—

It’s over.

It's completely over.

This is no longer just bringing up things that shouldn't be discussed.

This is like digging up his darkest past from his university days and whipping him to death right in front of the "fairy sister" (a term of endearment for a goddess).

It's the kind with "warm water" on it.

Jiang Bei even wondered if he should have shaken hands with her earlier.

He should have just stormed out the door and fled.

On the other side...

on the sofa.

Liu Yifei slowly put down her chopsticks, took out a tissue, and leisurely wiped her mouth.

His movements were elegant, and his expression was calm, but his eyes clearly conveyed four words—

Is that true?

She had always felt that the atmosphere between Qin Lan and Jiang Bei was a bit subtle.

The stiffness he showed when he entered the door was unlike that of a typical student.

Now that I hear it, it's not subtle at all.

There's no story behind this.

This person has a criminal record.

Moreover, it was the kind of criminal record that would keep it trending on the Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications campus forum for three days.

She tried to hold back, but in the end she couldn't help it and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"The foot bath water... is it real?"

The voice wasn't loud, and the tone was even quite soft, but its lethality was off the charts.

Jiangbei was absolutely furious.

"no--"

"Let me explain first."

"That's not foot bath water, it's just warm water in a regular foot bath basin. No, wait a minute—"

He stopped mid-sentence.

Damn, the more this explanation is told, the more it sounds like solid evidence?

A regular foot bath basin? Warm water?

What the hell is the difference between this and "I'm not a pervert, I just happened to be in the women's restroom"?

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