Chapter 80

Chapter 80

The schemer sat on the ground, trembling all over. He lifted his doe-eyed gaze to look at the men, gasping for breath, "I'm sorry... I just had a bit of low blood sugar..."

"Buddy, aren't you cold wearing that?" Xie Yunshen asked, puzzled, as he looked at the guy.

New Year's had just passed, and the cold was biting. It seemed the trembling wasn't just for show—he was genuinely freezing.

Really going for style over comfort, huh? No wonder his blood sugar dropped.

The other man smiled sheepishly, "I... I... I spent all my money on food. Usually, I borrow my roommate's jacket, but today he... he wouldn't lend it to me..."

Xie Yunshen, with blunt straight-guy logic, said, "You spent all your money on food and still have low blood sugar?" What a fresh and original line!

He glanced at Mr. Yan's reaction and saw that his expression was calm, not showing any hint of a scowl.

As everyone knew, Mr. Yan was a big shot who kept his cards close to his chest. No scowl meant no disgust, which meant there might be further contact!

Xie Yunshen suddenly felt a flicker of alarm. This guy was definitely not an amateur.

Moreover, judging by his facial features and overall demeanor, he was absolutely celebrity-level.

"Let's have someone take him to the hospital for a check-up first," Yan Shiqi said to the driver.

It was clear he had really fainted. Xie Yunshen grabbed his collar in disdain to prevent him from hitting his head, which would have made the scam successful.

The other man's hands dangled limply in the air like salted fish.

"Let's have someone take him to the hospital first," Yan Shiqi told the driver.

The driver called someone to handle the aftermath, and that was the end of it.

In the afternoon, the hospital called to say the man had woken up, just suffering from a bit of low blood sugar.

The next morning at work, the receptionist said, "Mr. Yan, there's a guy waiting for you. He says he was the one in the accident yesterday. Would you like to see him?"

Xie Yunshen thought to himself: Please, no, no, no, don't see him...

Yan Shiqi nodded slightly, "Understood."

Damn it!

The college student was wearing a color-blocked baseball jacket today. His face was full of youthful collagen and an exaggerated look of pleasant surprise. When he saw Mr. Yan, he quickly stood up and walked over, appearing somewhat flustered and reserved, yet unable to hide his nervousness.

"Mr. Yan, I'm so sorry. I came today to thank you! You even paid my medical expenses yesterday. I'm here to return the money," he said, holding out an envelope.

Yan Shiqi looked at the envelope in his hand but didn't speak.

"Um, I know it's nothing to you, but please accept it."

Xie Yunshen said, "Didn't you say you spent all your money on food?"

"Oh, this is an advance from my part-time job boss."

Xie Yunshen whispered to Yi Wuyi beside him, "This guy is definitely a pro."

He had crafted the image of a self-reliant, slightly silly, food-loving college student. Would this pique Mr. Yan's interest?

Yi Wuyi glanced at him and smiled without saying a word.

"No need," Yan Shiqi said, walking past him and leaving directly.

Xie Yunshen did a mental victory dance.

As expected of Mr. Yan, he wouldn't be swayed by such petty tricks.

"Mr. Yan!" the college student called out to him.

Yan Shiqi frowned and turned back.

The college student flashed a determined smile, "I will study hard and hope to work at Yan's Group after graduation. That's my biggest dream."

Yan Shiqi asked, "What school do you go to?"

"Oh, I'm Lin Xinxin from the Artificial Technology College at A City University. I'm a junior this year," he said with firm, excited eyes, "I will definitely work here."

It was a college sponsored by the Yan family, and he shared the same surname as Mr. Yan's mother. Double buffs.

This guy's level was too high—the highest Xie Yunshen had ever encountered. He shed wide tears in his heart.

"Alright," Yan Shiqi nodded.

Their eyes met! Even if only for a second.

Xie Yunshen was internally freaking out.

Back in the office, he was still brooding over the matter.

Even Yi Wuyi said, "I think that young man is quite nice. Maybe he's not..."

"No, Old Five! You have to believe me. That guy definitely came prepared!"

Yi Wuyi said, "Are you jealous?"

"What?"

"You're afraid Mr. Yan might actually be touched by that young man's smile."

"It's 'moved'..." Xie Yunshen facepalmed. Old Five's adjectives were always so fresh and original.

"It's about the same."

"Please, it's very different."

"Anyway, you're afraid Mr. Yan's attention might fall on that person."

Xie Yunshen: "If that person really has ulterior motives... aren't you afraid Mr. Yan might be fooled?"

"What ulterior motives could he have? Trying to scam him for sex or money? If it's money, he doesn't have the ability. If it's sex, Mr. Yan is already in his thirties. It's normal if he really has any romantic developments with someone else."

"Wait, Old Five, you just reminded me! That's right, Mr. Yan doesn't actually like men! That guy's flirting is completely wasted!"

Xie Yunshen grabbed Yi Wuyi's shoulders, looking as if he had just had a major revelation, sighing in relief as if he had survived a disaster.

"..." Yi Wuyi closed his eyes: You're the blind one.

"Hah, a gay guy trying to win over a big shot, but he can't even target the right person," Xie Yunshen even felt a bit of schadenfreude.

However, the gays kept swarming in relentlessly.

That afternoon, another person showed up at the company intending to woo Mr. Yan. However, this one was a heavyweight—someone trying to match his son with him.

"Mr. Yan, I have a young son who just graduated from an elite school in Country C. He's handsome, and although he's gay, I've never let him mess around—he's remained quite chaste. Why don't you come for tea sometime?"

Yan Shiqi looked up from the contract and smiled. "Mr. Zhao, are you planning to introduce your son to my third brother?"

Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment before quickly realizing his mistake. "Oh, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding... Mr. Yan, please don't take it to heart."

That evening, while on his way to dinner with clients, they encountered yet another would-be suitor trying to lunge at Mr. Yan.

This guy wasn't just an admirer—he was kind of a creep. Dressed in a crop-top fur jacket, leather shorts, black fishnets, and boots, wearing heavy pink and white makeup, he clutched a little whip with a bow and muttered as he charged toward Mr. Yan!

You can't imagine the shock Xie Yunshen felt witnessing this scene; it was like a vengeful ghost ramming straight into his skull!

As a result, Xie Yunshen's strength got away from him, and he kicked the man flying two or three meters away.

By the time the police arrived to take him away, the man had already passed out.

On their way downstairs, Xie Yunshen walked behind, feeling deeply weary. "Mr. Yan, maybe we should just clarify that you prefer women."

Men's audacity was truly something else.

In just three short days, he had already witnessed the whole spectrum of the gay scene. If this were a job with KPIs, Xie Yunshen would have already exceeded his quota for this lifetime and the next.

Yan Shiqi looked up at him and said, "Put out a statement about my sexual orientation? Wouldn't that just be like protesting too much?"

"..." He had a point.

Feeling terribly guilty, Xie Yunshen stood on the step above, burying his head in the back of Yan Shiqi's neck and nuzzling hard.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan. It's all my fault... Please, blame me!"

Yan Shiqi reached back and gently ruffled his hair.

Yi Wuyi averted his eyes behind them.

That night, lying in bed, Xie Yunshen opened a group chat on his phone and, sure enough, found the guy in fishnets sharing photos to vent.

In the photo, a clear shoe print was visible on the man's stomach.

"It was that bodyguard who kicked me! I almost got to hug Yan Shiqi, that bastard! I'm in the hospital now and have to give a statement tomorrow!"

"RIP, another great failure."

"RIP +1."

"RIP +1."

"Sis, I heard a major player in the scene has already made a move."

"What big shot?"

"You mean that legendary charmer who turned a wealthy tycoon in Country T, had him wrapped around his finger, then dumped him, walked away with half the shares, and returned to live lavishly?"

"What do you mean 'took half the shares'? The old man gave them willingly."

"I heard the tycoon is still begging him to come back."

"Truly the charm of the legendary charmer. With him around, us small fries don't stand a chance."

"But Yan Shiqi isn't a foreigner. He's a business tycoon groomed by his family since childhood. Would he fall for that?"

"Don't worry, as long as he's not 100% straight, he won't be able to resist."

"When the time comes, how that damn bodyguard meets his end will be up to the charmer."

Xie Yunshen couldn't help but laugh when he read this. "Charmer"—such a cringey term, and it was the first time he'd heard it used in real life.

Could it be that college student named Lin Xinxin?

Xie Yunshen sent a message to Yi Wuyi, asking if he could look into Lin Xinxin's background.

The next morning, his phone already had the information sent by Old Five.

Xie Yunshen scrutinized it over and over but found no flaws.

He was indeed a college student.

Nevertheless, Xie Yunshen remained firmly convinced that the guy was not as simple as he seemed!

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"Mr. Yan, as soon as I saw your name, I knew you'd come..." Lin Xinxin, dressed in a white shirt, smiled with youthful energy, his expression filled with anticipation and delight.

Xie Yunshen stared blankly at Lin Xinxin across from him. Sure enough, he was like a lingering ghost, impossible to shake off.

Today was the routine business discussion conference for entrepreneurs from Cities A and B, and Mr. Yan, as the chairman of the Yan Group, was attending.

As for Lin Xinxin, according to him, he was there as a student representative from A City University, volunteering and learning—mainly guiding VIPs or serving tea and water.

What an incredible coincidence, yet there was nothing to fault about it.

Yan Shiqi nodded in acknowledgment when he saw Lin Xinxin.

"Mr. Yan, let me show you to your seat."

Xie Yunshen followed behind the two.

Halfway there, Lin Xinxin suddenly turned around and smiled at him. "Sir, the bodyguards' area is in the back. You can take any seat you like."

Xie Yunshen was taken aback and had no choice but to stop, watching as Lin Xinxin led Mr. Yan forward. He found an empty seat without a name tag in the back and sat down.

At that moment, Yan Shiqi glanced back at him.

"?" Xie Yunshen gave him a questioning look with a smile.

Only then did Mr. Yan continue walking forward.

A bit confused, Xie Yunshen stood up and walked down the red-carpeted aisle.

Along the way, several familiar wealthy businessmen greeted him warmly.

Xie Yunshen responded briefly and continued until he reached the front row. Mr. Yan was seated in the second seat from the right in the first row, with an empty seat beside the aisle.

"Take a seat."

"Is this my seat?" Xie Yunshen asked, deeply puzzled, noticing his name written on the seat.

"I saw this seat was empty, so I had your name put on it," Yan Shiqi said.

Xie Yunshen sat beside him, his eyes radiating an overly dramatic glow of admiration. "Mr. Yan, you really are the best boss in the world."

Yan Shiqi looked at him and smiled.

Two seconds later, it suddenly hit Xie Yunshen—could this seat have been intentionally left empty by Lin Xinxin?

He belatedly glanced to the side.

Lin Xinxin was standing in the aisle next to his own seat, watching the leaders' speeches with a serious expression.

However, Lin Xinxin's smile was clearly not as bright as it had been at the beginning; it was now a bit forced.

Had he left this seat hoping that, midway through, Mr. Yan would take the initiative to ask him to sit there?

But he hadn't expected Mr. Yan to just have someone label the empty seat with Xie Yunshen's name the moment he saw it.

The charismatic heartthrob's carefully crafted scenario had fallen flat right here.

Wasn't that just incredibly satisfying?

At this thought, Xie Yunshen couldn't help but duck his head under the table to stifle a laugh.

Mr. Yan reminded him, "Sit properly."

"Oh, right."