Chapter 292: The Old-School Tyrant CEO 36

Father Gu had never actually placed much hope in this son. After all, he was the second son; if the sky fell, the eldest son was there to prop it up. Consequently, he had never forced him to enter the company or build a career.

Since the boy liked to play, he could take his monthly allowance and go out and have his fun; Father Gu had no complaints.

But looking at it now, a younger son who could earn President Shen’s favor must surely have some extraordinary qualities.

In that case, he couldn’t allow him to keep idling around like this.

It would be a waste of talent.

If his younger son joined the business, perhaps the Gu Corporation could even reach new heights.

Father Gu wore the smile of an old fox. “Son, you’ve worked hard this time. I’ll transfer five million to your card in a moment for you to spend however you like.”

Young Master Gu was thrilled. “Thanks, Dad!”

Then Father Gu added, “I didn’t realize you were so capable before. Since that’s the case, we can’t let those skills go to waste. I’ve discussed it with your brother; starting tomorrow, you’re to report for duty at the company.”

“Huh…?” Young Master Gu stood there, mouth agape.

Wait, he had no intention of joining the company.

He hadn’t had enough of his life as a wealthy second-generation heir who just ate, drank, and waited for death.

Father Gu said with a beaming smile, “No ‘buts.’ If I don’t see you tomorrow morning, that five million I just mentioned will be your only source of income from now on.”

Young Master Gu was petrified on the spot. He couldn’t believe his old man could be so heartless.

“Son, work hard. Your brother and I have high hopes for you.” Father Gu understood the principle of the carrot and the stick. “Who knows, you might become the most successful child the Gu family has produced in centuries.”

Young Master Gu: “…”

He didn’t want to be the most successful child; he just wanted to be a qualified parasite.

Young Master Gu prepared to struggle a bit more, but Father Gu gave him no room to speak.

“Alright then, there’s a board meeting in a bit. I’m hanging up now.”

Father Gu’s voice grew distant, as if the call hadn’t actually been disconnected yet.

Young Master Gu could faintly hear his father proudly instructing his assistant, “Quick, call everyone for a meeting. My son has done me proud this time. I want those old fogies to see it immediately. They’ll be green with envy…”

Young Master Gu’s lip twitched as he mechanically hung up the phone.

His eyes were vacant, his entire body numb. He had to go to work at the company???

Despair…

But remembering his father’s words of shared pride, he touched his chest. What was this stirring sensation? Why was there a flicker of happiness?

It was like a child who always failed his exams suddenly receiving validation from a parent, making him feel as though he could actually do better.

Similar scenes were playing out in many households.

Undoubtedly, these were the wealthy second-generation heirs who had spoken up for Su Mingyue the previous day.

Their group chat was currently scrolling frantically with all sorts of excited messages.

They hadn’t expected that a few casual words of flattery would bring such massive benefits to their families.

From this day forward, Su Mingyue’s anti-hate squad was officially established.

This was a group of wealthy youths who feared nothing in heaven or earth. Before offending Su Mingyue, ordinary people would now have to reflect on whether they had the capability to cross them first.

Consequently, Su Mingyue’s subsequent filming went even more smoothly. Not a single negative comment could be seen in the bullet chat.

It wasn’t that people didn’t want to comment; it was simply that the enemy’s combat power was too high.

They would issue lawyer’s letters at the drop of a hat.

The kind that would actually sue you into bankruptcy.

Everyone backed down.

Of course, Su Mingyue knew nothing of what Shen Xiuyan had done.

Otherwise, she would surely have scolded him as a fool with an affectionate pout.

The next day, Su Mingyue looked at the message on her phone and arrived smoothly at the gathering point.

Filming had already begun by the time she arrived. Ying Qing was working hard to liven up the atmosphere for the audience behind the lens.

Ying Qing’s eyes lit up when she saw her. “Come here! Quickly, let the audience see our Fairy Sister.”

Su Mingyue laughed and swatted at her. “Don’t talk nonsense.”

Ying Qing grinned. “Did I say anything wrong? I wonder who it was that trended on over a dozen hot searches yesterday.”

“Come on, left camera, right camera, and the one over there—all of you, zoom in. Let the viewers get a close-up look at this beauty.”

Before her voice even trailed off, every camera on set eagerly shifted toward her.

This allowed the new viewers to get a direct look at Su Mingyue’s lovely face.

【Hiss… that face definitely doesn’t look fake.】

【Sister is too beautiful, even more beautiful than the screen recordings from yesterday.】

【Impressive, Movie Queen Ying is amazing. To think she could find someone this good-looking to join the show.】

【Tch, who knows if it’s a plastic surgery face.】

At that moment, Ying Qing was already exaggeratedly kneading Su Mingyue’s face in front of the camera, causing Su Mingyue’s features to shift into several different shapes within seconds.

She bragged, “Look closely. All-natural, zero pollution. You can rub it however you like.”

Su Mingyue helplessly removed the two “demon claws” from her face.

“Have some mercy, please. You’re about to rub off the foundation I just applied.”

“Hehehe~” Ying Qing giggled as she linked arms with her. “I just wanted to prove it to the audience.”

【Mhm, confirmed. Given Movie Queen Ying’s grip strength, it looks like she hasn’t gone under the knife.】

【Hahaha, even when making a funny face, a beauty is still pleasing to the eye. Screenshot saved.】

【To the person above, you’re a devil. Be careful or Fairy Sister might burst into tears.】

【Yeah, that’s a very powerful proof. Looking at it this way, Fairy Sister has a great temper too. Movie Queen Ying rubbed her face like that and she didn’t get angry at all. But Movie Queen Ying should watch her boundaries; how can she do that to someone she just met?】

【Pfft, the person above must be living under a rock. Fairy Su is the guest Movie Queen Ying brought on; they’re supposedly best friends.】

【Oh, no wonder. They seem to have a great relationship.】

After her antics, Ying Qing pulled Su Mingyue over to sit down.

The moment she sat, she switched instantly back to her noble and cold persona to introduce the others.

“This is Qin Xinyi, a lead violinist from an overseas theater. This is Li Lili, a white-collar worker from the Shen Group. As for this one, you should all know her by now; her name is Su Mingyue.”

Su Mingyue couldn’t help but gasp. “The Shen Group?”

Ying Qing gave her a playful wink. “Coincidence, right? It’s exactly the one you’re thinking of. I just confirmed it.”

Qin Xinyi stood by the side and smiled. “See, Lili? I told you that you’re anything but ordinary. This is the Shen Group we’re talking about. Anyone hearing it for the first time can’t help but be shocked.”

It was common knowledge that the Shen Group offered incredible benefits and top-tier compensation. For anyone who managed to get in, as long as they didn’t commit a major blunder, it was a “golden rice bowl” for life—arguably even better than a government job.

However, their hiring standards were notoriously strict. Graduates from top-tier domestic universities were barely considered impressive there, and Ivy League alumni were a dime a dozen. Not to mention, you’d run into a Master’s graduate every three steps and a PhD every five; the talent density was comparable to a world-class research center.

Despite this hellish level of difficulty, countless elites still flocked to apply every year.

If you asked why they bothered when the competition was so fierce, the answer was simple: the perks were just too good. Reaching the pinnacle of one’s life was no longer a dream once you were through those doors.

This was why, even though Li Lili was a commoner with no prior fame, Qin Xinyi didn’t dare look down on her.

In contrast, she felt this Su Mingyue had no reliable capital to her name other than her face. Hadn’t she noticed that when Ying Qing introduced her, she only gave a name?

She looked exactly like the type of second-generation rich kid who relied entirely on her family to get by.