I'm Jealous Of Myself Everyday (QT)

A Guide to Poverty Alleviation for Bar Waiters (Part 15)

　　Shao Qiyan rubbed the skin beneath his palm with his fingertips, his Adam's apple bobbing. "You can't just squeeze pimples. Let me take a look."

　　Wei Ye was young and beautiful, so of course he didn't have any pimples.

　　But Shao Qiyan still looked for several minutes.

　　Wei Ye was too embarrassed to refuse his boss's kindness, so he awkwardly let him look, and his legs went numb after a while.
　　When he was finally released, he had already forgotten to ask Shao Qiyan why he had called him here today, and he ran back to the guest room in his slippers.

　　On the sofa, Shao Qiyan chuckled and rubbed his forehead, letting out a long breath, as if releasing the pent-up emotions he had just been suppressing.

　　—

　　"Damn, damn, damn, my legs are killing me." Wei Ye ran back to the guest room and collapsed onto the bed, rubbing his legs with a pained expression.

　　The feeling of legs going numb from squatting is something only someone who has experienced it knows.

　　After lying in bed for a while, he fell asleep without realizing it. The next morning, he opened his eyes and sighed, "To be honest, I thought I could lose my virginity last night."

　　001: [...]

　　Wei Ye pondered, "How can President Shao be so tolerant?"

　　He asked 001 for the second time, "Is there something wrong with Shao Qiyan's body?"

　　[I'm very sure, no.] Wei Ye could hear the gritted teeth in 001's mechanical voice.

　　"Okay, okay." Wei Ye yawned, got up to wash, and while brushing his teeth, he suddenly heard 001 speak: [It is recommended that the host not indulge in sexual activity unless necessary.]

　　Wei Ye looked at the mirror with a puzzled expression, and 001 continued: [System energy is insufficient, privacy shielding function is damaged.]

　　"Pfft—" A mouthful of toothpaste foam sprayed onto the mirror.
　　Wei Ye was dumbfounded, "You mean if I sleep with someone, you can see everything?"

　　Even the lowest level system has a mosaic function!

　　"Then when I shower or go to the toilet..." Wei Ye suddenly felt something was wrong with him.

　　001 coldly replied, "[I have no interest in prying into the host's privacy, nor am I interested in human bodies, so you can rest assured.]"

　　Wei Ye raised an eyebrow and said, "Since you're not interested, why do you care whether I indulge in lust or not?"

　　001: "[...I'm just reminding you, do whatever you want.]"

　　Wei Ye walked out of the room feeling uncomfortable. The aroma of milk wafted from the dining table in the living room. His stomach rumbled, and he immediately forgot about 001.

　　Shao Qiyan was sitting at the dining table looking at his phone. Seeing him arrive, he smiled and said, "Sit down."

　　Exquisite shumai and xiaolongbao were laid out on the table, a steaming bowl of Chinese breakfast. Wei Ye didn't see any servants in the villa; this must have been takeout he ordered that morning.

　　After finishing his free breakfast, Wei Ye asked, "By the way, Mr. Shao, I remember you called me here to show me something?"

　　He had just put down his milk glass, and there was a ring of milk mustache around his lips. After looking around the table for a few moments without finding any tissues, he casually licked his lips, his nonchalance somewhat endearing.
　　Shao Qiyan paused slightly, his smile softening. "I think you'll be happy to see this."

　　He turned on the TV and tuned to the local news channel.

　　Wei Ye saw a disheveled man on the screen, handcuffed and being led into a police car. Although his face was blurred, it was still easy to recognize him as Lin Tianhao.

　　"Lin, the president of the listed company Lin's Group in our city, is currently in police custody on suspicion of hiring someone to commit assault, sexual assault, tax evasion, embezzlement, and other financial crimes..."

　　Wei Ye exclaimed in surprise, "He's committed so many crimes!"

　　Shao Qiyan smiled and said, "Since we're going to expose his crimes, we should expose them thoroughly." Wei

　　Ye had played a part in the assault charge; he had forced Lin Tianhao's thugs to record the crime, which he had given to Shao Qiyan when he asked for his help, and it was proving useful.
　　He hadn't expected Shao Qiyan to be so ruthless; even with his protagonist's halo, Lin Tianhao was finished.

　　Having played cannon fodder for so many years, Wei Ye had encountered countless disgusting plots. Bound by the system, he was forced to act according to his own script, ultimately becoming a stepping stone to someone's career or relationship.

　　This was the first time he had successfully disrupted the plot and turned the tables on the male lead; the satisfaction was indescribable.

　　"Mr. Shao, I really don't know how to thank you!" Wei Ye's eyes sparkled, brimming with joy and gratitude. He looked at Shao Qiyan as if he were looking at a hero who had saved him.

　　At the same time, he silently said in his heart, "Thank you, 001."

　　—

　　Shao Qiyan was working from home today, and Wei Ye, thanks to the president, didn't have to clock in at the company.
　　Feeling embarrassed to be idle on a weekday, and wanting to express his gratitude, he offered to clean Shao Qiyan's house.

　　Every time Shao Qiyan looked up from his laptop, he could see Wei Ye shuffling around in slippers, rag in hand, like a diligent little bee.

　　The employees on the other end of the video conference were surprised to find that President Shao seemed a little absent-minded today.
　　The secretary couldn't help but wonder, was Wei Ye still at President Shao's house?

　　After the meeting, Shao Qiyan closed his laptop and heard Wei Ye's slightly heavy footsteps approaching.
　　"Mr. Shao." He held a medicine bottle in his hand, his expression somewhat serious. "What's this?"

　　Shao Qiyan was slightly taken aback, then said helplessly, "You saw it."

　　"You're taking stomach medicine! So your stomach isn't good!" Wei Ye's eyes flashed with anger. He said angrily, "Then how could you eat Sichuan food? And you ordered extra spicy dishes several times!"

　　Nine out of ten CEOs have stomach problems; the rumors are indeed true.