Chapter 79: I'm the One Logged Into His WeChat

Jiang Muye said coolly, "It's alright. Youwo Design Company."

"Youwo?!" the three of them blurted out in unison.

"Yeah." Jiang Muye nodded. "What's wrong?"

"Don't make me laugh, Youwo is a major corporation with over a thousand employees! You call that a small company?" Kai gritted his teeth.

Little White Dove's eyes burned with envy. "He's right, you know. When Old Lin recommended a few Seniors to go in before, I was dying of jealousy. I heard the pay and benefits are amazing. And you call it a small company? Then what counts as a big one!"

"Probably something like Chen Group," Jiang Muye said after a moment's thought.

Everyone gasped.

That was right. Jiang Muye would be worth hundreds of billions in the future, since he was going to inherit Chen Group.

But the thing was, Chen Group was one of Asia's top fifty corporations! Of course that was a big company. But Youwo was definitely not that small. It was just that Jiang Muye's ambitions were greater, and his net worth had long since exceeded what ordinary people could fathom, so naturally he didn't think of Youwo as a particularly fat piece of cheese.

Yet in reality, Youwo Design Company was already a hot commodity in everyone's eyes.

"Whew, I want to latch onto that leg," Little White Dove said with a quiet breath of relief.

"Me too," Kai nodded.

"+1," Kai echoed.

"So why not start a business with me? I'll take you all to eat the best and drink the finest," Jiang Muye said concisely.

"Eldest Brother, what kind of startup is this? You've got a ready-made money-making project right in your hands!" Kai said, pained. The big company they most longed to enter was, to Jiang Muye, merely a starting phase?

It seemed their Mindset was too small.

"So, are you coming to the company as executives or not? If there's money, we make it together!" Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow.

"Coming, coming, coming. Who wouldn't latch onto a ready-made leg?" Little White Dove said greedily.

Old He was excited too. "Count me in. And don't you go back on your word when the time comes, not letting us make money."

"I won't. Do I look like that kind of person?" Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow. "Anyway, if you brothers need any help, just say the word. I can't climb mountains of blades or wade through seas of fire, but small stuff I can still help with."

The roommates all knew Jiang Muye's character well, having lived together for two years. He was focused and steadfast in what he did, and most importantly, loyal.

Since he'd agreed, he definitely wouldn't go back on it. Now all of them were glad they'd picked the right friend. Look, becoming friends with a big shot, how great was that?

Following Jiang Muye meant eating the best and drinking the finest, becoming tall, rich and handsome, and reaching the peak of life—just around the corner.

"So can we sleep a bit longer?" Little White Dove stirred restlessly.

"What are you thinking? You really think I'm going to lie in bed? Show some respect for Old Lin, don't go giving Old Lin a breakdown. Even if I can get you into the company and solve your internship problem, what about graduation? You want Old Lin to just fail you in this course?" Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow and got to the point.

"Holy shit, that's the key point. Then I'd better start packing and get up." Little White Dove hurriedly scrambled out of bed, no longer wanting to dawdle.

Better than actually failing the course, when it'd be too late to cry.

Compared to the others' flustered scrambling, Jiang Muye was calm. He only needed to pull the bed curtain shut and use some kind of thought, and whoosh—in less than a few seconds his clothes were on.

Jiang Muye pulled the curtain open and got straight out of bed, startling Little White Dove. "What the hell, what kind of hand speed is that!"

Jiang Muye glanced back. "This is what a real man is."

"Bull, a man has to be slow. Being that fast, you'll be despised by the girls," Little White Dove said with a laugh and a spit.

"Don't go driving that shit around. Comparing Old Driver with me? You can't even grip the steering wheel, the tires are already rolling over your face and you still don't know I'm driving." Jiang Muye shot Little White Dove a look.

"Truly ashamed, ashamed. You're the legendary Old Driver! When it comes to speed, I'm really no match for you," Little White Dove teased.

Jiang Muye snorted. "Good that you know." He went straight to the bathroom.

Toothpaste squeezed itself onto the toothbrush, and under Jiang Muye's thought control it instantly became an electric toothbrush.

Jiang Muye, being serviced by the electric toothbrush, enjoyed himself thoroughly. He then manipulated the cup to rinse his mouth a few times, and had the towel wipe his face.

Soon Jiang Muye was comfortably done.

When he went out, he saw the scarf placed on the table.

Suddenly his gaze turned gentle.

Without a shred of hesitation, he tied it around his neck.

Kai caught sight of this and said strangely, "Muzi, it's over ten degrees today, the weather's so hot, why are you wearing a scarf?"

"None of your business. Can't I be afraid of the cold?" Jiang Muye glanced sideways at Kai.

Actually, he was wearing the scarf to class, and when class ended he'd go return it to Leng Ruoli. He just hadn't expected Kai to notice.

Little White Dove, on the other hand, kept giggling nonstop.

Kai was very puzzled. "What are you doing?"

Little White Dove held his stomach, laughing. "Me? I'm thinking how every thing has its vanquisher."

"What the hell are you saying, I can't even understand it. Can you speak human?" Kai was baffled.

"This can only be grasped in the mind, not put into words." Little White Dove smiled mysteriously.

In the end Jiang Muye rolled his eyes. "I think you're in heat, waiting for Fahai to come collect you."

"Hahaha, is that you, you stinking monk! Actually, I think you could just shave your head bald and become the most handsome Abbot!"

"I think your skin is itching!" Jiang Muye began rolling up his sleeves, just short of grabbing a weapon.

Little White Dove hurriedly begged for mercy. "Stop, stop, a gentleman uses his words, not his hands. Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria to eat, I'm starving!"

"Let's go." Jiang Muye felt a bit hungry too.

So Jiang Muye went with Little White Dove and the others to buy breakfast, then went to the major classroom to eat.

Soon after the major class ended, everyone went back in groups. Jiang Muye turned a different way and said, "I've got something to take care of, you guys go on back."

"Alright." The others had things to do too and left.

Jiang Muye turned and went upstairs.

After reaching the upper floor, he waited at the classroom door.

Glancing in from the doorway, he already saw the girl sitting in the last row packing up her things.

Today her long hair flowed like a waterfall, and she wore a light pink long-sleeved sweater with a pleated JK skirt, the very picture of pure and pretty.

Snowy skin, red lips—he caught sight of her at a glance in the crowd.

She was so eye-catching.

Jiang Muye wore a somewhat cynical smile and leaned lazily against the door frame with his arms crossed, waiting.

Who'd have thought a few girls would come out, and on seeing Jiang Muye, immediately spark up.

"You're Jiang Muye from the Design Department, right! Can I add your WeChat?"

"Yeah, we could go eat at the cafeteria together, or go sing at a KTV."

"You wouldn't reject us, would you?"

Clearly they weren't waiting for Jiang Muye to refuse. They directly held up their phone WeChat QR codes in front of Jiang Muye's face, just waiting for him to scan.

Seeing their actions, Jiang Muye narrowed his eyes, somewhat unwilling. "Sorry, I didn't bring my phone."

"Then we'll go with you to the dorm to get it." The girls looked at the tall, handsome Jiang Muye, unable to shift their gazes at all.

Their eyes gazed at Jiang Muye with particular longing, just waiting to add his WeChat.

Jiang Muye was helpless. He hadn't wanted to hurt anyone's feelings, but they were so persistent—couldn't they even hear such an obvious refusal?

Just as Jiang Muye was about to refuse outright, a clear voice rang out.

"Sorry, his account is logged in on my phone. I'm afraid that won't be convenient."

Jiang Muye suddenly followed the voice and saw the poised and elegant Leng Ruoli.