Chapter 11: Into Long Aotian’s World, Day 11

Chapter 11: Day 11 of Transmigrating into a Long Aotian Novel

"Mr. Shao?" An Yi was somewhat surprised.

Shao Xiuya recognized him, and a smile instantly lit up his eyes, his joy palpable: "Chairman An? What a coincidence! You live here too?"

"Yeah." An Yi nodded, noticing he was struggling with the books, and instinctively reached out to help carry some. "Need a hand?"

"Thank you." Shao Xiuya sighed in relief, mentioning a floor number—it was the floor directly below An Yi's.

His tone carried a hint of moving fatigue and obvious delight: "Just moved in today, things are still a mess. Never expected to become neighbors with you, Chairman An. Such a coincidence..."

He paused, his eyes sparkling with barely concealed excitement as he looked at An Yi: "Truly wonderful."

The elevator hummed softly as it rose.

They chatted about the trivial moving hassles, and Shao Xiuya helplessly complained about the chaos of setting up the branch office: "So many things to handle, even finding a decent place to live felt like a battle. Ended up hastily settling here. But now... I feel it was absolutely the right decision."

Shao Xiuya's gaze casually swept over An Yi's slightly tired but still handsome profile, then he suddenly spoke, his tone carrying a hint of tentative curiosity: "Chairman An lives alone? No girlfriend... living together?"

As if realizing the question might be too forward, his eyes flickered slightly, showing a trace of regret.

How rude!

Asking such a private question right off the bat!

An Yi smiled and sidestepped the question, asking back: "And you, President Shao? Traveling all this way to expand your market, bringing your girlfriend along as your helpmate? Balancing career and love?"

Shao Xiuya immediately shook his head: "Chairman An jokes. Where would I get a girlfriend?"

He paused, his tone suddenly turning unusually serious, his eyes locking onto An Yi with intense focus: "To be honest, I've lived this long with a completely blank love life. I've never met anyone who could make my heart race."

The air in the elevator suddenly grew still.

Shao Xiuya's gaze burned with tangible warmth as he continued, clearly, word by word: "But I believe, if I ever meet that soulmate, I'd recognize and claim him at first sight. That feeling should be... crystal clear and unmistakable."

An Yi: "..."

Something's off! This atmosphere is way off!

An Yi turned to look at Shao Xiuya's face; his eyes curved as he gazed at him seriously, the emotions swirling inside so complex that An Yi's scalp prickled!

What the hell?

An Yi swore he saw in Shao Xiuya's eyes: four parts excitement, four parts joy, two parts shyness, and ninety parts adoration!

Son of a bitch, you're a pie chart too.

What is this?

Love at first sight?

Isn't this supposed to be a straight man's harem novel?

When did the orientation change? Has the novel been infected by a gay virus?

Dammit, this is kind of interesting.

Good thing he's gay!

A week later, at a business negotiation meeting.

The crystal chandeliers were bright enough to blind titanium-alloy dog eyes, and the air was thick with a mix of caffeine and high-end perfume, as well as... the smell of money.

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An Yi, the naive college student, had now adapted well to this environment.

He strode into the venue with steady steps, accompanied by his assistant Li Xuan, who always looked like an AI incarnate with perfect expression management.

He immediately spotted Shao Xiuya sitting in the front row.

He sat upright, his dark gray suit impeccably pressed without a single wrinkle, every strand of hair exuding "elite" vibes.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Shao Xiuya precisely turned around the moment An Yi entered: "Chairman An, meeting again. What a coincidence."

An Yi responded with a standard business fake smile, inwardly complaining: The density of coincidences this week is higher than my company's KPI completion rate!

Forget it, blame it on me being too handsome; can't blame anyone else.

An Yi straightened his back, keeping a calm face: "President Shao, such a coincidence."

Then, An Yi noticed another striking figure—Chang Tongxin, CEO of "Tongxin Capital."

Chang Tongxin wore a sharp black-and-white pantsuit, her long hair neatly tied up, her makeup delicate yet devoid of any coquettishness, her eyes sharp and calm.

She was quietly discussing with a few senior investors nearby, exuding strong presence and clear logic.

This perfectly matched the original novel's description of a "beautiful female CEO," but the woman before him was far too strong in presence, too capable, her eyes as cold as Siberian permafrost.

How could she be the type to lose her head over a "sexy smirk" and willingly join the harem of Du Guyuan?

Such an outstanding woman, willing to become part of a greasy man's harem?

What a waste!

The original novel was pure wish-fulfillment!

Maybe I should give her a hint; perhaps Chang Tongxin, like Huang Chan, could gradually wake up?

In the dark corner at the back, Du Guyuan noticed An Yi's arrival and glared at him hatefully, probably still holding a grudge over the proposal incident.

An Yi: "..."

Psycho, can't be bothered with him.

Just then, the sound of the comment section rang in An Yi's ears again:

"This woman is introduced so much—she must be the female lead!"

"I told you, beautiful female CEO, standard for business war stories!"

"Ooh! New character! Beautiful CEO! The author finally gives the male lead a decent harem member?"

"Is the author's brain full of shit? 'Crimson lips, curves in all the right places, eyes that steal souls'..."

"Change your adjectives! The author must be a kindergarten dropout!"

Same old story, just with a new coat of paint! Such a cliché setting! Thumbs down!

What are you talking about? This book is great! Author, I support you!

I'm a loser, and I love reading this!

Oh look, that villain Chairman An is back again. Is he about to get killed off?

Probably soon...

He makes the male lead look even more like an idiot!

...

An Yi almost lost his composure. What does that even mean, "get killed off"?!

If you can't talk right, then don't say anything!

He, An Yi, will live to be a hundred!

The meeting was in progress with heated discussions.

As representatives of the local establishment and the rising star, An Yi and Shao Xiuya both made substantial remarks.

Chang Tongxin, on the other hand, showcased her sharp investment vision and sharp negotiation skills. Several of her questions hit the nail on the head, earning quiet nods from many seasoned players in the room.

An Yi noticed that when Du Guyuan was on stage, somewhat flamboyantly painting the "grand blueprint" for the land east of the city, Chang Tongxin slightly furrowed her brow and quickly typed something on her tablet.

During the break, An Yi excused himself from his conversation with Shao Xiuya and caught a glimpse of Chang Tongxin standing alone by the floor-to-ceiling window, lost in thought.

He strolled over casually, coffee in hand.

"Ms. Chang, you seem to have doubts about the east city project?" An Yi got straight to the point in a calm tone.

Chang Tongxin turned at the voice, puzzled why the highly sought-after An Yi would come to talk to her.

She keenly noticed that the look from President Shao not far away... seemed a bit cold?