Out of control and sinking

When she refused, Mr. Huang's heart pounded with anxiety.

"Mr. Bo, this..."

Before Mr. Huang could finish speaking, Bo Ye, with his dark eyes, said in a low voice, "Mr. Huang, please go out for a moment."

"I have something I want to say to her alone."

Upon hearing this, General Manager Huang immediately stood up and said, "Okay."

What a joke! Whether the company can survive now depends on Bo Ye.

At times like this, he's no different from an ancestor.

How much is Mr. Huang's face worth?

General Manager Huang got up and left, closing the door behind him. The large office was now empty except for Jiang Ruan and Bo Ye.

Bo Ye sat down next to Jiang Ruan and looked up at her: "Why aren't you signing?"

Jiang Ruan bluntly stated, "Why would you want me to sign? It's 3 billion yuan. If you ask me to pay it back someday, I won't be able to."

He hadn't expected her to say that. Bo Ye chuckled, looking at her chubby little face, which was extremely cute. He narrowed his dark eyes and reached out to pinch her cheek: "Who said you had to pay it back?"

"What if."

Bo Ye said, "There's no 'what if'."

"What, do you want to leave me?"

Bo Ye drawled, "Hmm? Jiang Ruan?"

His tone was nonchalant, but his gaze was extremely calm and assertive.

Their eyes met, and Jiang Ruan took a step back: "No, it's just that I feel a little uneasy about this much money."

“What are you afraid of?” Bo Ye said, “Since I’m willing to invest in your company, there must be something I’ve got my eye on. Besides, this money isn’t for you; it’s just an investment in your name. Learning about investing will be good for you.”

"How much money can you make from making a movie? Capitalists can make money so easily, how much can you get even if you work yourself to death?"

Bo Ye said, "Think long-term, Jiang Ruan. Instead of letting capital make money off you, why not become capital yourself? Wouldn't that be better?"

It must be said that Bo Ye is very good at negotiating with people.

Because a few words can touch people's hearts.

After hearing his words, Jiang Ruan was indeed a little tempted, but she was still wary: "You really won't let me pay you back?"

Bo Ye laughed angrily: "Do you think I, Bo Ye, lack that little bit of money?"

In any case, the two of them are bound together for life.

He insisted on voting for her, and Jiang Ruan was happy to accept it.

"Alright then," Jiang Ruan said, "but how will I split the profits with you?"

"Four six?"

“No need,” Bo Ye said. “I only want the principal; I’ll give you the dividends.”

Jiang Ruan asked in surprise, "Then aren't you at a huge loss?"

When asked the question, Bo Ye licked his lips and leaned close to her ear: "You can make it up to me in other ways."

"for example……"

Bo Ye uttered two words, his tone extremely ambiguous: "In that case, I think I would be even happier."

At such close range, Jiang Ruan's cheeks instantly turned bright red.

"You think beautifully."

She shyly pushed against his chest.

It's just for show.

Bo Ye laughed heartily.

He got up to open the door and personally invited Mr. Huang, who was anxiously waiting outside, in.

The company's general manager, at this moment, could only wait outside the door for them to discuss things.

There's nothing we can do; they're the big spenders, after all.

Fortunately, when General Manager Huang came in this time, the atmosphere in the office was completely different, with both Bo Ye and Jiang Ruan smiling.

It's clear that the two have reached an agreement.

The contract was signed very quickly.

Seeing the contract signed by Jiang Ruan, General Manager Huang finally felt relieved.

Mr. Huang was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes: "Mr. Bo, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you."

The hand holding Bo Ye's was trembling.

Bo Ye wasn't oblivious to it, and smiled, "It's a pleasure working with you."

Bo Ye reminded him, "Don't forget, Jiang Ruan is a shareholder of the company."

Mr. Huang is a smart man, and he understood immediately: "Don't worry, I will definitely get along well with Mr. Jiang in the future."

"You agree, right, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Ruan was stunned when she was suddenly called "President Jiang".

So she's become President Jiang now?
But he still nodded: "Yes, Mr. Huang."

President Jiang? Jiang Ruan isn't used to being addressed as that yet.

However, the shareholders' meeting was held the following day.

Jiang Ruan's appearance at the venue shocked everyone present.

When General Manager Huang announced that Jiang Ruan would be the company's largest shareholder, the entire office erupted in chaos.

But that's the truth.

From that day on, everyone in the company treated Jiang Ruan with exceptional politeness.

President Jiang even mentioned it very often.

At first, Jiang Ruan wasn't used to it, but she got used to it after listening to it for a while.

This shocked Sister Qin as well.

She teased Jiang Ruan: "Wow, Mr. Bo is really generous, investing 3 billion yuan directly into you and making you a major shareholder of the company."

"President Jiang, I'll need your continued guidance in the future."

Jiang Ruan almost spat out her water. She was both amused and exasperated: "Stop teasing me. I didn't expect this either. My mind is still a mess."

"Oh, it's nothing," Sister Qin said. "But Bo Ye handled this well; he's a real man."

"It wasn't for nothing that you spent so much time with him; you didn't sleep with him for nothing."

Jiang Ruan didn't know what to say.

Sister Qin smiled and asked, "How does it feel to be called President Jiang?"

Jiang Ruan put down her water glass and said honestly, "I'm not used to it at all."

"Haha, you'll get used to it."

"Believe it or not, in less than two days, the entire internet will know that you are the company's major shareholder."

Sister Qin clicked her tongue and said, "There has always been speculation about your relationship with Bo Ye online. Now that Bo Ye has invested so much money in you, the public opinion will probably be even stronger."

Have you and Bo Ye discussed any public topics?

"If you two were to officially announce your relationship, I estimate it would shock the entire capital."

"From now on, who in the capital will dare to touch you? And who will not respectfully address you, Jiang Ruan, as Mrs. Bo?"

These words silenced Jiang Ruan. She looked at Sister Qin and said seriously, "No."

"We haven't talked about this topic."

Sister Qin raised an eyebrow: "Hmm? What does Bo Ye mean?"

Jiang Ruan: "He doesn't want to marry me."

Sister Qin: "Huh?"

Jiang Ruan interrupted, "Okay, our relationship is pretty good now. We eat and live together every day, so it's not like we're any different from getting a marriage certificate."

"Besides, his mother doesn't like me. If I get a marriage certificate with him, his mother will definitely make a scene."

"Let him make a fuss." Sister Qin said dismissively, "Hasn't Bo Ye and his mother always had a bad relationship?"

"Having failed in her own marriage, does she really think she can control her own son's marriage?"

Jiang Ruan: "His mother likes Su Wan."

"If you hadn't mentioned her name, I wouldn't have remembered her for a long time," Sister Qin said. "I used to think that Bo Ye and she were having an affair, but it seems that they've both disappeared without a trace."

"What good is it if his mother likes him? It has to be Bo Ye who likes him. Isn't it that he doesn't like him?"

Jiang Ruan sighed: "Let's change the subject, I don't want to talk about this."

"Just let things take their course. I feel like we're getting along pretty well right now, and I don't want to ask for too much." "Jiang Ruan, you need to think this through. A man's initial excitement fades like water; it will only grow weaker over time." Sister Qin said seriously, "Besides, you're not young anymore. Although you're not considered old in the entertainment industry, only twenty-five or twenty-six, what about in five years? Ten years? When your looks fade, your skin ages, and you're no longer bound by marriage, will Bo Ye still treat you as well as he does now, still love you as much?"

"The world of the rich is never short of beautiful girls. There are countless men in their fifties and sixties in the entertainment industry who keep mistresses. Those girls could be their daughters, how can they still do that? Why? Isn't it because they are young and beautiful? Men are very realistic at heart, so I hope you are realistic too. Even if Bo Ye is willing to spend some money on you now, yes, he is rich, but if he doesn't give you any hope for the future, I suggest you just play around for a few years and don't invest too much emotion. Sincerity is fickle, especially in wealthy families. Emotions are very cheap. You have always been very smart, and I hope you will wake up."

Sister Qin said a lot.

Jiang Ruan nodded: "I understand what you mean."

Sister Qin took her hand and held it in hers: "Honey, in the end, I'm doing this all for your own good, and I hope you can be happy."

Jiang Ruan raised her eyebrows, her face full of confidence: "Don't worry, I definitely will."
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Jiang Ruan originally thought that being a shareholder was no different from being a hands-off manager; all she had to do was show up and offer her opinions at company meetings.

The result was completely different.

All company decisions are sent to her for her to see and she is required to sign them.

Mr. Huang even gave her the company's largest office, allowing her to combine her office and studio into one.

Suddenly moved to a large office of over 300 square meters with floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a 360-degree view, Jiang Ruan finally understood that being a shareholder was not a good fit for a leisurely life.

As a result, Jiang Ruan was very busy every day.

Besides being busy filming movies and commercials, there are also a lot of things to do at the company.

She didn't really understand much, and when her assistant asked her to sign something, she would just keep her head down and sign it.

But later, Jiang Ruan felt that this wouldn't work.

She needs to learn something.

Don't act like a naive and innocent girl.

So if there was anything she didn't understand, she would ask General Manager Huang; at home, she would ask Bo Ye.

There were originally several studies in the house, and Bo Ye was using the one closest to the bedroom on the second floor.

Jiang Ruan had the maid bring out the other one as well.

We did some simple renovations to make it her future office.

Otherwise, she'll always be holed up in bed looking at documents on her tablet, and her spine will get bad.

From then on, every night when Bo Ye returned home, his bedroom was empty and no one was there.

It was so quiet it couldn't be quieter.

The study was brightly lit, and he could see her working at her computer from the doorway.

Looking at her earnest expression, Bo Ye couldn't help but see a bit of himself in her.

A flicker of emotion crossed Bo Ye's dark eyes. He didn't disturb them, but instead went downstairs to quietly brew two cups of coffee.

The maid offered to help, but he refused.

Half an hour later, Bo Ye carried a tray upstairs with two cups of lattes he had brewed on it.

The latte art is shaped like fireworks, it's very pretty.

His skills are on par with those of professional baristas in coffee shops.

As soon as she opened the door, Jiang Ruan heard a noise. She looked up and saw it was him. She said, "You're back."

Bo Ye responded and walked over to place the coffee in front of her: "Have something to drink."

Jiang Ruan glanced at it and asked him, "Did you cook this?"

Bo Ye laughed: "How did you guess?"

“The maid didn’t cook this kind of flower,” Jiang Ruan replied cleverly.

Bo Ye's gaze swept over the computer screen, past the densely packed text: "Looking at documents?"

Jiang Ruan said, "Yes."

She raised her hand and rubbed her tired neck, already feeling a bit weary: "At least everyone in the company calls me President Jiang. I can't just keep being a clueless fool, unable to even understand the documents, and unable to comprehend what they're saying during the meetings."

Bo Ye reassured him, "Take it slow, you're still a beginner."

"Just get to know each other better."

As he spoke, he came up behind her and placed his warm hands on her neck: "Let me massage you."

"Wow, you're being so thoughtful today."

Jiang Ruan withdrew her hand and teased him in a high-pitched voice, "Speak up, what's the matter? Call me."

"To show hospitality for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly tightened his grip, striking her pressure point.

A sensation of both pain and itchiness spread throughout her limbs, and Jiang Ruan couldn't help but cry out, "Ouch!"

"Does it hurt?" Bo Ye asked in a low voice.

Jiang Ruan said, feeling wronged, "It hurts."

Bo Ye laughed: "Then shut up."

"Is offering you a shoulder massage all it takes to be so attentive?"

"Doesn't it need a good beating, huh?"

Jiang Ruan was just teasing him on purpose.

At this point, she stopped talking and quietly enjoyed the shoulder massage he was giving her.

To be honest, after he massaged her for a while, her spine really felt much better.

Jiang Ruan clicked her tongue: "How come I didn't know you could massage shoulders?"

"Mr. Bo, you're so thoughtful."

She spoke in a coquettish voice, and Bo Ye's throat tightened as his fingertips lingered on her snow-white skin.

He calmly replied, "Because most of our previous meetings took place in bed."

"You don't need to know I can massage your shoulders, just know that I can make you feel comfortable."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

Speaking slang in a serious manner.

If Jiang Ruan hadn't been so familiar with Bo Ye, she would have really thought he was a lecherous man based on his appearance and way of doing things, but that's not the case in reality.

Bo Ye pressed down, and Jiang Ruan picked up her coffee, took a sip, and praised, "Delicious."

Did you add sugar?

Bo Ye said, "I added a little to calm the nerves."

"It's not suitable to drink anything too bitter at night."

Jiang Ruan: "Oh."

After pressing for a while longer, Jiang Ruan told him to stop because he felt better.

However, he showed no intention of leaving.

But there is only one office chair at the desk.

He was standing there, so tall that Jiang Ruan could only look up at him: "Have you finished your work?"

Bo Ye: "Mm."

"Why don't you go take a shower first? Wait for me in the bedroom, I'm not finished with my work yet? Or there's a sofa over there..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man in front of her suddenly leaned down, grabbed her legs, and picked her up.

Jiang Ruan let him hold her and sat down on his lap. Bo Ye said, "Let's look at the documents together."

"Is there anything you don't understand? I'll teach you for free."

He rarely refers to himself as such.

There's a slightly lazy and listless feeling.

His legs were more comfortable than in the office chair, and Jiang Ruan wrapped her arms around his neck, very excited: "Okay."

Then Jiang Ruan discovered that Bo Ye was omnipotent.

No matter what she didn't understand, he could answer her questions clearly.

Moreover, he explained it very clearly, and she understood it immediately.

Jiang Ruan felt that she had learned a lot.

The two of them read through all the documents the company had sent her that day, and Jiang Ruan added some annotations to certain parts.

In the end, Jiang Ruan was so sleepy that her eyelids could barely stay open. She leaned limply against Bo Ye's chest, her chin resting on his shoulder, like a fish about to die of exhaustion.

She complained, "Finally finished watching it."

"This is not a job for a human being."

"It seems that being a capitalist isn't so easy."