Transmigrated as a vicious stepmother, I raised a child who became a heartthrob.

Jiang Molan laughed so hard that tears almost came out.

That's great, someone always manages to break free from this cage.

Jiang Zhuhua knew nothing of this; she simply made Jiang Ji a cup of milk powder. After all, she had promised, and he was indeed far too thin.

Is it okay for a baby to drink formula? Even villains had to hold a bottle when they were little.

Jiang Ji ate breakfast without knowing anything, then obediently went to kindergarten with her milk bottle in her arms.

Wang Xianghai got up very early today. His boss had told him that he would be responsible for taking care of the young master from now on.

And they even gave us a raise.

To make a good impression on the young master, Wang Xianghai even specially styled his hair with hair wax. His already refined appearance became even more mature and sophisticated.

"Uncle, your hair is so oily."

Jiang Ji and her mother sat in the back seat, while the assistant uncle driving in front kept looking back.

Jiang Ji couldn't help but say something more. He didn't know how this uncle managed to hold back; his hair was practically plastered to his scalp.

And it doesn't look soft at all; it doesn't look like real hair.

Jiang Ji even suspected that the other person was wearing a wig. However, he was too embarrassed to ask.

Wang Xianghai gripped the steering wheel tightly. His inner defenses crumbled, but a forced smile remained on his face.

"Really? I was in a rush to leave this morning, so I washed it this afternoon."

I got up an hour early this morning to style my hair, and I specially chose a suit. I even sprayed on perfume.

So... I didn't wash my hair?

In Wang Xianghai's mind, it seemed that only the words "I haven't washed my hair" remained.

Jiang Zhuhua took some people to meet with Teacher Yang. After all, he would be very busy with work from now on.

Jiang Ji didn't dislike this assistant uncle very much, because he looked a bit old and didn't seem like a good match for her mother.

Moreover, Jiang Ji personally didn't think the other person was very good-looking. Therefore, his reaction wasn't very strong.

Jiang Zhuhua breathed a slight sigh of relief. Although she didn't know exactly what his criteria were, it was enough that he could calm down. Her expectations weren't high.

As expected, a large number of people criticized her online.

The content is almost identical: unfilial piety.

In traditional culture, filial piety occupies a significant place. This single word can touch a nerve with many people, making them even more sensitive than sensitive skin.

While handling the renovation of the hot pot restaurant, Jiang Zhuhua also had to get some of the money approved through her, as well as register trademarks and other matters. She also kept an eye on entertainment news from time to time.

There's a decent movie script, and the agents of two young actresses are vying for it, going back and forth about it.

Jiang Zhuhua still needs to make a decision.

I was so busy that I just grabbed a quick bite for lunch.

Jiang Zhuhua twisted his sore neck, picked up his cup, and decided to shake it around with the employees.

The boss works like a slave in the company, while the employees slack off.

Jiang Zhuhua gritted his teeth once again. If he couldn't lead a team, he could only work alone until he died.

Based on this idea, Jiang Zhuhua decided to hire more talented people so he could slow down his pace of life and not have to work overtime at the company every few days.

Carrying her teacup, she strolled leisurely to the staff break room. Her steps were light.

"Do you think our CEO is male or female?"

"Probably a man, since many CEOs are men. Besides, the entertainment industry is a place like that..."

Jiang Zhuhua stopped in his tracks upon hearing these cryptic remarks. What man or woman? Can't you just look up the boss's name online?

This doesn't sound like an employee here. After all, it's rare for employees to not know whether the boss is male or female. Unless it's a very large company, the lowest-level employees don't know their immediate supervisor.

"Do you think he might be like those male CEOs in novels, finding it funny and unique to have coffee spilled on him?"

Two girls huddled together, chattering away and making all sorts of guesses.

This was clearly the result of reading too many novels. Jiang Zhuhua glanced at his clothes, which cost hundreds of thousands of yuan, and silently picked up his cup and went back.

She didn't really want to know who these two people were, nor did she really want to know where they came from.

But spilling coffee is absolutely unacceptable.

After finishing his tiring work preparations, Wang Xianghai took a short lunch break, only to find his boss wandering around with his own cup in his hand.

So free?

That's what Wang Xianghai was thinking, but he wouldn't say it aloud. He just smiled and asked, "Boss, aren't you going to sleep?"

He had already washed off the hair wax he wore in the morning, and now his hair looked exceptionally voluminous. He appeared much gentler, without any sharp edges.

"Can't sleep."

Jiang Zhuhua looked at the coffee in his hand, and then thought about his work in the mountains, feeling even more tired.

"I just passed by the break room..."

This was not a very easy thing to bring up. Jiang Zhuhua stopped halfway through her sentence. She couldn't very well just order everyone to know her, could she?

That sounds absolutely outrageous.

"The two people inside don't seem very familiar with our company's structure. We need to be careful to prevent anyone from watering the money tree."

Jiang Zhuhua concealed the fact that the two people were eager to throw coffee on her.

After all, if people talked about this, they would just think she was narcissistic.

"Huh? The company hasn't hired any new people recently. I'll go take a look."

Wang Xianghai was a little confused. What was the meaning behind the boss's cryptic look?

The conversation continued as they tiptoed into the break room, even escalating to the topic of dreaming of becoming the proprietress. And the people inside seemed completely unaware that the proprietor was a woman.

His face darkened almost involuntarily; Wang Xianghai was practically cursing under his breath. Where did this idiot come from?

Wang Xianghai politely knocked on the door and went inside. The people inside were unfamiliar faces.

Wang Xianghai is in his thirties and has been in the workplace for many years. Just standing there, he exudes a sense of pressure.

The two young girls inside involuntarily shut up.

"Which department are you from?"

Wang Xianghai, his face grim, asked bluntly. In the entire company, there shouldn't be anyone who didn't know that the boss was a woman.

The boss started from scratch. Some of the employees were recruited early on, but most were brought in by the boss himself, one by one. In the early days, he even interviewed them one by one.

Someone who doesn't even know if the boss is male or female is obviously someone you don't know where they came from.

"We're here for an interview."

One of the girls with short hair mumbled something in a low voice.

What position are you interviewing for?

Recently, no one else has been hiring except him. In fact, he has already hired an assistant and taken down the job postings.

Wang Xianghai asked a few more questions.