The path to becoming a tycoon begins with binding to the Godly Rich System.

"This is all your nephew's doing, and someone even reported it to General Manager Yu! See for yourself!" Zhang Xueming angrily threw a stack of documents at Zhao Zhongguo, who was standing on the other side of the desk.

Zhao Zhongguo picked up the documents with trembling hands and examined them. Inside were a series of evidences showing that his nephew, Liu Junwen, had used company resources to exchange for benefits, engaged in quid pro quo relationships with artists, and even used his position to provide resources to artists from other companies.

"Mr. Zhang, I had no idea he was doing all this!" Zhao Zhongguo had always known that his nephew liked to date minor celebrities and give them resources.

These are not big problems. Even if someone who has reached the top level of the company doesn't actively seek out talent, lesser artists will come to them. So giving artists some resources to get rid of them is a standard practice in the industry.

However, Liu Junwen's actions were indeed excessive and damaged the company's interests. If the company were to take these matters seriously, they could send him to prison.

“Mr. Zhang, as you know, my older brother passed away early. He went with his mother after she remarried. He was only thirteen or fourteen, but he was so thin he looked like an eight or nine-year-old. He would run back crying to his grandparents. It broke our hearts to see him like that!” Zhao Zhongguo, hunched over, sobbed to Zhang Xueming, “He got into the company through his own exams. I always took good care of him, but I never expected him to do something like this. I thought he was just dating an artist and doing them some favors. I never imagined he would be so bold as to directly harm the company’s interests!”

"If I had known what he had done, I would never have helped him, even if you killed me!"

Even if he feels sorry for his nephew, he himself might be implicated in this matter, so how could he possibly protect his nephew?

Seeing Zhao Zhongguo's appearance, Zhang Xueming's anger subsided somewhat. He snorted, "This time, for your sake, I'll only remove him from all his positions in the company, make him pay a fine to compensate for the company's losses, and then I can decide to let him off the hook."

"As for you, take a break for a while, and I'll make arrangements later. You can hand over your work to Lin Jing for now." Zhao Zhongguo is also a long-time employee of the company, and he has been with him for many years, so he is capable.

He wanted to protect him, but he needed to sound out Mr. Yu's opinion first.

Zhao Zhongguo thanked him repeatedly, but secretly resented his nephew for causing him such a big problem.

Since Yu Heng confessed his feelings to Chu Anlan, Chu Anlan has been in a great mood these past two days, as if she were eating something sweet, with every bite filled with happiness.

"Shaojie, hurry up and get me some gloves, my egg tarts are ready." Chu Anlan was too lazy to push her wheelchair around.

"Oh dear, let me do it, don't get burned!" Wang Shaojie pushed him aside and took out the baked egg tarts himself, wearing gloves.

The egg tarts have a slightly caramelized custard filling, a crispy crust, and distinct layers, making them look incredibly tempting. They also have a rich milky aroma, making you feel like you're tasting milk—sweet but not cloying.

The whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of egg tarts.

"Wow! I succeeded on my first try! Hurry up and take it to the dining table. I'll go call Yu Heng to try it." Chu Anlan maneuvered her electric wheelchair out of the kitchen.

"By the way, Shaojie, have you seen where Yu Heng is?" After coming out and not seeing Yu Heng, Chu Anlan asked Wang Shaojie, who was holding an egg tart.

"He's in the study, I just saw Xiao Gao making him tea," Xiao Wang said without looking up as he placed the egg tarts on the dining table.

Chu Anlan took the elevator to the study on the third floor and opened the door without thinking.

"This is a management problem on your part. I hope you won't disappoint me!" Yu Heng's face was displeased and his voice was cold, which was overheard by Chu Anlan as she entered the room.

He was stunned by the solemn atmosphere and stood at the door, unsure whether to go in or back.

Startled by the sound of him opening the door, Yu Heng and Zhang Xueming, who was bowing and standing in front of Yu Heng being scolded, both looked at him at the same time.

"Why did you come up here? Is there something you need?" Yu Heng got up and pushed him and his wheelchair to the coffee table, asking gently.

"No, it's just that the egg tarts are baked and I wanted to invite you to eat with me." Seeing that there were still people around, Chu Anlan was afraid that she had caused trouble, so she spoke softly to Yu Heng.

He glanced up and discreetly observed the man who looked like Yu Heng's subordinate. He felt the man looked familiar, but he wasn't sure, since he resembled General Manager Zhang of Huanyu Media.

Zhang Xueming was also surprised when he saw Chu Anlan. Wasn't this the little star Chu something Lan?

After seeing Mr. Yu's expression change in a second, something seemed to flash through my mind.

Seeing Chu Anlan scrutinizing him, he immediately dropped his bitter and resentful expression and introduced himself with a warm smile: "You must be Young Master Chu? Hello, I'm Zhang Xueming."

"Ah! Hello, hello." Chu Anlan was surprised that this person was actually the general manager of Huanyu Media!

He seemed to have discovered a great secret that he urgently needed to share, and excitedly turned his head to tell Yu Heng, who was warming his hands.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he remembered how Yu Heng had just scolded him like a grandson.

"Zhang Xueming, our company's general manager." Yu Heng introduced Zhang Xueming to Chu Anlan, and Zhang Xueming smiled and nodded in acknowledgment.

Yu Heng then turned to Zhang Xueming and introduced Chu Anlan: "Chu Anlan, my boyfriend."

Zhang Xueming was startled, and his attitude immediately became much more respectful.

After all, "canary" and "boyfriend" are not just different terms.

"You go ahead with your business, I'll head down first." After giving Yu Heng a quick pinch, Chu Anlan wheeled himself out; he didn't want to stay and have an awkward conversation.

After Chu Anlan closed the door from the outside, Yu Heng didn't continue to sulk and simply gave Zhang Xueming a few instructions.

"Also, you should pay attention to the company's atmosphere. I opened a company, not a club in City A."

Zhang Xueming's face paled slightly; these words were a bit serious: "Yes, I will definitely investigate thoroughly and there will be no more cases of artists being forced into unspoken rules."

It's a matter of mutual consent, and no one can interfere. But things like Liu Junwen's case, where someone refuses the unspoken rules and is then blacklisted, are really bad. Does he think the company is his own home?

"Kick out that S-level supporting actor that Liu Junwen gave away in the company." Yu Heng flipped through the files and only remembered when he saw the character that Chu Anlan had told him about before, the second male lead who had been rejected.

However, filming has already begun, and Chu Anlan's leg will need at least two or three more months before she can move freely again.

Yu Heng tapped rhythmically on the table with his left index finger, then lowered his head to think for a moment: "Give it to Song Hongshu as compensation!"

……

"So, you're the new chairman of Huanyu Media?" Chu Anlan was dumbfounded.

"Yes, but I don't really manage company affairs." So you can't blame me for being replaced in your previous role.

Seeing Chu Anlan only lower her head and ponder, Yu Heng felt a little nervous.

"Are you angry?" Yu Heng cupped his face and forced him to look up.

"What are you angry about?" Chu Anlan was a little confused.

"What are you thinking about?" Yu Heng asked him, frowning.

"I'm wondering if I've hooked up with a rich guy!" Chu Anlan's eyes sparkled; he felt a little strange.

Yu Heng was rendered silent by his bizarre thought process, then slowly leaned closer to look at him: "This isn't how you find a sugar daddy."

Chu Anlan blinked: "Then what do you mean by 'that'?"

“I want…” Yu Heng slowly leaned closer to him.

Their noses were only two centimeters apart when they touched, and time seemed to stand still.

Their eyes met, their gazes sparkling with endless longing and tenderness.

Their breaths gradually intertwined, and a feather-light touch lingered on their lips, as if two hearts were having a silent conversation, rehearsing the intimate moment that was about to begin.

Yu Heng slowly wrapped his arms around Chu Anlan's waist, gently pulling him closer. Chu Anlan's body trembled slightly as he responded to Yu Heng's approach.

Their kiss was delicate and lingering, as if a mysterious attraction bound their two hearts together.

After their lips parted, their faces remained close, feeling each other's heartbeats and breaths.