After Rebirth, the Celebrity Daughter is the Medical Expert!-Chapter 444 - 340: Sis, My Stomach Hurts

All of these are just pleasantries. What Ze Wu really wants to say is—

"Try to use the child for social climbing and get to the top soon."

Shi Wangyue slipped, almost falling over the flower bed outside the entrance of the National Science University.

...

Staff dormitory of the National Science University.

Ning Youguang checked the time a few times before picking up her phone to call Shi Wangyue, "When are you coming back?"

"I’m already back." The low voice from the other end of the call was laced with the sound of wind.

"Are you on the road or at the school gate?" she asked with concern, "Is it cold? Do you want me to bring you a coat?"

The night deep in autumn in Beijing was particularly cold.

"I’m almost at the gate," Shi Wangyue said in a low voice, "Don’t come out."

Ning Youguang walked to the door in a few steps and opened it, without hanging up the phone.

Soon, she saw Shi Wangyue slowly walking toward her at the entrance.

The clear moonlight shone on him, quiet and cold.

The hallway at the door of the dormitory was lit, and Shi Wangyue saw her more clearly.

He quickened his pace, "Didn’t I tell you not to come out?"

He jogged up to her, taking her hand, only to find it was warm, realizing he was colder.

Once he realized, he tried to let go, but Ning Youguang held his hand instead, "I heard your voice sounding a bit breathless on the phone, worried you drank too much and felt bad."

Shi Wangyue obediently replied, "I did have a bit too much."

Ning Youguang closed the door and led the still downcast child inside, "Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

As she took his pulse when she held his wrist earlier, she did so without betraying any emotion.

Shi Wangyue nodded and embraced her.

His voice was soft and low as he whined, "Sister, my stomach hurts."

Ning Youguang gently patted his back, "Since you’re in a bad mood today, I’ll allow you to drink like this, but don’t go to bars on an empty stomach anymore."

"I feel awful..."

At the moment, Shi Wangyue seemed to shoo away the frost and turn into a soft, pleader, asking for candy like a child.

Ms. Ning never hesitated to indulge whining "little Shi" with sweets—

"I made you soup, the fish maw, pork bone, and yam soup you like."

"Ms. Ning, can’t you not be so nice?" The somewhat pouty little Shi hugged Ms. Ning tighter, "You obviously want to drive me away, yet you’re so good to me; it’s really too much."

"What else can I do?" Ms. Ning’s gentle voice was filled with helplessness, "Who told you to be in a bad mood today?"

Shi Wangyue suddenly felt his eyes sting a bit.

After a moment of silence, he sniffed, saying in a deep voice, "The wind outside is a bit cold."

"Then go take a hot shower first," Ning Youguang suggested, "I’ll get the soup ready for you; you can drink it right after your shower."

"Okay." Shi Wangyue responded with a heavy nasal tone.

...

When he came out of the bathroom after a shower, he found that Ning Youguang not only had prepared the soup but also had cold medicine ready.

Standing in the small living room, she was holding a hairdryer, smiling softly at him, "Take the medicine first, and I’ll dry your hair."

Her gentle and beautiful smile was like a cloud floating in the clear sky.

The warm white light fell on her jade-like face, making her features appear even more gentle.

Her eyes were like the midnight sky, pure and clear black.

Shi Wangyue was captivated by her smile, yet he didn’t dare to look into her eyes.

He feared looking too long would make him feel even more heartache.

"So dramatic..." he inwardly mocked himself.

...

"Analysts are just like whores, showing how low this industry is. They utterly despise girls with poor family backgrounds, who have no boundaries and no self-respect!​​"

"Candy is right! Those companies put on a façade while being despicable behind the scenes. The women are slutty, and the men aren’t any better."

"What analysts? Let’s not even talk about not having a CFA; some people haven’t even taken any finance courses!"

"There are so many jaw-dropping phenomena in society now, clearly something shameful and behind the scenes, yet they act justified and rightful. Where’s the bottom line?"

"If they can’t outspin, they play dirty; none of them are decent."

"Many are like this, with no aspirations, willingly at heart to prostitute themselves."

"..."

In the early morning of the next day, as Shi Wangyue entered the company building, he heard a few fashionably dressed girls with delicate makeup chatting in the elevator.

Soon, the elevator reached the floor where "Star Investment Fund Company" was located.

He followed behind them as they exited, realizing that these harsh-tongued girls were his subordinates.

He walked into the company expressionlessly, and the first thing he did after entering the office was call Assistant Jin.

"Boss?" Assistant Jin, who had just arrived and was having breakfast, answered.

When he got the boss’s call, he was just halfway through his sandwich.

"Check the elevator surveillance from this morning, and fire all the female employees who came into the company with me," Shi Wangyue ordered.

"Okay..." Assistant Jin was extremely shocked and inwardly panicked.

He hadn’t seen such a cold and ruthless boss in a long time.

After hanging up, he quickly arranged for the boss’s orders to be executed, then got up and headed to Ze Wu’s office.

In terms of work ethic, the two bosses of "MM Investment Fund Company" were extremes.

As a boss, Shi Wangyue was excellent except for being a bit annoying, arriving early and leaving late every day, getting up earlier than a rooster, and sleeping later than a dog.

When in the United States before, he would stay at the company until after ten o’clock at night, causing his subordinates to work overtime every day.

Luckily, he had a conspicuous merit—unlike most capitalists who exploit employees spiritually and ignorantly.

He was generous enough.

He generously quadrupled his subordinates’ salaries.

In exchange for their enthusiasm to work overtime.

Ze Wu, on the other hand, was different. Although also the company’s boss, he loved slacking off more than the employees, arriving at the company one minute late whenever possible, never a second early.

Today, assistant Jin was surprised to find that when he barged into Ze Wu’s office in desperation, he was already sitting steadily at his desk.

Even more surprisingly, he wasn’t just physically present but was already handling his duties.

As soon as he pushed open the office door, he saw the HR manager happily introducing a fresh-faced girl to him: "Mr. Yun, this is Zhang Xuan, our company’s new employee."

As Shi Wangyue’s senior assistant, Jin was not responsible for HR matters.

And, at the moment, he wasn’t focused on any new arrivals at the company; he just hadn’t expected Ze Wu to be working at this time and froze momentarily in the doorway.

"Xiao Jin, come in and sit," Ze Wu said, splitting his attention from the HR manager’s introduction of the new employee to acknowledge the suddenly appearing Assistant Jin.

"Mr. Yun, sorry to interrupt." Assistant Jin was extremely anxious and couldn’t care less that Ze Wu was working.