Chapter 222 You Are the Boss

An Yimo remained silent. In truth, there was something she hadn't dared to say: her parents had only one requirement for her marriage, which was to find a wealthy man who could support their entire family.

Ye Bufan sighed, pulled out a stack of hundred-yuan bills, and said, "It looks like you're not doing too well right now. Take this money for now."

An Yimo pushed the money back, saying firmly, "No, I can't take your money. I've already troubled you enough today."

Ye Bufan said, "I know you're really short on money right now. Just take it for now; consider it a loan, and you can pay me back when you get your salary."

He could tell she was a woman with strong self-esteem; otherwise, she wouldn't have kept her unemployment a secret from Qin Chuchu for several months, which was why he framed it as a loan.

"That's not necessary. Once I find a job, I can just get a salary advance."

Ye Bufan said, "Alright then. If you need anything, just tell me and Chu Chu. We're all friends, so please don't be shy."

An Yimo nodded slightly, her eyes full of gratitude.

She greatly envied Qin Chuchu for finding such a good man, but it was merely envy, without any other emotions. She believed her Piano Prince wouldn't be bad either.

The two arrived at Chengzhong Village and stood before the house An Yimo rented.

Ye Bufan frowned. This house was even worse than the one Ouyang Lan used to live in. Not only did it look dilapidated, but it was also in a corner, seemingly never seeing sunlight.

It was hard to imagine that An Yimo, an Advanced white-collar worker with looks, ability, and talent, would live in such a poor place.

It was clear that most of her previous income went to her family, leaving only a small portion for herself.

For work, her clothes still looked presentable, but her living conditions had deteriorated to the extreme.

He said, "Don't you think this is too hard on yourself?"

"It's fine. It's just a place to sleep, and too big wouldn't be useful anyway." An Yimo gave an awkward smile. "My family's conditions are too poor, so I won't invite you in. Thank you so much."

After speaking, she waved to Ye Bufan, pulled out her keys, and walked towards the room.

Ye Bufan was about to turn and leave, but just then, a figure flashed from the side, blocking An Yimo and saying, "How long have you owed rent? And you still have the nerve to live here? If you don't pay today, you can sleep on the street, you hear me?!"

This was a middle-aged woman in her forties, tall and robust, with a fierce, fleshy face, showing no trace of a woman.

An Yimo said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, big sister, can you give me a few more days? I'll pay all the back rent once I find a job."

The fierce woman yelled, "No! You have to pay today, or you can get out!"

"This…"

An Yimo looked troubled. She truly had no money left, only a few dozen yuan on her, which was nowhere near enough for rent.

Ye Bufan said, "Tell me, how much? I'll pay you now."

The fierce woman said, "1000 yuan, not a single cent less."

Ye Bufan pulled out ten large bills and handed them over.

The fierce woman took the money and counted it carefully, then looked at the stack of bills remaining in Ye Bufan's hand and said, "This is only for this month's rent. What about next month's?"

"We'll talk about next month later."

Ye Bufan had already decided to make An Yimo his top choice for Longteng Pharmaceutical's general manager, so he naturally wouldn't let her continue living there, which was why he didn't pay extra rent.

The tough woman glanced at the range rover parked nearby, pouted, and said, "Stingy! You're so unwilling to spend money on women."

With that, she waddled away. An Yimo lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I made you misunderstood. Don't worry, I'll pay you back very soon."

Ye Bufan shoved the remaining bills into her bag and said, "Let's round it up for easier accounting."

An Yimo naturally understood his meaning and lowered her head again, saying, "Thank you!"

"Alright, go back and rest quickly. Remember to come for an interview at Longteng Pharmaceutical tomorrow."

Ye Bufan finished speaking, got into his car, and left. An Yimo stared blankly at his retreating figure.

Did she really have to go for the interview tomorrow? But she had thoroughly offended Luo Feng and others today, so going would surely yield no results.

Ye Bufan drove back to Yunding Mountain Villa. As soon as he entered the house, his phone rang in his pocket. It was Gu Qingcheng calling.

"Xiao Fan, the paperwork for Longteng Pharmaceutical has been completed. It's now transferred to your name. From now on, you're the boss."

Ye Bufan said in surprise, "That fast?"

He truly hadn't expected Gu Qingcheng's efficiency to be so high.

Gu Qingcheng said, "I have urgent matters in the provincial capital that need my attention, so I had to be quick. Remember to come to the Longteng Pharmaceutical building at 9 AM tomorrow for the handover. I'll leave after I hand the company over to you."

"Alright, I understand. I'll definitely be there tomorrow."

The two chatted for a while longer, then hung up the phone.

The next morning, An Yimo hesitated after waking up, but ultimately decided to try her luck at Longteng Pharmaceutical, as she truly had no other options right now.

She pulled out her last packet of instant noodles from under the bed, ate it, and then rushed to the Longteng Group building.

Upon reaching the entrance, she found Zhao Meng already standing there, dressed in a security uniform and holding a rubber baton.

However, his face was still bruised and swollen from the beating last night, making him look somewhat comical.

Zhao Meng, following Luo Feng's instructions, had been guarding the place early. Seeing An Yimo, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward with his rubber baton, saying, "What are you still doing here?"

"I've already received notice from the group. I'm here for an interview today."

Zhao Meng originally wanted to sneer, but the twitching of his facial muscles touched last night's injury, causing him to wince in pain.

He bared his teeth and yelled, "Don't you have a brain? You provoked Manager Luo last night, and you still dare to come for an interview today? Get lost! This isn't where you belong."

An Yimo's face darkened as she said, "I've already received notice from the group. What right do you have to stop me?"

Zhao Meng yelled, "What right? Because I'm the security captain here, and because you offended Feng Ge."

An Yimo angrily retorted, "You're being unreasonable! Since I received a notice, you should let me go for the interview."

"You want reason, do you? Then I'll give you a reason."

Just then, Luo Feng walked over with a cold sneer, mockingly saying, "I'm the general manager here. I'm interviewing you now, and I already have a result: you're unqualified. Go home."

"You haven't asked anything, and you haven't assessed anything. How can you say I'm unqualified? You need to give me a reason."

"Why? Don't you have a clue?"

Luo Feng sneered, "But since you asked, I'll give you a reason.

Your conduct is problematic; you have an improper relationship with a social hooligan. As the general manager of the group, I have every reason to reject you."

An Yimo angrily retorted, "You're slandering me! When did I ever have a relationship with a social hooligan?"

Luo Feng yelled, "Still trying to deny it, huh? Don't you know what kind of person Ye Bufan is?"

"I really don't know, Manager Luo. Then why don't you tell me, what kind of person am I?"

As soon as his voice fell, Ye Bufan stepped forward.