Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce

Chapter 796 - 302: Escaping from Yang Mi, Going to Seek the Heavenly Immortal_2

Upon hearing the headquarters’ support, Qian Zhi instantly felt relieved and delighted. With money, who wouldn’t be able to spend? A moment ago, he hesitated because he was considering the company’s insufficient funds.The personnel costs for a big internet company are not a small number and can easily run into billions.

After the call ended, Yang Mi came down holding the child.

She asked from the stairs who had called.

Sun Dasheng picked the key points and told her.

Who knew she would indignantly say, "They poach your people, you should poach theirs too!"

Hmm... Don’t say, really don’t.

This actually might be doable.

However, it’s not because of a single company like Onion; the other subsidiary companies actually also need quite a few programmers.

After all, nowadays, no matter the business, they rely on the internet.

The demand for programmers isn’t as high as in previous years, but it is still the hottest major in the country, and graduates in this field find it the easiest to get jobs, seemingly the top choice.

Other majors are now relatively difficult for job hunting.

Moreover, the number of graduates increases every year.

To see a decrease in the number of graduates, it might have to wait until the 90s and 00s kids go to university.

By that time, university enrollment numbers in the country will probably keep decreasing.

Seeing her suggestion adopted, Yang Mi was quite delighted.

The child in her arms was constantly wriggling and reaching out.

She playfully scolded the little heartless one, then said to Sun Dasheng, "Your son wants you to hold him."

Hearing this, Sun Dasheng laughed and took the little guy into his arms, who laughed happily after being teased for a bit.

"Even though I carried him for ten months and gave birth, I didn’t expect he would be closest to you as his dad." Yang Mi’s words seemed to harbor complaints, but they actually praised their son’s discerning eye, knowing who his big support would be.

Though he had said their future children would be treated equally.

But in the end, favoritism is inevitable; the most pampered one naturally gets the best and most of the cake.

It’s not really favoritism.

It’s because human emotions rely on bonds and affinity.

Whether it’s strangers, lovers, or relatives, that’s just how it is.

Some relatives are like lifelong enemies, and some seem to be past-life benefactors.

After teasing the child for a while at home.

Yang Mi suddenly said, "Recently, several women in my circle have continuously hinted about wanting to come over as guests; what do you think?"

Sun Dasheng, holding the child, asked, "Are you asking me?"

"Who else would I ask, you are the head of this household, the master of the house. Without your consent, how could I dare to bring them home?"

Yang Mi’s flattering words seemed endless.

Sun Dasheng looked at her suspiciously, "You’re not playing that old game of hanging out with whoever’s popular, are you?"

This sentence seemed to touch a sore spot for Yang Mi, and she angrily protested, "Who did you hear that from? Those are all false rumors, slander, personal attacks. I’m not that kind of person."

"Oh, I saw it online." Sun Dasheng casually said.

Yang Mi immediately countered, "Most of the things spread online are rumors, don’t believe them."

Although Sun Dasheng really wanted to believe her, reality was right there; hanging out with whoever’s popular wasn’t something fabricated about her, but this matter truly depended on perspective.

It’s what’s called judging based on your stance.

In the past, he was just an onlooker, finding amusement in it.

Now he’s on the involved side, naturally finding it acceptable. If they don’t hang out with the popular ones, then who, the unpopular ones?

Well, this was Sun Dasheng’s double standard.

But, people.

In essence, are double-standard creatures.

Hence why the ancient saying of prioritizing people over principles has been passed down for a millennium.

Why has this saying endured for a thousand years, isn’t it because it’s difficult to achieve?

In fact, most people prioritize kinship over principles.

"I just thought of mentioning it, didn’t mean to blame you." Sun Dasheng thought her reaction was too intense.

Yang Mi also realized there was no malice in his words, it was just a slip of the tongue.

So she proactively apologized, "I was indeed too agitated just now, but I’ve been slandered for so long, it’s become a reflex to such accusations."

"Understood. By the way, if any of your good friends want to visit, just bring them over, just give me a heads-up beforehand so I can avoid them." Sun Dasheng teased while playing with the child.

"Ah? Oh! Okay." Yang Mi had long wanted to show off her grand mansion to the sisters in her circle.

It was just that she wasn’t sure of Sun Dasheng’s attitude, so she dared not make this request.

Now finally she could properly flaunt in front of her sisters.

Hehe... feeling quite pleased inside.

Thinking of this, her face inadvertently showed affection, looking at the child who fell asleep in Sun Dasheng’s arms, she softly said, "Put the child in bed to sleep."

Sun Dasheng looked up and saw her coyly affectionate face, making him jump, "What’s wrong with you?"

"Do you have a fever?" he said, reaching out to touch her forehead.

It was indeed a bit warm.

"It’s a fever, but that kind of fever." Yang Mi bit her lip, giving him a flirtatious look.

Sun Dasheng immediately understood what she meant, smacking away her outstretched hand, "Didn’t you say we would later tonight? What’s with the mood right now?"

"Aiya, I just want to, are you giving or not?" Yang Mi said, taking him back upstairs without resistance.

Soon after reaching the second floor, loud noises resonated.

This place wasn’t livable anymore.

Sun Dasheng took the first opportunity to sneak away.

It wasn’t that his body couldn’t handle it, but who spends all their time on such things and neglects serious matters?

Perhaps it was because she just had a baby and pent up for ten months, so her demands were quite high for a while?

Sun Dasheng gave her an excuse and then slipped away.

It’s better to find the gentle and kind Heavenly Immortal.

Coincidentally, she sent a WeChat message saying she was in Shanghai City for an event and would stay a few days at the old house on the Bund.

When Sun Dasheng drove over, he just happened to meet her at the door.

"Why are you alone, where are those staff members of yours?"

Despite her being heavily disguised, Sun Dasheng recognized her at once.

Seeing it was Sun Dasheng, Liu Yifei finally let her guard down, walking over to take off her mask, revealing her beautiful face: "I thought it was some paparazzi following me."

"How dare you call me paparazzi." Sun Dasheng lightly tapped her on the forehead.

"I’m asking you, why come here alone, aren’t you afraid something might happen on the road? Just like the paparazzi you were worried about." Sun Dasheng asked.

"Let’s go inside first, then we can talk." Heavenly Immortal said cautiously, looking around.

Although there weren’t many people, this was a famous spot, no telling when some idle folks might come by.

"Alright, let’s go inside."

Sun Dasheng followed her in.

After changing shoes, they sat on the sofa, and just as Liu Yifei was about to say something, someone pulled her into a hug.

What followed was a search up and down.

After the storm passed.

The Heavenly Immortal looked at him with some resentment: "What was the rush? I haven’t even removed my makeup; you must have eaten all my face’s makeup, right?"

Saying this, she seemed a bit gloating.

Sun Dasheng licked his lips, "Sweet."

"Phew!" Seeing his shamelessness, the Heavenly Immortal looked at him with disdain.

Then she got up and walked to the bathroom: "I’m going to shower; don’t follow me in."

"Why? I’m all sweaty too, I’d like to wash up." Sun Dasheng wasn’t about to miss this chance, trailing behind.

Liu Yifei paused, turned around, glaring at him: "Don’t do that, I’m not used to it."

Seeing she was truly unwilling, Sun Dasheng didn’t insist: "Alright then, there are plenty of bathrooms here, I’ll go to another one."

Noticing she was still unmoving, Sun Dasheng had to swear: "Rest assured, I definitely won’t follow you in; if I do, let all the bad people be gone."

"Pfft, listen to yourself, what are you saying?" Liu Yifei was at a loss with him.