Song Shiyan's eyes were full of laughter as he looked down at Alarin, but the smile in his eyes was unfathomable. "Do you want to experience what it's like to have your head explode and your body riddled with holes?"

Alarin trembled slightly. He dared not look up or speak. Sensing the change in his boss's emotions, his face instantly turned pale.

He then felt a tremendous force kicking into his stomach.

Song Shiyan sat on the sofa with his legs apart, looking calmly at Alarin lying on the ground. He played with a wine glass filled with red wine, slightly curled his lips, and smashed the glass straight at Alarin's face.

"Get out of here and learn the rules properly."

The man's cold voice rang in his ears. Alarin dared not say anything more, his face pale and covered in wine stains, but he did not bother to wipe them off.

Not long after Song Shiyan finished speaking, someone took Alarin away.

Arallin forgot that his boss hated it when someone made decisions for him. He thought his boss was in a good mood today, but he didn't expect that it would hasten his death.

Arallin was taken away, and the person next to him naturally took his place.

Alar brought out another wine glass, took out a bottle of the boss's favorite red wine from the wine cabinet, and filled it for him.

Someone immediately came over and cleaned up the wine stains on the ground. Alar handed over the wine glass, "Boss, here's your wine."

Song Shiyan took the red wine, swirled it slightly, and the wine in the glass shimmered under the light.

"Indeed, red is the most exquisite color in the world."

Alar stood to the side with his head down, unsure whether the boss was referring to the red wine in the glass or to Su Ran, who was wearing a red dress and was incredibly beautiful.

...

On the other side, Su Ran and the others were led away from the main entrance by Alarin, and what they saw inside the company was just like that.

Su Ran watched as the elevator descended floor by floor. When they got out of the elevator, they were originally on the 21st floor.

I thought of the small door I first entered through.

No wonder it took so long to walk there.

Soaring straight up ninety thousand miles.

A hierarchical progression from level 1 to level 21.

Su Ran looked back at the tall buildings behind her. She could have gone through the main entrance, but she ended up taking such a long detour.

Seeing that the person had been seen off, Alalin was about to turn and leave when he saw the woman turn back, sunlight shining on her face, her red dress swaying slightly in the breeze.

She was incredibly beautiful.

Alarin looked away and turned to enter the elevator.

After leaving the building, the group waited for their car outside. The wait wasn't too long. Su Ran put her hand on the car door handle and, as if sensing something, looked back up. In her dazed state, she seemed to see a figure.

Su Ran's sixth sense told her that it was Song Shiyan.

A gentle breeze lifted Su Ran's skirt, her diamond-encrusted off-white high heels sparkled, and her fair, jade-like legs seemed to glow.

Originally wearing only a spaghetti strap dress, Su Qingjiu, worried about the scorching sun and the possibility of tanning Su Ran's fair skin, took off his own suit jacket and draped it over the young lady.

Su Qingjiu stood to the side, holding a parasol. The two touched arms, and Song Shiyan's gaze was deep.

Because of the distance, Su Ran couldn't see anything clearly, and the sun was quite dazzling. The light reflected off the glass window made her eyes sting.

Without looking much, Su Qingjiu lowered her eyes and turned back. Su Ran opened the car door and got in.

She sat in the car to relax, feeling a bit uncomfortable from the sunlight hitting her eyes and a slight dizziness. The car started moving, making her feel even more lightheaded and her stomach a little upset.

Su Qingjiu sat to the side, took out a cup of brewed honey grapefruit tea from the car's small refrigerator, and handed it to her, saying, "Miss, a little will make you feel better."

Su Ran sipped her honey grapefruit tea, and the discomfort in her stomach subsided. The car drove along the road, and Su Ran didn't want to have too much contact with Song Shiyan.

Song Shiyan's face could be described as stunningly beautiful, but he was dangerous, both dangerous and mysterious.

Moreover, this man is hiding too many things.

Not wanting to be friends with him nor wanting to become enemies, Su Ran lowered her head and drank her honey grapefruit tea. She didn't know what kind of person Song Shiyan really was.

After putting down the cup, Su Ran leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and tried to put all her thoughts out of her mind, since at present her relationship with him was just a simple business transaction.

Back at the manor.

Venus had received the message and was already waiting at the door.

Venus took the bag from her boss and the suit jacket draped over his shoulders. Su Ran took off her sunglasses and handed them to John before stepping into the mansion, with Venus respectfully following behind.

After putting down the items she had received, Su Ran was already sitting on the sofa. Venus then brought over a pair of flat slippers, approached Su Ran, knelt down on one knee, and took off her high heels, putting on the comfortable flat slippers instead.

Su Ran relaxed her body. She was quite familiar with this, since Su Yi had done the same thing before. She often forgot to change her shoes, and Su Yi would always notice and personally come over to take off her high heels and put on a pair of slippers.

Enjoying Venus's services, Su Qingjiu sat to the side, her fingers operating the computer.

Then his voice rang out, "Miss, Su Bufan originally acquired several companies, as well as some hotels and entertainment venues in the United States."

Su Ran lay down in a comfortable position, and Venus massaged her as well. After all, with such a high salary, it would be a shame not to do something.

Su Ran didn't reply, enjoying Venus's massage.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, "You can handle the business in the US, just be careful with your hands."

Su Qingjiu nodded, and Su Ran didn't say anything more. They were new to the United States, so they had to be careful in some places.

This isn't the peaceful and harmonious land of China. Here, if anything makes you unhappy, it's immediately pacified with nuclear weapons.

Su Qingjiu understood what the young lady meant and was handling her work in the United States.

Su Ran closed her eyes and enjoyed Venus's massage, feeling somewhat drowsy.

...

When she woke up, Su Qingjiu was still working beside her, and even her movements were exactly the same as before she went to sleep.

Seeing this, Venus approached, put down her master's favorite coffee, and stood quietly to the side.

Su Ran sat up, took a sip of the black coffee Venus had prepared, and the bitterness lingered on her tongue.

"Master, it's already 6:40 PM. Would you like to have a meal?" Venus's voice rang in my ears.

Su Ran put down her coffee, looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at dusk, and then nodded.

She walked towards the restaurant, took her seat, and Venus served her the meal.

Su Ran didn't have a big appetite, so her meal was short. After dinner, she left the restaurant.

The trees outside the window swayed slightly. Su Ran silently walked to the French windows and looked up at the scenery outside.

The surroundings were eerily quiet; it was a rare sight to see the bright lights and bustling crowds of places like those in China.

Instead, there was a deathly silence, devoid of any life.

Su Ran leaned against the window, her eyes slightly cool. Venus approached, "Is something on your mind, Master?"