{Chapter: 22 The plan will be initiated ahead of time!}
"Alright then, you'll be the boss of this cake shop moving forward. By the way, your shop doesn't have a name yet, so why don't you pick one?" Lin Yuan said casually.
"How about… Hope Cake Shop?" Qiu Wanxi paused for a moment, then spoke.
"Hope Cake Shop," she repeated internally, her thoughts filled with a quiet yearning. I hope I'll see Master Lin every day. I hope he remains happy forever and lives just as he wishes. I want to meet his expectations and make this cake shop a success, earning money for him…
As she named the shop, her heart swelled with optimism about the future.
[Ding! Counterattack points +50!] The system sent a reward notification.
Lin Yuan smiled, sensing the affection in Qiu Wanxi's gesture. "Hope Cake Shop is a beautiful name," he said warmly.
"Xiao He and Xiao Lian, she'll be your new store manager from now on."
He addressed the two young, pretty girls standing by.
"Yes, young master!" Xiao He and Xiao Lian nodded obediently.
Turning toward Qiu Wanxi, they both bowed and greeted her, "Hello, store manager."
"Uh… hello…" Qiu Wanxi greeted back, a little flustered.
"Don't be nervous," Lin Yuan reassured her with a smile. "Xiao He and Xiao Lian are both very capable and reliable. You've got this."
"Hmm!" Qiu Wanxi nodded seriously, now more determined than ever.
With his part done, Lin Yuan took his leave.
Xiao He and Xiao Lian were not only capable but also supportive, and Lin Yuan had faith that Qiu Wanxi could manage the shop well. He recalled from the original novel that Qiu Wanxi had once opened a cake shop, which turned into a highly successful business. Her story was one of transformation, where her efforts combined with a solid plan and some timely help propelled her from humble beginnings to an empire that would span the nation with the biggest cake restaurant chain in the world..
In the early 2010s, ambition paired with a little help from the upper echelons could turn even the simplest ideas into vast fortunes. Lin Yuan recognized that Qiu Wanxi had that potential in her.
After all, if things didn't go according to plan, it wasn't much of a loss for him—just a few million yuan, a mere drop in the bucket for someone with billions in the bank. On top of that, Qiu Wanxi had already earned him more than 1,000 counterattack points, which could be converted into over a billion yuan.
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Although Lin Yuan wasn't concerned, Qiu Wanxi was deeply aware of the opportunity she had been given. In the area surrounding the China World Trade Centre, she knew how difficult it was to purchase a shop like this. Yet Lin Yuan had not only given it to her but trusted her to manage it. She felt honored and determined.
"Come on! I'll work hard! I must make Hope Cake Shop famous! I want to make money for Master Lin! I want to help him, just like he's helped me!" Qiu Wanxi's eyes sparked with unrelenting passion, and she was filled with a renewed sense of purpose.
Meanwhile, Xiao He and Xiao Lian exchanged whispers nearby.
"Look at our store manager," Xiao He remarked. "She's glowing with ambition. She's got such a strong willpower. Seems like she's got a thing for the young master."
Xiao Lian chuckled. "What nonsense! Of course, she does. Who wouldn't? The young master is rich and handsome. Honestly, I envy the store manager. If only I could have a relationship with him."
Xiao He rolled her eyes. "Stop dreaming. You're lucky enough just to be able to exchange a few words with someone like him."
"Who wouldn't like such an outstanding man?" Xiao Lian added with a sigh.
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As Lin Yuan stepped out of the cake shop, he noticed his phone ringing. It was his bodyguard, Long Er.
"Young Master! We've detected that Ye Feng, the one you mentioned, has boarded the plane! He's likely arriving in Jiangbei City tomorrow!" Long Er reported.
"Got it. Keep monitoring his movements," Lin Yuan replied without hesitation.
Since the moment Lin Yuan had crossed paths with Ye Feng, he had been on high alert. He instructed his subordinates to keep an eye on anyone named Ye Feng flying into Jiangbei. Though it was a clear invasion of privacy, it didn't matter to him. His backing was the massive Lin Group, and the resources at his disposal could cover such things with ease.
"Today's arrival is a day earlier than what was written in the original novel," Lin Yuan reflected quietly.
Shen Lan: [This indicates that the host is already altering the world's timeline, changing the course of events. Ye Feng's early return is a direct result of your actions.]
Lin Yuan: "So this is a good thing, right? Otherwise, if everything played out as before, Ye Feng would ruin my family again, and I'd be left with nothing."
Shen Lan: [Yes, host! Your actions are beginning to reshape the narrative and threaten Ye Feng, leading to a shift in the timeline.]
Lin Yuan: "In that case, we'll initiate the plan ahead of schedule."
With that, Lin Yuan stepped on the accelerator of his Lamborghini, his eyes gleaming with determination as he sped toward his next destination.
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In Jiangbei City's Xiling District.
Inside Zunhuang KTV, a group of people were gathered in the best VIP box. The atmosphere was lively, with people laughing and singing.
Wang Ergou, surrounded by two heavily made-up women, was indulging in his pleasures, his hands exploring the women's bodies with a satisfied grin.
"Brother Gou! Brother Gou!" A subordinate called out urgently.
"What is it?" Wang Ergou snapped, irritated by the interruption.
"I saw a luxury car parked in the lot! Guess what kind of car? A Lamborghini!" the underling exclaimed with excitement.
"A Lamborghini? Sounds like a rich guy. But so what? Doesn't matter how rich he is. He's probably just here to pay us some money. Hahaha!" Wang Ergou laughed, shaking his head in amusement.
"Brother Gou, you're the best!" His underling flattered him.
"Let's see if he's a cash cow. Keep an eye on him and let me know if he's one," Wang Ergou said, his grin widening.
"Got it, Brother Gou," the underling replied.
After finishing his conversation with the women, Wang Ergou stumbled toward the public bathroom, clearly intoxicated.
"Who the hell is occupying my toilet? Come out and show yourself!" he shouted, banging on the bathroom door.
Suddenly, a cold chill ran down his spine as he felt something sharp and small press against his waist. A voice, calm and indifferent, spoke right next to his ear.
"Don't move."
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