Chapter 51 I Didn't Even Write About Miss Bao

The woman speaking was about one meter sixty-five centimeters tall, wearing a cropped short-sleeved T-shirt paired with a pure white ultra-mini skirt, leaving her slender waist and long, graceful legs fully exposed.

Her makeup was exquisite, and her wrists and neck were adorned with gleaming gold accessories, giving off a distinct socialite vibe.

The moment Wang Can saw her, his temples began to throb.

This was none other than "Dong Xinyi," the very person whose friend request he had decisively declined that day after singing "Wukong."

The two had been high school classmates for over a year before she transferred to study art, subsequently becoming a rare and elusive figure in the school.

The reason Wang Can considered her "bad luck" could be traced back to their ambiguous romance during their first year of high school.

Back then, the naive Wang Can thought he had met the love of his life, right until he accidentally caught a glimpse of Dong Xinyi's QQ account, which was completely filled with "fish" just like him.

Ever since then, Wang Can had intentionally distanced himself from this woman.

Yet Dong Xinyi persistently tried to flirt with him from time to time, sending cheesy messages like "I suddenly miss you so much" and "I can't live without you," occasionally accompanied by a few imagination-triggering "close-ups."

It wasn't until the second semester of their sophomore year, when Wang Can got together with his ex-girlfriend Shen Mengqing, that the very first thing Shen Mengqing did was completely delete this woman from his contact list.

"Boss, you two know each other?" Feng Yinan poked his head over curiously from behind.

This Dong Xinyi happened to be the new campus belle of their Department of Popular Music, and she had quite a few suitors.

Hearing the title "Boss," Dong Xinyi's eyebrows arched slightly.

"Yeah, just high school classmates," Wang Can explained briefly, then walked out of the room without looking back to find Qi Xia, who was waiting outside.

Dong Xinyi, left out in the cold, didn't get annoyed. She simply leaned against the door frame, gazing thoughtfully at Wang Can's retreating back.

Then she turned to Feng Yinan, "Brother Nan, why did my classmate come to our place?"

"He's starting a business in university, built a platform called Sprout Live, and wants to collaborate with the student club."

Feng Yinan didn't think there was anything to hide about this, especially since Dong Xinyi was also a member of the popular music group and would find out sooner or later.

"Starting a business?"

Dong Xinyi was slightly taken aback.

On the day of school registration, she had seen with her own eyes Wang Can step out of a Mercedes-Benz S-class sedan.

At the time, she was puzzled; she remembered Wang Can's family background was quite ordinary in high school, so how did he suddenly end up riding in a luxury car? She had assumed he was just catching a ride with someone else.

Later, when she saw Wang Can singing during military training, she had probed Qiao Huayang indirectly.

Although Qiao Huayang had been vague about it, that Mercedes-Benz S was definitely connected to Wang Can in some way.

Yet hearing the words "starting a business" from Feng Yinan's mouth today... this "fish" could be caught again.

At this thought, a sweet curve formed at the corner of her lips: "Brother Nan, what does live-streaming do? Can I join in too?"

......

As the night grew deeper, Wang Can and Xia Kewei finished their dinner and sat down in front of Xia Kewei's laptop.

Wang Can needed to design a promotional poster for Sprout Live while simultaneously conceiving a new version of the promotional flyer for "Big Big Fried Chicken."

Xia Kewei picked up a few documents casually, sinking lazily into the soft sofa. She propped up her legs, kicked off her slippers, her bare feet as white as snow.

"I've drafted the contracts for Alibaba and Jiang Yixue. Do you want to look them over?" She waved the documents in her hand, causing the paper to make a slight rustling sound.

"No need, I trust you."

Wang Can's gaze remained fixed on the screen, his fingers typing incessantly, "The signing with Alibaba is scheduled for tomorrow, right?"

"That's right, operations can officially launch the day after tomorrow."

Xia Kewei nodded, then shifted the topic, "However... do you want to reconsider this bet-on agreement you signed with Jiang Yixue?"

The agreement stipulated that if the Sprout Live project failed, Wang Can would be required to pay Jiang Yixue a fairly substantial remuneration.

Conversely, if Sprout Live achieved massive success, Jiang Yixue would receive a share of the dividends.

As a condition in exchange, all research achievements regarding recommendation algorithms made by Jiang Yixue during the cooperation period must be exclusively applied to the Sprout Live platform and kept under strict confidentiality.

"There's no other way."

Wang Can shrugged. "Talent in this field is scarce right now. Being able to find an expert this quickly has already saved a lot of time costs, so shedding a bit of blood doesn't matter."

"Is this recommendation algorithm really that crucial?"

"You'll see in the future."

Xia Kewei nodded thoughtfully and said no more.

As a supervisor, as long as it didn't cross any bottom lines, she wouldn't excessively interfere with specific matters.

After finishing the documents at hand, her gaze inadvertently swept across Wang Can's computer screen, and she froze instantly.

She saw Wang Can intently cropping the image of a young girl wearing a sexy JK uniform, placing her against a pure black background.

Next, he typed out a row of striking bright yellow characters reading "Eat Big Big Chick," and then reduced the font size to add an almost indistinguishable "en" right after it.

"What on earth are you doing?"

Xia Kewei's voice suddenly rose by eight octaves.

"Designing the new fried chicken promo cards," Wang Can replied with a matter-of-fact tone.

The room fell into an eerie silence.

Three seconds later, Xia Kewei kicked Wang Can away. "You are forbidden from touching my computer ever again!"

"I didn't write anything inappropriate, why are you getting so worked up?"

......

Early the next morning, Office 706 of the Entrepreneurship Center.

When employees like Hao Xuan and Lin Xinyue walked in and saw the brand-new computers on the desks, their eyes were filled with amazement.

"Oh my god! An i7-3930K processor, a GTX680 graphics card, 32GB of RAM with a 512GB solid-state drive..."

"I was still worrying last night that the office computers wouldn't be able to run the development environment, so I specially carried my laptop on my back."

"These office chairs aren't ordinary ones either; a single one easily costs eight hundred to a thousand yuan."

" Wow! There's even a snack cabinet here, and a coffee machine!"

This group of college students explored everywhere like they had discovered a new continent, letting out exclamations of pleasant surprise from time to time.

As they walked past the seventh-floor corridor, they had seen that the offices of many startup companies were old and crude, everywhere revealing the financial stringency and hardship of early-stage ventures.

But upon arriving at Sprout, it was a completely earth-shattering transformation.

A few minutes later, Wang Can walked in carrying a stack of documents.

He knocked on the door, and the crisp sound made the chattering discussion instantly quiet down.

"Everyone, find a seat and settle down first."

Wang Can glanced around the room, opening the resume sheets in his hands. "Based on your professional backgrounds and practical experience, we will tentatively assign team leaders."

"Zhang Yunfeng."

"Here!" A tall, upright young man in the back row stood up in response, his eyes beneath sword-like eyebrows burning with spirit.

Wang Can made a mark on the form and continued calling names, "Hao Xuan."

"Present."

Hao Xuan, sitting in the second row, immediately raised her hand, her eyes blinking behind her lenses.

Wang Can noticed that although this ponytail-wearing girl looked quiet, her resume contained quite a few part-time work experiences.

"The technical team will be in your hands."

Wang Can said, turning in another direction, "Jin Hao."

"Here!"

A round-faced boy smiled honestly and stood up, his chubby palm raised high.

"You'll lead the testing team."

These three all possessed practical experience in website building or online part-time jobs, giving them relatively stronger hands-on capabilities.

Wang Can quickly finished assigning the other positions and clapped his hands. "Now everyone, get familiar with the live-streaming framework prototype we've already built."

Hao Xuan hesitated for a moment before raising her hand. "Boss, can I ask who our technical advisor is?"

This question clearly touched upon what everyone was thinking, and several newcomers who were booting up their computers turned around.

Most people present were working for the first time, and when encountering problems, they all hoped to have an experienced teacher to guide them.

And even if the advisor fell short in certain professional fields, they could still leverage their personal networks to seek professional advice from other teachers who excelled in those areas.

Just as Wang Can was about to answer, a crisp sound of high heels echoed in the corridor, drawing closer and closer.

A mysterious smile curled the corners of his lips: "You'll get to meet her right now."