I Heard I’m a Scummy Alpha? [Transmigration] - Chapter 66

Two interns came to tell Qi Yunwei they wanted to leave.

Qi Yunwei didn’t get angry. Instead, she asked gently why they had suddenly changed their minds. The two then explained what had happened with Wu Baizhi and Zhou Tang offending Zhao Liufang, a professor at Guangnan University.

“If Zhao Liufang finds out we’re interning with Wu Baizhi and Zhou Tang but never tipped him off, he definitely won’t let us graduate smoothly. Even you, Boss Qi, might end up targeted.”

Qi Yunwei could see they were truly nervous. As they spoke, their eyes darted everywhere, as if afraid Zhao Liufang might jump out from some corner.

She asked, “It’s already almost October. Most companies have long filled their internship slots. Are you sure you’ll find another placement if you leave now?”

The only reason they’d landed at Yunmengze was because the company had formed late and still had openings. Other firms weren’t nearly as accommodating.

The two interns exchanged glances. The bespectacled one mumbled, “But Zhao Liufang.”

“As long as we protect your information, Zhao Liufang won’t know. Unless, of course, you march up to him yourselves and tell him Wu Baizhi is here. Would you do that?”

“Of course not!”

“How could we betray our classmates?”

They spoke with sudden conviction.

Everyone knew Zhao Liufang’s behavior was despicable, but with his resources and authority, students had no way to fight back. All they could do was watch as Wu Baizhi and Zhou Tang were targeted. But betraying classmates? That they would never do.

Qi Yunwei nodded, reassured by their integrity. “I’m confident that within a year, I’ll grow Yunmengze into a company Zhao Liufang won’t be able to shake. Why don’t you think it over again before making your decision?”

The bespectacled intern and the buzz-cut intern hesitated, then nodded.

They were Guangnan University’s top students. If not for failing to find internships nearby, they wouldn’t have come to Yunmengze in the first place. Leaving now would mean moving to another city, which would be far more troublesome.

So, they decided to wait one day, see whether Yunmengze showed real potential, and give Qi Yunwei their answer tomorrow.

Qi Yunwei assigned them desks, then brought the group back to the fifth floor. In Du Yifan’s office, she gave the five of them a brief orientation and training.

After hearing the company’s ambitious plans, they all felt Qi Yunwei’s words bordered on fantasy.

Even Du Yifan, who practically worshipped her, found them hard to believe.

One programmer in a white shirt said, “Boss, when you talk about developing 3D games, I can still believe it. That’s a mature technology here. As long as the game is creative, it’ll definitely sell. But this full-immersion holographic game—something that both entertains and trains the brain and body—that’s a bit much, isn’t it? As far as I know, not even the most advanced countries can do that yet.”

The others nodded. Only Du Yifan kept quiet, saving face for Qi Yunwei.

“Boss, I’ve known you long enough to say this: you’d never make claims without confidence. In terms of holographic technology, have you already made some kind of breakthrough?” Du Yifan asked cautiously.

Qi Yunwei smiled and nodded. “You really do know me. Yes, the technology I’ve developed is essentially complete. What the company needs from you isn’t to overcome impossible barriers, but to study, adapt, and apply it. No matter what difficulties arise, I’ll be the one to handle them. I guarantee you, holographic gaming is no fantasy. And those of you who join this project will one day become leaders of the industry and pioneers of technology. When that time comes, no one in this field will be able to shut you out.”

Her tone and expression carried unshakable confidence. The five in front of her felt their blood stir, unable to suppress the excitement that rose on their faces.

The buzz-cut intern asked, “Boss, how long will it take?”

“One year,” Qi Yunwei replied.

If Yunmengze truly produced the world’s first holographic game within a year, their university would rush to hand them their diplomas and degrees. No matter what Zhao Liufang thought, he’d be powerless.

The bespectacled intern whispered to his companion, “I want to stay.”

The promise Qi Yunwei offered was simply too great.

The two interns didn’t need a full day to think. Right after Qi Yunwei’s speech, they went to her directly and declared they wanted to stay and learn from her.

“Good,” Qi Yunwei said. “This afternoon, my wife will be coming by. We’ll have a company lunch together and get to know one another.”

Everyone was startled. The boss already had a wife at such a young age?

Liu Xie had originally arranged to meet Qi Yunwei at eleven, but when she mentioned Yan Zui would arrive around noon, she suggested moving the meeting to twelve so they could eat together.

The moment Liu Xie heard Yan Zui would be there, he readily agreed.

The new hires assumed a company lunch meant ordering takeout. So at twelve sharp, they headed to the designated location—the large conference room on the third floor—and waited for delivery.

But then, Qi Yunwei sent a message in the new company group chat, asking a few of them to come up to the fifth floor and carry dishes.

“Carry dishes upstairs? Did the boss type that wrong? Downstairs, maybe, but upstairs? What, is the delivery guy dropping them from the sky?”

Having already met Xiao Jiu yesterday, Zhou Tang and Wu Baizhi stood up first. “Come on,” Zhou Tang said. “You probably haven’t met Xiao Jiu yet.”

The six of them went up together. Zhou Tang knocked, and they entered Qi Yunwei’s office. She was in the middle of messaging Yan Zui, asking if she was off work yet. Looking up, she smiled. “The first batch of dishes is ready. Zhou Tang, Baizhi, show them where to pick them up.”

The group shuffled into the small side room. When they came back out, their faces carried expressions of shock—Did I just see that? Am I dreaming?

Meanwhile, Du Yifan had just finished conducting a round of online interviews with programmers—none met the bar. But he had found three qualified illustrators.

Since the company required full-time artists, not freelancers, the high commission rates weren’t enough to offset the low base salary and the uncertainty of a new studio. Two dropped out immediately, leaving only one who said she’d visit the office before deciding.

After wrapping up, Du Yifan went to report to Qi Yunwei, only to bump into the group carrying trays of food.

“You guys even brought the takeout upstairs for the boss to see?”

Were new hires always this eager to curry favor? For the first time, Du Yifan felt a twinge of crisis.

The group shook their heads. “No.”

Zhou Tang explained, “These were cooked by Xiao Jiu. Go see for yourself, Du-ge.”

So Du Yifan went in—and promptly went through the same shock the newcomers had.

By the time the food was set in the third-floor conference room, Liu Xie and Yan Zui had arrived together.

They’d run into each other downstairs. Before going abroad, Liu Xie had attended banquets with his family and seen Yan Zui there.

He’d been nineteen then. That very night, after seeing Yan Zui, he wrote two songs that later helped him get into a music conservatory overseas.

Since then, he had always regarded Yan Zui as his muse. So when he saw her again, he immediately stepped forward, flushed with excitement. “Hello, President Yan.”

Yan Zui stopped and looked at him. The face was unfamiliar.

Blushing, he introduced himself. “President Yan, I’m Liu Xie.”

Realization dawned. “You’re here to meet with Qi Yunwei?”

Without waiting for a reply, Yan Zui walked into Yunmengze’s doors. Liu Xie hurried after her, still too flustered to cool the heat in his face. “Yes. I’m very grateful to Miss Qi for saving my parents.”

They chatted casually as they rode the elevator to the third floor.

At the front desk, the receptionist stared, stunned, at the sight of the boss’s wife being followed closely by a blushing Alpha man.

Was this mistress bold enough to show up at the company itself?

She wavered, torn between going to lunch and staying to watch what promised to be a spectacular showdown between wife and mistress.

Qi Yunwei had messaged Yan Zui earlier but hadn’t received a reply. She guessed Yan Zui must be close by. Sure enough, a knock soon came at her office door.

“Come in,” she called.

The door opened. Seeing Yan Zui walk in, Qi Yunwei immediately lit up with a smile. “Finally, you’re here.”

Her smile was infectious. Yan Zui’s lips curved faintly in return. “Zhou Xiao took the car to run an errand, so I walked over. That’s why I’m a little late.”

Just outside, Liu Xie finished sending a message. Walking in a beat behind, he caught the familiar ease and subtle intimacy in their exchange. A strange feeling stirred in him. Once, he too had dreamed of a romantic connection with his muse. But before graduation, she already had an Alpha by her side.

Still, remembering Qi Yunwei had saved his parents, he thought to himself: at least President Yan had chosen wisely. Most Alphas wouldn’t be worthy of her.

Meeting Qi Yunwei for the first time, Liu Xie found her ordinary. Not unattractive, but not stunning either. Nothing that took his breath away at first sight.

Yet, the longer he looked, the more her features seemed to grow on him.

Stepping forward, he extended his hand politely. “Miss Qi, hello. I’m Liu Xie.”

Qi Yunwei shook his hand with a smile. “I’ve heard much about you. You two met downstairs, right? Perfect, no need to wait. Let’s head to the third floor for lunch.”

Normally, an Alpha might scowl at the sight of another Alpha hovering around their Omega. But Qi Yunwei’s face showed no jealousy, only warmth.

This impressed Liu Xie.

The three of them entered the elevator together. Qi Yunwei leaned toward Yan Zui and asked softly, “Busy this morning?”

“Not too bad,” Yan Zui replied.

“I’ll drive you back after lunch,” Qi Yunwei said.

As she spoke, she noticed Yan Zui’s long hair was slightly mussed. Raising her hand, she gently combed through it with her fingers, tucking the strands neatly behind her ear.

The simple gesture quickened Yan Zui’s heartbeat. She forgot what she had meant to say.

Watching Yan Zui’s shy expression, inspiration began to stir in Liu Xie’s mind.

Her cheeks flushed, her eyes shimmered, and her long lashes quivered delicately as they lowered.

Yes—Yan Zui in love was even more breathtaking.

This afternoon, he decided, he would go back and compose immediately.