Chapter 14: He’s Not Into Me, Yet He Wants to Send Me “Toys”
Hearing Fu Yue say there was a problem with the racing cars, Ji Linyue frowned.
“What problem? Tell me.”
He crossed his arms, looking at Fu Yue in the car with a scrutinizing gaze.
The original owner loved cars and had spent a lot of money on them, making him a veteran player. That was why Fu Yue dared to use this plot point to “advance” the pair without going out of character.
Seeing Ji Linyue sit in the passenger seat to take a closer look, Fu Yue connected his laptop to the onboard computer.
Soon, a series of code appeared on the screen.
“I didn’t touch your core program,” Fu Yue demonstrated, his finger pointing to a specific logic module on the screen.
“Look here. The logic in the ECU for dynamic compensation of turbo pressure and fuel injection. It’s fine under normal circumstances, but there’s a risk of a threshold overflow…”
Under Fu Yue’s explanation, Ji Linyue quickly realized it was indeed a problem.
“If the car encounters continuous high-speed corners and the driver performs frequent downshifts and rev-matching, the calculations in this module will exceed the preset range,” Fu Yue said.
Ji Linyue nodded.
He was a deep racing enthusiast himself, which was why he started the racing club.
With Fu Yue’s explanation, he understood it perfectly.
The current program settings would make the car extremely unstable and could even lead to an engine blow-out.
“Fu Yue,” Ji Linyue’s expression was solemn, “thank you for telling me about this. It’s very important.”
Seeing Ji Linyue’s expression, Fu Yue leaned back lazily in the seat with a proud smile.
That expression said—praise me more, I haven’t heard enough good words yet.
This was to match his improper, playboy persona.
Ji Linyue looked at him and frowned slightly.
A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. The situation was urgent; he didn’t have time to play “praise games” with the young master.
“Young Master Fu, I have several cars using this template for their low-level programs. I need to have the engineers check them one by one. I’ll thank you properly later.”
After saying this, without waiting for Fu Yue’s response, Ji Linyue turned, opened the passenger door, and left.
“Ah, wait…” Fu Yue was stunned.
He let out a sigh.
Actually, what he wanted to say was: Ji Linyue, you left too fast; I wasn’t finished.
In the distance, Ji Linyue had already gathered the club’s core engineers and was giving serious instructions, making the atmosphere tense.
Fu Yue curled his lips but wasn’t in a hurry to leave.
He left the driver’s seat and leaned comfortably against the car.
Anyway, Ji Linyue would be back soon.
In the massive maintenance area, the engineering team was busy, with the sound of rapid keyboard clicking and low-voiced discussions everywhere.
Soon, the engineers all began to look troubled.
More and more people stopped what they were doing and gathered together, pointing at the screens and engaging in heated discussions.
Finally, the discussion ceased. The most senior chief engineer jogged to Ji Linyue to report. From a distance, his body language screamed “we can’t do it” and “it’s too troublesome.”
Ji Linyue stood there for a moment, his gaze sweeping toward Fu Yue, who was standing by the Porsche. Then, he immediately walked toward him.
[Host, he’s coming, he’s coming. He’s walking over with the posture of someone who needs help.]
The system watched the fun, reporting cheerfully to Fu Yue.
When Ji Linyue reached Fu Yue, he indeed had a pleading look on his face. His thin lips were pressed together as if he were organizing his words.
“Fu Yue, just now…”
“Oh, does President Ji want my decoding program?” Fu Yue asked directly.
The low-level code for a racing car’s ECU was somewhat similar to the source code for a computer’s operating system.
It would take the engineers a massive amount of time to dismantle it to that layer. Moreover, this low-level code had been maliciously encrypted using an algorithm.
Fu Yue had borrowed Ji Hanmo’s computer lab, and the professionals had spent all night to decode it successfully.
Ji Linyue was stunned and nodded: “If Young Master Fu has any terms, we can talk.”
Fu Yue simply waved his hand: “It’s a small matter.”
“You know I love cars too, President Ji. This is just an analysis program I had someone mess around with; it’s not worth anything. If your engineers need it, just take it.”
Having said this, Fu Yue fished a USB drive from his pocket and handed it to Ji Linyue.
“The decoding and testing programs are all inside.”
Ji Linyue took the USB drive, his expression somewhat surprised.
He just gave it directly?
He hadn’t expected Fu Yue’s clean and crisp generosity.
He immediately reached out and called the chief engineer over, handing the USB drive to him.
The engineers threw themselves back into work, and the maintenance area became noisy.
The early winter wind blew through, carrying a trace of chill.
“Young Master Fu, it’s cold in the maintenance area. Let’s go sit in the stands.” Ji Linyue issued a gentlemanly invitation.
The so-called “stands” were, of course, not the ordinary outdoor seats.
Ji Linyue led Fu Yue through a private passage and into the VIP luxury box located directly above the starting grid of the track.
This was the top viewing spot in the entire arena.
It featured a floor-to-ceiling wall of bulletproof glass, offering a panoramic view of the winding track and the maintenance area.
The room was covered with soft wool carpet and furnished with several sets of leather sofas.
Once they were seated, a knock came at the door.
Chen Bai came in with hot black tea and snacks.
Ji Linyue nodded to him, acknowledging him. But as he watched Chen Bai’s retreating back, his gaze was different than it had been in the morning.
“Fu Yue, I owe you a favor for today. Your technical skill has impressed me.”
Fu Yue smiled faintly and said a few modest words.
Ji Linyue’s tone carried a note of curiosity: “How did you think to check the ECU?”
“Oh, I have Chen Bai to thank for that.” Fu Yue leaned back lazily on the sofa. “I came to play yesterday and talked with him. I didn’t expect him to be so attentive to maintenance; he chatted with me about the cars’ conditions, and that’s what made me think in that direction.”
Fu Yue didn’t mind showing that he knew Chen Bai.
Ji Linyue, naturally, wouldn’t get jealous because of this.
After all, who in the Haicheng circles didn’t know that Shen Junnian had been openly pursuing Fu Yue?
Since Shen Junnian and Ji Linyue were both “tops,” Fu Yue was naturally a “bottom.”
Thus, he and Chen Bai were, at most, “sisters.”
As a competent CEO, Ji Linyue’s analysis of such things was both fast and accurate.
Seeing his expression, Fu Yue knew the time had come: “Honestly, Chen Bai is a good guy—smart and attentive. Have you thought about bringing him into the Ji Group?”
Hearing Fu Yue’s question, Ji Linyue was stunned.
Sure enough, he hadn’t thought of it at all.
Fu Yue changed the subject: “It’s a waste for Chen Bai to just be a receptionist. I was thinking earlier of recommending him to Shen Junnian, to have him bring Chen Bai over as an assistant—to let his talent be used properly.”
Just as Fu Yue finished speaking, Ji Linyue’s hand holding the black tea shook.
He raised his head, his dark eyes looking directly at Fu Yue, his tone turning serious: “Fu Yue, you have a good eye for people.”
“But don’t you dare try to snatch him from me. I will arrange Chen Bai’s future.” This sentence from Ji Linyue was full of sparks.
Fu Yue, however, felt reassured.
Sure enough, competition is the best motivator. Only when someone tries to snatch something from you do you learn to cherish it.
Goal accomplished.
Fu Yue feigned a look of regret and helplessness, popping a cookie into his mouth.
The two launched into many topics surrounding Chen Bai, and the atmosphere in the box became more and more relaxed.
Fu Yue discovered that this “overbearing CEO” Ji Linyue wasn’t as hard to get along with as he had thought.
Currently, the young President Ji leaned back on the sofa, his long legs crossed. He casually swirled his bone china cup in a relaxed posture and chatted:
“Speaking of which, what about you, Young Master Fu?”
Fu Yue was startled: “What about me?”
“Shen Junnian has been pursuing you so loudly the whole city knows. What’s the situation between you two now?” Ji Linyue’s gaze fell on Fu Yue inquisitively.
“Just like that, I guess,” Fu Yue answered vaguely.
“What is ‘just like that’? Have you done it?” Ji Linyue pressed.
“Pffft—cough cough cough!”
Fu Yue didn’t have time to swallow his tea before it all went down his windpipe.
He coughed violently, tears streaming out, his entire face turning a deep red.
“No,” Fu Yue explained after catching his breath. “He does the pursuing, but I’m still single.”
“Single?” Ji Linyue arched an eyebrow. His gaze swept over Fu Yue, specifically lingering on a certain area for a moment. “So, you’re still a virgin?”
Ji Linyue’s expression was one of surprise.
It was similar to when he discovered that the unreliable young master was actually an expert in racing systems.
The legendary playboy Fu Yue… was actually original goods?
“Physical needs are very practical,” Ji Linyue spoke as if he hadn’t seen Fu Yue’s petrified expression. “Too much suppression isn’t good for the body or mind.”
“…”
Fu Yue felt himself cracking a bit internally.
As expected of an R-rated Danmei novel. Do overbearing CEOs really chat about such explicit topics in private?
Ji Linyue seemed to feel a bit of sympathy for Fu Yue’s “single” status.
He gave Fu Yue a lecture on a lot of male-male knowledge. He encouraged him to settle down as soon as possible and embrace a happy sexual life with a stable “top.”
Incidentally, Ji Linyue also said quite a few good things about Shen Junnian.
It was likely that Fu Yue’s mention of recommending Chen Bai to Shen Junnian had triggered a systematic defense from this President Ji.
But between Ji Linyue’s words, Fu Yue could basically deduce that even if he hadn’t “done” Chen Bai yet, he had probably done almost everything up to the edge…
Thinking of this, Fu Yue’s mood became even better.
The plot was on track, and the progress was commendable.
However, this one-sided lecture on male-male knowledge truly made Fu Yue’s ears burn.
He really wanted to flee, but to maintain his persona as an unflappable playboy, he could only sit there and listen as Ji Linyue finished the topic in an academic tone.
Finally, the “torture” reached its end.
Ji Linyue put down his teacup and concluded in a tone that said, “I have found the best solution for you”:
“Since you’re single now, don’t let your body be too lonely. You can start by playing with some toys and exploring on your own.”
“Toys?”
“Mm.” Ji Linyue nodded, his expression calm and professional, like he was recommending a good restaurant.
He took out his phone and glanced at his schedule: “I’ll have some things sent over to you as a thank-you gift for your help this time.”
Fu Yue: “…”
Can I say no to this kind of thank you?
Translator’s Note:
Some terms to check out:
- Tech Talk: The “Mid-platform” (中臺 – Zhongtai) concept Fu Yue mentioned is a huge deal in Chinese tech corporate culture (pioneered by Alibaba). It essentially means building shared services so you don’t have to reinvent the wheel for every new project. Our programmer MC is literally trying to modernize the Ji Group’s architecture while in a bathrobe. Legend.
- Pinyin Check: ECU stands for Electronic Control Unit, which is used in English as well, so no pinyin needed there. For the racing club, “Fengchi” (蜂馳) evokes the idea of a bee’s speed or rapid flight.
- The “Halo”: That “Heartthrob Halo PLUS” is definitely going to cause more trouble than help. Did you see how it turned the “Young Master Duan” from a bully into a fanboy in two seconds? Poor Fu Yue is never going to get any peace.
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