CEO, the Road Ahead Is a Detour

Nie Shenyu, a beautiful and wild CEO.

Zhou Mujin, a quiet and formidable associate professor.

Both beauties and beasts.

The two should have had nothing to do with each other. But after one minor clash, the overworked CEO Nie remembered this bookworm, while Zhou Mujin, whose mind was full of philosophers and philosophy, would from then on remember the only "modern person" in her life.

"Why haven't I fired this woman who studies philosophy so much she's practically about to ascend to heaven?"

Nie Shenyu had been asking herself that question for nearly three years. But every time she did, a reasonable answer stopped her from saying it aloud.

The most reasonable answer was that Nie, newly returned from abroad, was terrible at Chinese, so she needed an assistant like Zhou Mujin. And for certain personal reasons, it had to be her.

The last time, her mouth was well and truly silenced.

"If one day I become less and less like myself, Nie Shenyu, I won't let you get away with it."

Zhou Mujin had been giving the other woman that reply for nearly three years. But every time she said it, she was rewarded with a sleepless night of exertion and exhaustion.

The most logical answer was that this job paid her tuition. She could only put up with it until she finished her doctorate. And for reasons buried in her subconscious, this was the only job she wanted.

The last time, she decided to put her words into action.