Gao Liang and Jin Nana stood atop the "Monument Stone," feeling the exhilaration of being at the pinnacle, with the world spread out beneath them—like a true sovereign. Everyone nodded respectfully to Gao Liang, smiled warmly at him, and bowed with deep reverence. For Gao Liang was their master, their embodiment of supreme honor and authority. "Stand up!" High Light spread his hands. Wearing an exceptionally dignified chairman's suit, this master of martial arts and games now held an even more prestigious title—he was the chairman of Rockefeller, the leading figure among America's top ten financial families. With such a distinguished status, High Light felt a profound mix of emotions. When Mei Ji arrived, she knelt before him right in front of everyone, joining his wife Jin Nana in a joint act of reverence—both wives now bowed to him, symbolizing their complete submission. That evening, both Jin Nana and Mei Ji actively embraced him. Mei Ji began to take greater interest in her appearance, but her elegance was perfectly tailored to High Light's preferences—he admired her purity, so she maintained a fresh, pure, and well-fitted look, enhancing her delicate charm. As for Jin Nana, she appeared even more regal, dressed in sumptuous attire adorned with sparkling gold and silver jewelry. This time, she wore black long silk stockings, adding an even greater allure. A pure, elegant uniform charm, a graceful leg and tights allure—both leaving Hikaru yearning. That night, they played their third-party game again. Jinana was first won over by Hikaru. Their shared intimacy had grown increasingly refined, reaching a sacred, blissful peak, which left Meiji unable to contain her excitement. With deep devotion, Meiji knelt before Hikaru, bowing before this noble, supreme man, waiting for his indulgence. Hikaru, tenderly gazing at Meiji, gently supported her chin, and while sharing intimacy with Jinana, he said to her, "Go on, help your husband massage his back!" Meiji immediately began massaging Hikaru, her delicate fingers moving over his entire body, intensifying Hikaru's passion as he passionately conquered his beloved wife, Jinana. Jinana's golden hair swayed freely, her porcelain body continuously swaying, her teeth biting gently into her hair, eyes half-closed, fully enjoying the exquisite pleasure Hikaru brought her. "Ah! Husband! So wonderful!" "After calling out, Jinanaa added, 'Husband! I feel so happy! I'm about to die!' And then she collapsed onto the soft sofa bed, her body going limp and still. Mikiko, bathed in the glow of Gouteng's affection, appeared rosy in complexion and radiant in skin, looking even more beautiful and captivating. Gouteng set Jinanaa down and began passionately kissing Mikiko, who willingly surrendered to her man—whenever Gouteng desired her, she was ready to fulfill him. After these days of trials, she had come to realize that she could not live without him. Moreover, in her eyes, he was the most noble man—now a king of the city—and to be cherished by such a beloved man was a dream come true. To love him meant to serve him and satisfy him. At this moment, Mikiko gave herself completely, embracing and loving Gouteng with full devotion." Mei Ji was wearing her light blue Stanford uniform, which was incredibly alluring. The vibrant glow in her eyes caused the veins in high-light's entire body to swell with excitement. My little wife—so delicate and charming—today, I truly intend to treat her to the full experience of being cherished by this supreme man. Due to his frequent practice of dual cultivation, high-light deeply understands the art of intimate relations and has mastered several techniques. Through his consistent and dedicated performance, Mei Ji was completely won over, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "Husband, you're even better than before! That's why Madam Mengna said she was going to die! Husband! I'm going to die too! I feel so blessed!" Watching his beloved Mei Ji now fully conquered, high-light continued to introduce new and delightful experiences to enrich her pleasure. Having experienced high-light's attentions, Mei Ji blossomed like a vibrant, dew-kissed flower, radiant and full of life. Having won over both his young and elder wives, high-light embraced them all, cradling each one comfortably in his arms, all of them content and radiant with happiness. At this moment, Gao Liang truly felt the honor brought by wealth, beauty, reputation, and status. His wives and concubines slept peacefully. Never having smoked before, he now lit a premium cigar, took a slow draw, and exhaled a steady plume of smoke. From the 68th floor of the main building, he gazed out over Manhattan, where the city glowed with vibrant lights, colorful and radiant. The night view was breathtaking, stirring deep memories—memories of when he had just graduated from the Ocean City University of Science and Technology, having gone through his twenty-third job interview, and finally securing his first position. Please kindly subscribe and support! Reviews are greatly appreciated! This suggestion is excellent—so, we’ll shift the story to highlight the more ordinary, challenging phase of high-light’s early career after graduation, showcasing his humble life before his rise to prominence. I’m confident that readers will gain a more comprehensive and nuanced understanding of high-light’s journey. While the writing style may evolve slightly, it’s rooted in genuine emotion—hope you’ll enjoy it. Following this, I’ll work even harder to write out the rest of high-light’s journey after his success. Perhaps this week, we’ll need your help to learn more about his life before university. I believe, since this book is positioned as a satisfying, uplifting read, we should present high-light’s complete life story—his post-graduation career journey is equally important. Let’s see how our protagonist navigates the corporate world! I’m sure it will be equally compelling. No further words—please enjoy the story! That day, when applying to GoodSpeed Automotive Sales, Gao got up early and wore his blue suit—his own choice, a gift from a roommate at Binhai University of Science and Technology. The roommate had been his classmate since enrollment, and they had remained close throughout the four years. Once, Gao attended the roommate’s birthday party in rather modest attire, wearing the worn, slightly faded suit from his hometown—its fabric creased and faded, standing out poorly against the more polished looks of his peers. At that moment, Gao felt deeply embarrassed, especially since he came from a rural background, with a family that struggled financially. His parents had done their best to support his education, and he had always prioritized academics over clothing and meals. The roommate noticed this and kept it in mind. After graduation, he quietly purchased that suit for Gao, which deeply moved him—this was the best suit Gao had ever worn since childhood. Dressed in a suit that he believed was stylish, Gao Liang felt cheerful and set off. Today he had a small idea—he styled his hair into a look that he thought was both handsome and cool, borrowing hair spray from Liu Qingsong. After a careful arrangement, he truly looked stylish and cool. Soon they arrived at Hao Shisu Auto Sales Company. This time, he carefully observed the company's bright, gold-embossed sign, the elegant office hall, and the beautiful receptionist inside. The company was impressive—seeming like a well-established medium-sized enterprise with hundreds of employees. To work here was truly a privilege. Gao Liang's mood was as bright and warm as the spring sunshine. Upon entering the Human Resources department office, he found the HR manager, a middle-aged man. He politely greeted him, "Good morning!" The man nodded, looked at the newcomer, and asked, "Could you tell me your name?" "Here is Mr. Xie's note and business card!" "Highlight quickly produced something he had prepared in advance and respectfully offered it." "Ah, good! Follow me!" The middle-aged man glanced at it and immediately invited Highlight. The HR manager then led Highlight to a department located in the company's underground warehouse. Highlight followed the HR manager, turning left and right, getting completely disoriented as to how they had arrived at this warehouse. Ah! It's the Logistics Department. Highlight realized this upon seeing the plaque on the warehouse gate. "The manager, this is the new hire—I've assigned him to you!" the HR manager said to the tall, broad-shouldered, dark, and short man at the desk by the warehouse entrance. The manager nodded in acknowledgment in front of the HR manager. Seeing that the manager had agreed, the HR manager hurried off, as his phone rang. At that moment, the manager only glanced at Highlight with a sideways eye and said, "Our work here is hands-on—quite different from office-based jobs. You're a recent college graduate, right? Will you be able to handle it?" "If you can't make it, just pack up and go!" Ma, looking quite impatient, glanced at Gao Liang's self-assured suit. "I'll do it!" Gao, eager to secure a job, responded firmly. "Then you'd better give it your all—should you fail to perform, I'll have you gone within the week!" Ma's tone was cold and firm. "Thank you, Ma!" Gao nodded vigorously, standing before Ma. "Come with me!" Ma immediately ordered. "This is a shipment the client needs. You're to deliver it right away to a company on the southern third ring road. Our company has a delivery vehicle—we'll assign you to handle the shipment." "Yes!" Gao replied promptly. "Any issues will be your responsibility!" Ma said coldly. "Yes!" Gao continued to comply. "Now, carry it to the truck—our driver has been waiting impatiently!" Ma checked his watch and urged Gao. "Yes, Manager!" "Highlight has only the duty to comply. Highlight knows today is the first day of work, yet he must give his all—otherwise, he'll be on the move at any moment. With a three-month probation period, if he doesn't perform well, he'll be dismissed at any time. If dismissed, he'll have to go back to his hometown. Highlight now exerts every ounce of strength, carrying that heavy package—it's incredibly heavy! He's never carried anything this heavy before. Even during farm work back home, his parents never let him take on such a burdensome load; it was always his father who bore the most demanding and strenuous tasks. As a result, his father has aged prematurely, with his back now curved. Now, Highlight must face this challenge alone, shoulders still young and untested, bearing the weight of this large package. "Hurry up! You're still hesitating! We're running out of time!" The Director of the Horse, impatient, glares at him and shouts. "Yes, sir!" Highlighted, with all his might, pushed through the manager's loud shouts, clenched his teeth, quickened his pace, and strained forward step by step—step, step, step—just five more steps, and he'd reach the truck's cargo compartment. "Damn it, do you want to do this or not? If you don't want to, just walk away right now!" the manager shouted even louder. "Manager, I'm going to get the package onto the truck right away!" Highlighted, he carried the heavy package, as massive as a mountain, and was now nearing the cargo area. "But you're still not moving fast enough! The shipping client has already called to follow up. If this pace continues next time, I'll fire you on the spot!" the manager stomped his feet and barked orders. "Yes, sir," Highlighted responded mechanically, his face streaked with sweat or tears. How hard this life had become! This was far beyond what Gao Huang had expected. He began to long for the carefree, joyful days of his university life—waking up on time every day, enjoying well-rested weekends, and sticking to a routine of three meals a day, moving between dormitory, canteen, and classroom in a simple, linear pattern. Once, he found this routine dull, but now he truly appreciated it. If he could stay at school longer, how wonderful that would be! He no longer needed to worry about meals every day or about money constantly hustling to earn it. All he needed to do was focus on studying. His hometown family sent regular living allowances to his bank account—though never substantial—yet with just a bit of resourcefulness, he could stretch every yuan into two. He’d often visit local markets, buy small handicrafts, and place them on his desk. Whenever he felt tired from reading, simply handling these little items would bring him a sense of calm. Now, however, he has graduated—and that means he’s unemployed. Universities no longer guarantee job placements; instead, it’s now a mutual selection process, with students choosing jobs independently. Many college graduates are now struggling to find employment. If the circumstances are favorable, one can rely on parents. But my family's situation is quite dire. Due to my education, my parents have been constantly borrowing money, and now they still owe relatives 20,000 yuan. That's no small sum—back in our hometown, it can build a row of three large tiled houses. Now, my parents have been working tirelessly, cutting down their own expenses to cover my tuition, and their health has been severely strained. I can no longer add to their burdens. No, I must earn money—earn money. If I have money, my first priority will be to honor my parents, then repay the tuition loans I've taken, and after that, I don't yet know what comes next—I'll figure it out once I have funds. For the three-month trial period, the protagonist, Gao Liang, has been holding on. No matter how much Manager Ma calls on him, even treating him like a well-behaved dog, Gao Liang keeps thinking: if he gives up now, he'll go back home. But he's afraid to return at this moment, dreading to see his father's already bent back and his mother's deeply lined face. So every time he dragged his weary body back to the small cubicle in the underground garage—far from a place suitable for living! Originally designed for garage use, it had been leased by exceptionally savvy people who had partitioned it with wooden planks, creating small, cramped spaces that could only fit a single bed, with even turning space limited to the wall. Guests or friends had to stand outside. These cubicles, being located underground, suffered from poor air circulation, always exuding a sense of stuffiness. At first, Gao Liang didn't like them much, but over time, he grew accustomed to them. Where was Liu Qingsong? I'll go check. So I knocked on the small wooden door of the cubicle. "Hey, what's up? Did you land a job yet?" Gao Liang saw Liu Qingsong deeply engrossed in playing a DNF game at his computer, and asked. "No!" Liu Qingsong didn't shift his gaze from the screen; upon hearing Gao Liang's voice, he simply replied. "There's no way you're going to be happy just sitting there playing with your computer, gaming, listening to music, all that stylish stuff!" Gao Liang didn't like how Liu Qingsong was always glued to his computer—after all, job hunting was the top priority right now. "I've got the good news! My parents sent me 1,000 yuan! That should cover me for a while. If I run out of it and still can't find a job, I'm heading back home!" Liu Qingsong replied lazily. "You've been searching for three months—aren't you setting the bar too high?" Gao Liang was surprised. He thought that, even though job hunting was tough, it shouldn't take Liu Qingsong—another computer graduate—three months to land a position. "We're both university graduates. We can't just go and work manual jobs, can we? If we're looking for jobs, we should definitely go for a larger company, just like you do." Liu Qingsong finally shifted his gaze from the computer screen to Gao Liang. Then he added, "Zhang Brother, is there still an opening for the Computer Technology Engineer position you applied for?" Why don't you introduce me too one day? I'll treat you to a meal!" "Oh!" Hearing this, Gao Liang felt a pang of sadness, but he quickly brightened up and said, "Hey, you know, our job is pretty demanding—everyone works late, so we're afraid you might find it hard to keep up!" "Then, if one day Zhang's successful, don't forget your friend who shared a small room with you!" Liu Qingsong smiled. "Of course, of course! If I become chairman, the general manager will definitely be you!" Gao Liang smiled helplessly. With that, both of them burst into laughter. Finally, the three-month probation period was over—what a relief! He felt all his efforts had truly paid off. "Gao Liang! Come here! Here's your formal employment contract! Just sign it here!" The HR manager called out to him in her usual steady tone. "Sure, I'll sign! Thank you!" Highlighted, carefully reading the contract while answering questions, was delighted. After finishing, he picked up his pen and signed his name—Gao Liang—with a lively, flowing script.