Chapter 127: Money Power

Inside the room, besides Gu Zhiyu, there were two cleaning ladies and a couple of movers hauling things.

An Nan was startled when Gu Zhiyu spoke, thinking he was about to call out her real name in front of everyone.

But instead, she heard him say, “An Meili.”

She let out a sigh of relief, but was even more confused.

How did this guy know about the fake name she’d just made up?

Then she glanced at Fugui, who looked like a stray child finally reunited with his real father, and couldn’t help but twitch her lips in embarrassment, forcing a smile:

“Yeah, we meet again, Gu…”

She’d meant to say “Gu Zhiyu,” but then thought better of it. As the boss behind the base, why would he squeeze into a “shared apartment” with her instead of staying in the innermost villa? He must be here incognito.

She glanced at the cleaning ladies nearby, and the words got stuck in her throat—she had no idea what to call him.

Gu Zhiyu curled his lips into a slight smile and quickly filled in for her: “Gu Youcai.”

“Gu… Youcai.”

What a tacky name!

She forced a compliment, her smile not reaching her eyes: “You really live up to your name.”

President Gu, rich and flamboyant, so wealthy that money is all he has left.

Gu Zhiyu looked at her with interest and replied, “You too—your name fits you.”

An Meili—surname An, and super beautiful.

An Nan’s face flushed a little.

She’d come up with that name in a fit of narcissism when filling out a form, and it was both tacky and awkward. Hearing him say it so seriously just made it even more embarrassing.

After a few awkward pleasantries, the two of them fell silent.

An Nan recalled the awkward scene from their last meeting and immediately wanted to make a quick exit.

But then she saw Fugui still comfortably sprawled in Gu Zhiyu’s arms, gazing up at him in adoration.

An Nan: …

Useless, lovestruck little dog!

Is Gu Zhiyu’s face really that attractive?!

She glared at his face again, disgruntled.

…Okay, he really is ridiculously good-looking.

Gu Zhiyu noticed An Nan’s discomfort and turned to the cleaning ladies:

“That’s enough, you can go now.”

The two ladies exchanged a glance, hesitating: “Boss, there’s still a bit left to clean up…”

They’d already been paid—was he going to ask for some of it back?

Gu Zhiyu seemed to know what they were thinking. “You can leave, I’ll handle the rest myself. You’ll still get your full pay.”

The two ladies immediately left, delighted.

An Nan couldn’t help but size him up: This pampered CEO actually does housework himself?

Her own deadbeat dad had grown up doing farm work in the countryside, but ever since he’d made it big, he’d never lifted a finger again—he’d even want someone to serve him coffee on their knees.

But this President Gu didn’t put on any airs. She remembered that he’d even helped Long Cong’an, his assistant, move goods himself before.

She couldn’t help but think a little better of him.

Not bad—he looked every bit the nobleman, but wasn’t the least bit overbearing.

By now, the movers had finished too, and only the two of them were left in the room.

Gu Zhiyu’s supplies were piled everywhere, and he didn’t bother to hide any of it from her.

An Nan pretended not to notice and asked, “How did you know my name is An Meili now?”

Gu Zhiyu certainly wasn’t going to admit he’d been following her. He answered casually,

“The person who brought me here said there was another tenant upstairs named An Meili.”

An Nan nodded—must have been Ma Qiangzhuang who told him.

Then she asked, “Why are you using a fake name to get into your own base? Going undercover?”

She needed to figure out his purpose here.

After all, she still had to kill one of his underlings right under his nose. Knowing what he was up to would help her adapt on the fly.

But Gu Zhiyu frowned. “This isn’t my base.”

“Huh?” An Nan was puzzled. “Isn’t this base owned by the Gu Group?”

Even the name was based on his.

Gu Zhiyu pressed his lips together. “I wouldn’t do something so pointless. Besides, there’s not much left of the Gu Group now.”

He smoothly gave himself a reasonable excuse for being here:

“I came to see who’s been using my name to scam people.”

An Nan lowered her eyes in thought.

Now that she thought about it, the rumors really didn’t make sense.

If you were building your own base, you’d want to keep a firm grip on actual control.

With communications down, even if you didn’t build the base right at the mountainside villas, you’d at least put it nearby. There was no reason to set it up so far away and lose control.

As the head of the top group, Gu Zhiyu wouldn’t make such a stupid mistake.

And if this really was his base, he’d either be openly living in the villa with Hou Jianming and Zhu Dazhuang, or he’d be undercover and low-key.

There was no reason for him to make a big show of moving in and squeeze in here with her.

She’d just assumed things after hearing the rumors and seeing the name “Shan Yu”—she really thought this was his base.

Thinking of this, An Nan couldn’t help but sigh:

“The person running this base is pretty clever, using your reputation to build up their own power.”

Attract people to join under the Gu name, and once the base was running smoothly and they’d built up their own loyal followers, who would care who the real boss was?

Gu Zhiyu said coldly, “Too bad they picked the wrong name to borrow.”

He hadn’t planned to bother with them.

But since he’d already followed An Nan here, he might as well deal with the people using his name to scam others.

That “Shan Yu” sign on the base’s gate was a real eyesore.

Plus, he’d paid a hefty entry fee.

If they were going to use his name and take his money, they’d better be ready to face his wrath.

Whatever Gu Zhiyu was thinking, An Nan was secretly relieved.

The enemy of my enemy, even if not a friend, at least isn’t another opponent.

But… if President Gu hadn’t revealed his identity, how did he get into the inner circle’s villas?

An Nan recalled her earlier guess—did he have some special skill or ability?

She was thinking about it when she blurted out the question.

Gu Zhiyu answered calmly, with a shocking statement:

“I have a superpower.”

An Nan froze. “Huh?”

Seriously?

That’s a bit much!

But then she thought, if she could be reborn and have a spatial ability, why couldn’t someone else have a stroke of luck?

Even that scumbag Bai Wenbin got to live his life over!

She asked Gu Zhiyu seriously, “What kind of superpower do you have?”

Flying? Invisibility? Fire-breathing? Mind-reading? Or… x-ray vision?

At that, she instinctively covered her chest.

Gu Zhiyu saw how serious she was and couldn’t help but smile again:

“It’s the ‘money’ kind of superpower. Money power.”

An Nan: …"