Before long, the entire Pyramid Group was in an uproar. From the thirty-third floor, urgent shouts of "Make way, make way!" could be heard.

Soon, the grand golden doors of the Pyramid opened once more. A middle-aged man, flanked by a retinue, strode out with a sense of urgency. Everyone was stunned. Manager Hua was particularly bewildered: why had the chairman come down personally?

The middle-aged man was none other than Jin Qiming, the head of the Pyramid Group. Clearly, the chairman had come for this young man.

Jun Haotian scrutinized Jin Qiming. This middle-aged man, impeccably dressed in designer suits, exuded a commanding presence. Despite his age, he was well-preserved, with a trim figure and a refined face hinting at his youthful handsomeness.

Extending his hand, Jin Qiming apologized, "Master Jun, I am sorry for the inconvenience. Please, come inside."

"Master Jun?" Jun Haotian chuckled.

Jin Qiming laughed heartily, "Master Jun, I am a great admirer of your work! As a renowned master sculptor, you truly deserve the title!"

"Chairman?" Manager Hua tried to interject.

But before he could speak, Jin Qiming, visibly angry, said, "Hua An, you have offended my most esteemed guest. From tomorrow, you needn't come to work."

"Chairman, please let me explain!" Hua An pleaded.

Jin Qiming ignored him, warmly leading Jun Haotian inside, leaving a despairing Hua An behind.

The Pyramid Group, being a Fortune 500 company, had only one office above the thirty-third floor, Jin Qiming's. Though not large, it was luxuriously furnished. The office featured a white lynx fur carpet, rosewood furniture, and crystal chandeliers, exuding opulence. However, what surprised Jun Haotian most were the numerous exquisite sculptures displayed throughout.

Lifelike carvings such as Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix, Blood Jade Guanyin, and Laughing Maitreya adorned the space. Most striking was the massive Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea tea table carved from golden jade, a pinnacle of sculptural artistry.

An elderly man beside Jin Qiming chuckled, "Young Master Jun, does this feel familiar? Our chairman has long been enamored with your sculptures. Originally intended for auction, he personally kept them all."

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As they spoke, a fragrant aroma wafted in, the rich scent of Wuyi Mountain's Da Hong Pao tea. Jin Qiming's hearty laughter echoed, "Master Jun, I've admired you from afar for a long time!"

Seated on a white tiger-skin sofa, Jin Qiming's keen eyes appraised Jun Haotian, whose sense of entering a den of thieves grew stronger.

Jun Haotian, startled, exclaimed, "Don't look at me like that! I'm not interested in men!"

Laughter filled the room. Jin Qiming replied, "Master Jun, I didn't realize you were so humorous besides being a great artist!"

The elderly man named Uncle Ren, standing behind Jin Qiming, gave the two a disdainful look. Uncle Ren, a long-time figure in the Pyramid Group, had an ambiguous relationship with Jin Qiming. Though not an official member, no one underestimated him, especially given his annual one percent share of the company's profits.

For the next two hours, Jin Qiming engaged in casual conversation with Jun Haotian. Jun Haotian felt as if this man before him was not the leader of a Fortune 500 company, but rather a census taker, giving him the impression of a prospective father-in-law evaluating a son-in-law.

Finally, after two hours and thirty-five minutes, Jun Haotian couldn't hold back and asked, "Mr. Jin, you found me through old man Yun. Surely it wasn't just to have tea and express your admiration?"

Jin Qiming, a bit embarrassed, smiled, "Master Jun, I know you're not an ordinary person beyond your exceptional sculpting skills. Since I founded the Pyramid Group twenty years ago, it has grown immensely, and with great wealth comes envy. I have only one daughter, and many have ill intentions toward her. I wish to hire you to protect her. For this, I'm willing to offer half of the Pyramid Group's wealth."

Jin Qiming's offer stunned Jun Haotian. Half of the Pyramid Group's wealth? The sum was astronomical. Yet, there seemed to be deeper implications.

Seeing Jun Haotian's seemingly indifferent expression, Jin Qiming nodded approvingly. Little did he know, Jun Haotian was calculating his potential future wealth, his mind filled with visions of money.

"What do you think, Master Jun?" Jin Qiming asked cautiously.

"Deal! I'll take the job," Jun Haotian replied promptly.

"Good, very good!" Jin Qiming laughed, snapping his fingers. Uncle Ren handed Jun Haotian a gold card.

"This is a Swiss bank gold card, with a five-million-dollar limit. I'll deposit one million each month for your expenses."

After Jun Haotian accepted the card, Jin Qiming added, "Also, I've arranged your school registration. You can start as a new student on September first!"

"School?" Jun Haotian jumped up, his childhood memories making him averse to the idea. "I agreed to protect your daughter, not to go to school!"

Uncle Ren laughed, "Young Master Jun, as the young lady's personal bodyguard, you must stay by her side. Since she attends school, you must as well. Didn't Master Yun tell you?"

"Personal bodyguard? By her side?" Jun Haotian was bewildered, naively asking, "Does that mean I have to live with her?"

Jin Qiming nodded, smiling, "In theory, yes, or perhaps even closer!"

Jin Qiming's last words were barely audible, hinting at his hopes. However, Jun Haotian didn't catch them, lost in the idea of cohabitation, his mind filled with alluring fantasies.

Little did he know, this supposed paradise of cohabitation would soon turn into a true hell. Unrevealed details by Yun Tianji and Jin Qiming's enigmatic identity would almost cost him dearly in his glamorous bodyguard endeavor.