“Have you seen the movie *Inception*?”

Gao Yang poured himself a full glass of wine.

“A person's dream is actually controlled by the [subconscious] in their mind.”

“You understand the subconscious, right? You're usually not even aware of its existence, but it always subtly influences your behavior, emotions, and… dreams!”

“To put it simply, the subconscious is your hidden knowledge. Even if you don't perceive it, that doesn't mean it doesn't exist. People can often deceive their own hearts and minds, but—”

“People can absolutely never deceive their own subconscious!”

Gao Yang craned his neck to glance at the big screen behind him, then leaned back towards Lin Xian.

“Can you understand that? Am I getting a bit too deep?”

“I can understand the literal meaning.”

Lin Xian nodded. He had also seen the movie *Inception*, and it was quite brilliant.

In the movie, the protagonist used a machine to invade other people's dreams, and then extracted information from those dreams.

“But what does that have to do with the changes in my dreams?”

“Because your subconscious has changed!”

Gao Yang downed a glass of beer.

“Let me ask you, what do you think that cat should be called, in your subconscious?”

Lin Xian thought seriously for a moment…

“Rhine Cat.”

“See? That's the right answer! Your subconscious already thinks it's Rhine Cat, so the version in your dream naturally has to be updated too!”

“It's that simple?”

“It's that simple!”

Lin Xian frowned.

“How reliable is this theory of yours? Can you really take movie settings seriously?”

Gao Yang chuckled, wiggling his index finger cheekily.

“I didn't just learn it from a movie, you know~ Look—”

He opened his phone, tapped on someone's WeChat Moments, and held the phone up to Lin Xian's eyes.

“This client of mine is a psychologist, very famous in Donghai! I added her on WeChat when she bought a car from me. She often posts stuff like this on her Moments. I take a look and learn from it when I have time.”

Lin Xian glanced at the Moments.

They were mostly shares of psychology knowledge or lecture content.

“Oh… Actually, your little problem isn't even worth worrying about!”

Gao Yang waved his hand grandly.

“When it comes down to it! What's so strange about real-world things appearing in dreams?”

“It's when things from dreams start appearing in the real world that you've got a real problem on your hands!”

With that, Gao Yang grabbed his glass and went back to watching the game, shaking his head.

Argentina scored another goal.

The whole bar was deafening.

Lin Xian sat on his chair, thinking back on what Gao Yang had said… The ice-cold beer in his glass gradually warmed up. The coldness in his heart also began to thaw.

Gao Yang might not have much knowledge, but the things he said were often very persuasive.

Thinking about it carefully.

There really wasn't anything strange about things from the real world appearing in dreams. Aren't everyone's dreams just pieced together from fragments of reality?

Actually… only the name of the stuffed animal had changed in his dream.

The cat was still the same cat.

Still exactly the same.

Thinking about it that way, it seemed like he really was being too sensitive.

…

In the end, Argentina won the match.

Amid the cheers of the fans and drinking buddies, the bar gradually emptied out.

“That was great! I really hope Argentina can make it to the finals! It would be best if they could win the championship!”

In the cold wind.

Gao Yang, his face flushed and beer belly protruding, bounced around on the spot.

“Lin Xian, I heard you got promoted?”

“Yeah, just a team leader, but the team reports directly to the department head, on the same level as the other departments.”

“Not bad, brother! Straight to the top!”

Gao Yang put his arm around Lin Xian's neck and laughed heartily.

“Make some money quickly! Make enough money to buy a car from me!”

“Next time, for sure.”

…

It had to be said.

Zhao Yingjun really did things with lightning speed.

When Lin Xian arrived at the company today, his work team and office had already been set up.

Lin Xian had his own private office. Although it wasn't large, it had everything he needed. His workstation had also been upgraded to the department head's standard.

A huge single desk, a brand-new top-of-the-line Apple all-in-one computer, and an independent bookcase.

How could anyone not be motivated to work with this level of treatment?

Lin Xian took the latest Rhine Cat design draft to report to Zhao Yingjun.

Zhao Yingjun's office was on the 22nd floor, with two passcode locks, the codes to which only she knew.

“Come in.”

Zhao Yingjun remotely opened the door from the inside, and Lin Xian walked into the office.

This was the first time he had entered this office. It was indeed as the rumors said—clean, simple, and without a single unnecessary item.

But it was also really big, with two separate rest areas next to it.

Zhao Yingjun was wearing a white trench coat today, with delicate makeup, and silver earrings that sparkled in the sunlight.

Usually, her hair would be tied up, making her look heroic and capable. But today it was gently draped over her neck, making her seem much gentler.

“Very good.”

After looking at Lin Xian's design draft, Zhao Yingjun nodded in satisfaction.

“Give it to the production department, and have them find a factory to put it into production. It will be released with the first products under our Rhine brand, as a free gift.”

“Once the stuffed animal samples are produced, bring one to me first. I actually quite like this Rhine Cat.”

“Okay.”

Lin Xian acknowledged and picked up the design draft to leave.

“Hey, Lin Xian.”

Zhao Yingjun called out to him.

“I saw on your resume that you graduated from Donghai University?”

“Yes, President Zhao.”

Zhao Yingjun sized him up.

“Do you have a suit?”

“I have one… the one I bought for job interviews.”

“Go to the Brioni store in the shopping mall next door and pick one out.”

Zhao Yingjun lowered her head to look at the documents.

“Go now. There's a scientific fundraising gala tonight. You can accompany me, I'll send you the address later.”

“Oh…”

*Bang!*

The heavy passcode door to the office closed, and Lin Xian stood outside, at a loss.

What… Zhao Yingjun wanted him to accompany her to a gala?

What was that all about?

However, the other team leaders often went out drinking and socializing every night. Maybe those kinds of things were unavoidable once you became a leader.

Lin Xian returned to his office, arranged work for his four team members, and then set off for the shopping mall next door.

The business district next to the company's office building was Donghai City's most upscale shopping area, full of luxury brands.

This was an area that Lin Xian had never interacted with before. This was the first time he had ever been here.

Following the signs, he quickly found the "Brioni" that Zhao Yingjun had mentioned. It was a menswear store with a classical and elegant decor.

“Sir, welcome!”

A young and beautiful woman smiled and bowed, gesturing for Lin Xian to go inside.

From this salesperson's explanation, Lin Xian learned that Brioni was a long-established Italian brand, purely handmade and exclusively for social elites.

Lin Xian guessed why the salesperson was giving him such a detailed explanation.

They had very sharp eyes and could tell a customer's purchasing power at a glance.

This seemingly detailed explanation was actually a polite probe. If the customer didn't have any money, they would naturally retreat, everyone would know what was going on, and no one would be embarrassed.

That was the foundation of a luxury brand. The kind of plot where saleswomen looked down on customers… probably only appeared in urban novels from ten years ago.

Lin Xian took a fancy to a black suit.

Although he didn't understand these things, the fabric, stitching, and lines of this one… were completely different from the suit he had bought for his job interviews, like heaven and earth.

“How much is this one?”

“96,000 yuan, sir.”

???

Lin Xian almost couldn't hold back. Was this the world of the rich?

“Oh! I'm so sorry!”

At this time, a slightly older woman who looked like a manager came out and bowed deeply to Lin Xian.

“I'm so sorry, are you Mr. Lin from MX Corporation?”

Lin Xian nodded.

The female manager smiled apologetically.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I had some things to take care of just now… and didn't come out to greet you in time.”

“President Zhao has already told us, please come with me! The ones displayed outside are all basic styles… the high-end styles you need are in the room inside!”