I'm Not Worthy of Calling You Boss

At noon, Ji Chuxing went out with Zhao Feifei.

Zhao Feifei had cracked her phone screen that morning, and by noon, the phone had frozen completely.

Looking thoroughly annoyed, she skipped lunch and went straight out to get her phone repaired as soon as class ended.

They visited four repair shops, but none could fix it.

She was so frustrated her feathers stood on end, and Feiji instantly became a wilted little bird.

Ji Chuxing followed beside her, slurping milk tea.

It was a delicious treat she had just discovered. It was sweet and came in all sorts of flavors, so she planned to buy another cup once she finished this one.

This planet was wonderful, with so many strange and delicious desserts.

The food she used to eat had been made in a lab. It had no soul.

The only problem was that it was too expensive. One cup of milk tea cost eighteen yuan!

Eighteen yuan, eighteen yuan! How many ten-cent coins would she have to earn to make that back?

Zhao Feifei was a little dejected. "Boss, the sun's too strong out here. Why don't you head back first? If I really can't get it fixed, I'll find someone to ask, and I won't go back for afternoon classes."

This phone was very important to Zhao Feifei.

Her mother had given it to her before she died. She had used it for years, and it was a very special model that wasn't sold on the market. She treasured it dearly.

It had been badly damaged in the fall today, and she felt awful, just awful.

Ji Chuxing took a sip of milk tea and pointed to an inconspicuous repair stall across the road. "Let's try there."

Zhao Feifei: "..."

It was so hot that she didn't particularly want to cross the road. It was just a little stall, and it didn't even have a full set of tools.

But they were already here, and Ji Chuxing had suggested it, so Zhao Feifei trudged over with her head hanging, looking listless.

Sure enough, the repairman took one look at Zhao Feifei's phone and waved his hand. "We don't have the tools to open it here."

Zhao Feifei's face drooped even further.

Ji Chuxing slurped down the last of her milk tea, tossed the empty cup into the small trash can beside the table, and lifted her chin at the repairman. "Let me borrow some tools."

The repairman: "?"

Zhao Feifei: "???"

"Hand it over." Ji Chuxing held out her hand for the phone.

Zhao Feifei's hand refused to obey her, and just like that, she handed it over.

Five minutes later, Ji Chuxing set down the tools and pressed the power button. The familiar startup sound played and the startup screen appeared. Zhao Feifei was so moved she nearly cried.

She was still bewildered.

She hadn't even understood how Ji Chuxing had opened the phone or what she had done to its internal structure, and then her phone was as good as new.

Ah, no, that wasn't quite right. It seemed to run even more smoothly!

Zhao Feifei didn't understand it, but it seemed impressive all the same!

"Boss, starting today, you're not my boss anymore!"

Ji Chuxing: "Huh?"

"You're a great god! I'm not worthy of calling you boss. From today onward, you're God Ji!"

Ji Chuxing: "..." There's really no need.

But... sure, that works. It sounds domineering!

The repairman was bewildered too.

Although he didn't have the tools, he had repaired eight thousand phones if not ten thousand. What Ji Chuxing had done was hardly a repair; she had used the tools in his shop to make changes to the core.

But... that was impossible. She was just a young girl.

Besides, the junk in his shop wasn't worthy of the task!

The repairman shook his head, thinking he was overthinking it, and said approvingly, "Young lady, you're pretty skilled."

Ji Chuxing made a sound of acknowledgment. "I'm all right."

If she had the tools, she could have made Zhao Feifei a new one herself. Unfortunately, the tools here were too crappy.

"From now on, as long as you don't smash it to pieces, soaking it in water or dropping it on the ground won't be a problem."

Zhao Feifei's gaze grew even more worshipful.

The repairman froze, then chuckled. "Young lady, don't make such big claims. No phone in the world can do that."

Zhao Feifei was displeased and roared fiercely, "If God Ji says it can, it can!"

The repairman: "..."

Fine, you're pretty, so whatever you say goes.

Ji Chuxing raised her hand and patted Zhao Feifei on the shoulder, smoothing down her ruffled feathers.

But...

This phone was quite unusual. It looked a little like the prototype of a defective product once invented in her lab.

"Where did you buy this phone?" Ji Chuxing asked.

Zhao Feifei was still basking in her joy. At the question, she said in confusion, "God Ji, do you want to buy one too? You probably can't. My mom brought it back from somewhere when I was around ten. Apparently, it's the only one in the world. She said it was an experimental product a friend invented independently. I think it's pretty good. It runs games like a dream."

She had been rather dismissive when she first heard it was an experimental product, but later, she had to eat her words.

That idiot Lu Xing had been eyeing it for ages, but she had never even let him touch it.

Ji Chuxing said, "Oh."

She was quite interested. It seemed that in some places in this world, some inventions and technology were more advanced than the current era made them appear.

She was quite interested.

The two didn't return to school until the afternoon, openly skipping two classes.

But skipping class was normal for Class 16. Even if the teachers knew, they wouldn't say anything. Although the students here were ignorant and unskilled, ninety percent of them were either rich or noble.

The rest were probably the sort of students who said, "My dad told me he was rich when I turned eighteen."

Apart from Teacher Huang, no one was willing to bother with these students.

When Zhao Feifei and Ji Chuxing returned, the classroom was as noisy as a marketplace.

Seeing the two of them, Wu Hao, who was rushing out with a basketball in his arms, immediately slammed on the brakes. "Boss, Old Huang was just looking for you."

He had barely finished speaking when their homeroom teacher, Teacher Huang, hurried in from outside, his round beer belly leading the way. "Student Ji, come to the office with me. Your mother is here!"

Ji Chuxing paused. "Got it."