The bus circled around and took them back to the company. The second floor was the employee restaurant. There was an area that was particularly luxuriously decorated and no one was allowed to enter. It was a place where company executives entertained guests.
Entering the largest private room inside, you saw a round table that could seat 12 people, and two people were already sitting there.
There is the idiot intern secretary Bo Xiaoni, and a middle-aged man who looks particularly majestic and has thick eyebrows.
Bo Xiaoni was pouring tea for him, but her hand slipped and a pot of hot water poured onto the other person's pants.
"Mr. Yan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault!" She stood up quickly and hurriedly tried to help wipe the water, but she pulled the tablecloth.
With such a pull, the vase on the table overturned directly. The water in the bottle wet a large area on the table and dripped onto the carpet.
Mr. Yan was so angry that he stood up, pointed at her and was speechless for a long time, and finally cursed: "Write a ten-page self-reflection report tonight, hand it in tomorrow morning, and read it in front of the whole company during the morning meeting."
Such a social death thing, if you encounter social fear, it is simply more terrifying than being expelled.
The six demons just stood at the door of the private room, looking at the disaster scene inside, which was comparable to the collapse of a dojo.
Mr. Yan also saw them, and showed a polite business face, "Mr. Ning? Please come in quickly. I'm really sorry that you saw this scene."
Mr. Ning also stepped forward, shook hands with the other party, smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Yan, we have just arrived."
"I have admired his name for a long time, and now that I have seen him, he is truly a hero. Please take a seat." Mr. Yan praised him.
Then he turned around and told Bo Xiaoni, who was standing there with his head bowed to admit his mistake, "Why are you still standing there? Ask someone to come in and clean up, and then serve the food. Don't mess up again this time. The food is carefully prepared. If it is overturned, it will be too late." Done."
In the latter sentence, he seemed to grit his teeth and emphasized his tone, as if if he didn't remind her like this, Bo Xiaoni would definitely mess up.
"I understand." Bo Xiaoni went out aggrievedly.
After a while, someone came over to clean up the water stains, changed the tablecloths and vases, and quickly set the table again.
When Bo Xiaoni came back with a bad expression, she saw that Mr. Yan and Mr. Ning were already chatting.
She put on a flattering smile, entered the room and sat on the other side of Mr. Yan, "Mr. Yan, I have notified the kitchen to serve the food."
"Okay." Mr. Yan responded and continued chatting with Mr. Ning about home affairs.
What are your hobbies? How many people are in your family? Are you married or single? How about I introduce you to some beautiful female ghosts?
What is your impression of the underworld? Is the museum interesting? The performance of the Ghost Bride inside is pretty good.
Mr. Ning was able to handle this kind of aunt-level conversation with grace and grace. He didn't say anything serious, but could make Mr. Yan laugh from time to time.
Jiu Motoko listened to the two of them chatting, and it turned out that the CEOs talked about this kind of topic.
I thought we would chat...
Jiu Motoko was silent. She really didn't know what real CEOs would talk about.
In TV dramas, only villain bosses who engage in illegal business will sit together and talk about the inside story of the business.
As for the male protagonist, if he is involved in a business discussion, he will close the folder, end the handshake, and say happy cooperation.
Probably, the person who took the photo didn’t know either.
Jiu Yuanzi did not squeeze Mr. Ning to sit, but sat close to Bo Xiaoni. There were fewer people and a larger table, almost two bodies away from her.
Suddenly, she saw that Bo Xiaoni's calf was purple and blue, as if she had been hit hard by something.
Can ghosts be beaten too?
She then asked in a low voice: "Why is your calf injured?"
Bo Xiaoni looked down, subconsciously shrank her legs, and then said with a naive smile: "In the afternoon, I fell down the stairs. It's okay. The main reason is that I am clumsy and can't do anything well."
Really?
That's really stupid.
Mr. Ning's plan to deceive people was on the right track. Jiu Yuanzi felt that there was no need for him to continue to have feelings for Bo Xiaoni, so he stopped paying attention to her for the time being and concentrated on waiting for the food to be served.
Fairies are such emotionless existences.
The dishes were finally served. They were colorful and appetizing. Motoko had never seen every dish before.
But that’s not the point. These dishes have a strong aura and are definitely not made from shit.
Although Jiu Motoko reported the names of the ingredients, she had never seen any of them, but this aura couldn't deceive anyone.
Even the freshness is very high, as if Xiaogui went to the kitchen to pick it fresh after making a phone call.
"Everyone, please have a try. These are the specialties of our imperial city. Everything is rare in the world." When Mr. Yan saw the dishes coming, he picked up his chopsticks and greeted Mr. Ning to eat.
The four ferocious beasts had already picked up the chopsticks without even needing to greet them. With such rich spiritual energy, they were already ready to move.
Jiu Yuanzi also picked up the chopsticks, and just as he was about to pick up a shrimp with blue spots in front of him, he saw Bo Xiaoni and Mr. Yan holding the dish and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
The speed of the two of them was like two hungry ghosts, sweeping away the food on the table like a whirlwind. It looked like they had not eaten for at least eight hundred years.
The wild eating behavior of the two scared Jiu Yuanzi and the others. Mr. Ning looked at them in shock and put down his chopsticks in a daze.
The nine plates of food had changed from their original appearance. The large pieces of meat and vegetables had long been taken away by Mr. Yan and his intern secretary. They swallowed the food without chewing it at all.
If it weren't for their instinctive restraint, it felt like they would have jumped onto the table, hugging the plate and chewing on it.
The six demons didn't dare to pick up food.
These two ghosts created a powerful food-protecting aura, which made people suspect that if they really dared to pick up some food, they would eat them as extras.
In less than three minutes, the table was full of dishes, leaving only the remains of soup and sauce, and even the side dishes were scooped up by the two of them.
Jiu Yuanzi didn't even put down his chopsticks. It's not as if Mr. Ning had anticipated this situation.
When all the dishes were gone, Mr. Yan and Bo Xiaoni stopped using their chopsticks. Then they looked at the empty plates on the table, and their expressions suddenly changed.
Afterwards, the two ghosts were silent for a while.
Mr. Yan was still able to hold on to the situation. He coughed and said, "Mr. Ning, just have a good night's rest here tonight. Our business will be done as you and Secretary Bo said. It's settled."
"It's just about opening up trade routes and other matters. We need to talk about it a few more times."
"By the way." He remembered something and turned to Bo Xiaoni and said, "Secretary Bo, go look for the blank copy of the book of life and death tonight. This is unique to us. Bring a few copies to Mr. Ning tomorrow to do some work." A memorial.”
The Four Fierce Beasts and Jiu Yuanzi looked at Mr. Yan in shock, and then turned to look at Mr. Ning in admiration, who had an unchanging expression and was extremely calm.
Is there any other mission like this?
Especially the four ferocious beasts, they have never found it so easy to steal the dojo's spiritual guidance.
Just tell a few lies, then visit the city, and finally watch the other person eat a meal, and then you get the things.
Is it that this CEO is lucky or is he capable of completing the task like this? I can’t figure it out!
But is this hell serious?
Just giving away the blank book of life and death is really not taking things seriously. Judging from their looks, the dishes on the table are probably more important than the Book of Life and Death.
It was an eye-opener for Jiu Yuanzi. Of course, it was not about the appearance of the CEO of Underworld, but Mr. Ning's coquettish operation.
If such a person were to improve his cultivation level, who would be able to take advantage of him? He is so calculating.
Especially now, when the mission was about to be completed, his expression was very calm, as if he had known that this would happen.
Mr. Ning is really stable. If you meet him in the dojo in the future, why not continue to team up with him and not charge him for protection money?
Mr. Yan and the others seemed to have forgotten that the six guests had not eaten at all, so they were led directly to the hotel next door and six luxury suites were opened for them to stay.
The four evil beasts stayed up in their own rooms and huddled together in one room to guard against being plotted by ghosts at night.
Jiu Motoko didn't have such worries. She sat on the window sill and looked at the underworld sky at night.
There are no stars in the sky, only a moon that comes from nowhere, emitting a faint red light.
The moon of the underworld is red, which is very consistent with the identity of the underworld, because the real moon will never appear here.
In Mr. Ning's room, Mr. Yan and Bo Xiaoni had arrived at some unknown time. They were sitting on the sofa and pushed a box to Mr. Ning.
Mr. Ning opened the box and looked at a bracelet with a skull and a bundle of thin red ropes inside.
"Mr. Ning, the red one is the yin and yang rope. As long as you put it in a specific shape, you can open up the two worlds and go directly to the room specially set up for you by our company." Mr. Yan said.
"That bracelet is called Hundred Ghosts. It can prevent you from showing the breath of a living person in the underworld. Of course, it has other functions."
Bo Xiaoni said at this time: "Mr. Ning, what our boss means is that the business can be done, but we have to see your sincerity in cooperation."
Mr. Ning asked: "What kind of sincerity do you want?"
Mr. Yan nodded towards Bo Xiaoni, and she handed over the folder in her hand.
"This is this?" Mr. Ning took the folder and opened it. There was a list filled with various spiritual objects and their quantities.
Mr. Yan said: "We need to see these things first to prove that you have the strength to cooperate with us."
It's just a joke, there is no such business in this world.
Mr. Ning closed the folder and said calmly: "Mr. Yan, business is between both parties. You are not sincere."
"We are sincere, and this is our sincerity." Bo Xiaoni suddenly stood up and moved forward. Her index finger touched his forehead, and a cold breath instantly penetrated his body.
A large number of things appeared in Mr. Ning's mind, giving him a headache, but he did not feel any malice.
Immediately, the bracelet called Baigui was put on his hand by Bo Xiaoni, and all the cold breath from her body penetrated into the bracelet.
"Wandering Souls, this skill combined with Hundred Ghosts allows you to control ghosts. There are two kinds of spells, soul control and soul summoning." Bo Xiaoni said.
"It allows ghosts to do a lot of things for you. According to you, no one cares about you in the dojo. Then you can use the corpses of ghosts inside to make them obey your orders. You don't need to control them yourself, they can do it on their own. Complete the mission with absolute loyalty and sanity.”
She looked at the bracelet and said: "Hundred ghosts can store souls. I have put a hundred little ghosts in it for you to use. It can hold up to a hundred thousand ghosts, but I don't want you to kill people and steal souls in the world. We want is a stable and safe collaborator.”
Mr. Yan said: "This is our sincerity."
"..." Mr. Ning, who was happy too quickly, reopened the folder and looked at the things listed above.
He had seen many of them on psychic treasures when analyzing the market, and they were affordable for him.
There are a few that I haven't seen before, but it should be no problem as long as I look for them, and most of them can be provided.
Moreover, this kind of forced buying and selling made him realize one thing: maybe the underworld is not as powerful and prosperous as he imagined.
They are poor, or they are in some unknown predicament and need a chance to open up the situation.
If one cannot practice cultivation in the mortal world without spiritual energy, has the underworld really escaped disaster?
At least, everything on the list can be used for practice.
Mr. Ning closed the folder, smiled slightly and said, "No problem, you will soon be able to see my sincerity after I go back."
"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Mr. Yan extended his hand to him.
Mr. Ning also extended his hand, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
