Working: Start by earning the boss a hundred million!

Chapter 32 has been included! Proud! Stand tall!
As the deep voice faded, Cheng Mai quickly spotted the person rushing towards him from afar.

The King of Hell in Fengcheng is also one of the Ten Kings of Hell.

At this moment, Shang Xingjian did not conceal his aura, so the King of Hell in Fengcheng was very respectful.

"What brings you here, Boss Shang?" Yama, with his protruding belly, looked at Shang Xingjian with a smile, like a Maitreya Buddha.

"If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known that in your jurisdiction, people queuing to be reincarnated could earn extra money and cut in line to survive. You're reluctant to recommend such an advanced office system to other Yama kings?"

The merchant spoke slowly, but it made Yama's back hunch lower and lower until he knelt down completely.

"Boss Shang, I'm innocent!" King Yama cried out. "That Xuantian Temple is using the name of Xuanhe Divine Lord. Even if I had a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare to disobey Xuanhe Divine Lord's orders."

The implication is that even if you have god-level cultivation talent and your cultivation level far surpasses theirs, you are still not on the same level as Xuanhe Divine Lord.

"You dare to offend me, but not Lord Xuanhe, is that it?" Shang Xingjian sneered.

King Yama knelt down and pursed his lips. "Boss Shang started cultivating late, so he probably doesn't know who Lord Xuanhe is. Even you can't disobey Lord Xuanhe's orders."

"When did he issue an imperial decree?" Shang Xingjian retorted, how come he didn't know about this?
King Yama was taken aback. This decree was issued to Xuantian Temple. It was the people of Xuantian Temple who came to borrow the soul-summoning token with the divination tablets interpreted by Xuanhe Divine Lord. This could not be faked.

King Yama thought for a moment, then took out the auspicious note from the Qiankun bag in his sleeve. "Boss Shang, please take a look. This is an auspicious note personally approved by Lord Xuanhe, authorizing Xuantian Temple to borrow souls from my Underworld."

Shang Xingjian took the admonition note, glanced at it briefly, and handed it to Cheng Mai.

Cheng Mai took it with curiosity. The inscription was made of gold foil with cinnabar on the surface, and the seal on it read "Seal of Xuanhe Divine Lord".

The inscription on the scroll shows that the deity granted Xuantian Temple the right to protect all living beings, allowing the underworld to fully cooperate and, when necessary, to dispatch the spirits of the underworld to the human world.

Cheng Mai flipped through the document from top to bottom.

"I remember Shen Luo saying that Xuanhe Divine Lord was born willful and reckless, and among the twelve True Gods, only Xuanhe Divine Lord had no seal. Boss, is that right?"

Cheng Mai asked deliberately.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yama looked up and stared blankly at Cheng Mai.

He seemed to have heard this rumor before.

"Moreover, Xuanhe Shenjun's calligraphy is quite modern." Cheng Mai handed the admonition to Yama. "Since Xuanhe Shenjun is an ancient god, according to what you said, he has been traveling in the heavens all these years, only occasionally giving some instructions. So how did he manage to bypass Qin seal script, Han history, and the five thousand years of cultural history, no, probably eight thousand years of cultural history, and write such a handwriting, well, dog scratch."

Saying it's like a dog crawling is being too polite.

He is completely unfamiliar with the five major styles of calligraphy: seal script, clerical script, cursive script, regular script, and running script.

Yama:"……"

No one has ever actually seen the God's notes.

"It is said that Lord Xuanhe can read ten lines at a glance and has a photographic memory. He can also read widely and has a stronger memory than all the great powers of the world. But this doesn't look like the handwriting of the Lord Xuanhe at all. King Yama, do you agree?"

Yama, clutching the gold foil paper, dared not speak.

Cheng Mai was also looking at the gold foil paper, suppressing his last reason: Your omnipotent Xuanhe God Lord simply cannot afford gold foil paper.

He would even go to Pinduoduo to find someone to share an order for two large packs of A4 paper that cost 25 yuan.

Cheng Mai bent down and whispered in Yama's ear, "So, this talisman is fake."

The King of Hell's eyes widened in horror as he stared at Cheng Mai. What a vicious remark!

"He was a powerful figure in life, and he has been dead for a hundred years. Yet he was completely fooled by a Taoist priest. He is not even as good as an ordinary person."

Cheng Mai: "!!!" Wait, what do you mean by "not even as good as a mortal"? Isn't that an insult to her?
right!

right!

"Boss Shang, what... what should we do? Xuantian Temple borrowed at least three hundred people from me, and they even took their soul contracts. I..."

"King Yama, don't worry, there's a way," Cheng Mai said immediately. "Our Xuanhe Technology Co., Ltd. is planning to open a branch in Fengcheng. We've already chosen the location—Xuantian Temple. What do you think?"

King Yama paused, seemingly processing the words. He had previously received information from King Yama in City A that the environment of the underworld needed to be inspected and repaired.

That sounds nice, but where's the money?

It used to be better, when people still believed in ghosts and gods, but now everyone believes in science. Their work is becoming more and more difficult, but it still has to be done.

I used to envy the underworld in City A because with business tycoons around, the underworld in City A always received preferential treatment, but these people are different.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so easily manipulated by a small Taoist temple.

"So we're going to be incorporated into the government too, is that right?" King Yama said, tears streaming down his face. "After waiting for over a hundred years, we've finally received this good news."

Cheng Mai looked at the pregnant man—no, the male ghost—crying with snot and tears streaming down his face, and clicked his tongue. It seemed that these non-human civil servants weren't having an easy time either.

"Boss Shang, just tell me what Xiao Cheng wants me to do, as long as I can do it, I definitely will..."

"The specific rules for recalling the borrowed souls will be announced by Genga later."

"But the soul contracts were all taken away by the people of Xuanhe Temple, and those souls don't listen to me anymore," Yama murmured.

“Then steal it back,” Cheng Mai said matter-of-factly.

Mainly because he spent a lot of time with the merchant, he picked up some of the rogue's air about him.

King Yama: "..." Didn't anyone tell him that this young Cheng was a gangster boss?

"The statue of Xuanhe Shenjun in Xuantian Temple is shattered, what are you still afraid of? As for those souls that have been summoned, I have a way to deal with them."

Yama looked at Shang Xingjian.

"Why are you looking at me? Can't you hear what Mr. Cheng is saying?" The implication was that Cheng Mai had full authority to make decisions on his behalf.

"Okay, okay, I will arrange it according to Mr. Cheng's wishes. Mr. Cheng, shall we add each other on WeChat?" Yan Wang moved and found that the pressure on him was gone, so he lifted his clothes and got up, took out his phone and wanted to add Cheng Mai as a friend.

Cheng Mai: "You guys are pretty advanced here, you're even using WeChat from the underworld."

As Cheng Mai spoke, he also took out his phone, but just as he was about to scan the QR code, Shang Xingjian took it back. "Shen Luo will add you to the company group. Just mention him in the group if you need anything."

After saying that, he pulled the person away.

Once Shang Xingjian and Cheng Mai left, Yama finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking about what was about to happen, he straightened his back and looked at the judge who had finally caught up, saying, "From now on, we'll be officially employed too."

The whole ghost felt incredibly refreshed.

"I heard that Mr. Cheng is now in charge at Xuanhe Technology. Have you added Mr. Cheng on WeChat?"

Yama shook his head. "Boss Shang won't allow it."

The judge suddenly realized, looking as if he understood, "Jealous! Boss Shang is definitely jealous!"

(End of this chapter)