Working: Start by earning the boss a hundred million!

Chapter 98 Dating is the most annoying thing.

The young girl is focused on her studies, but Cheng Mai has no experience in this area, so it's necessary to have someone investigate who the current leading figures are and where they are.

Telecom operators and large electronics manufacturers should all have this kind of talent, because Cheng's Group mainly focuses on products and has never ventured into this area.

Cheng Mai promised to help her find a place to study soon.

"Shang Xingjian, why didn't Cheng Ming think about developing a signal tower after guarding the Cheng Group for so many years?" Technology is developing, and Cheng Ming couldn't possibly be unaware of this.

Shang Xingjian straightened his clothes, turned over and continued sleeping. "His boss is probably a blockhead."

Cheng Mai thought about it carefully. A few months ago, Jian from the business was also a blockhead. The whole small, run-down company was still in the basement, and it even had an interrogation room.

So Cheng Mai stopped asking.

Yang Fan arrived early today as well, but Cheng Mai arrived even earlier, so Cheng Mai rarely saw Yang Fan eating breakfast in such an unrefined manner.

"Yang Te Group." Cheng Mai greeted him from the side of the tea room, holding a cup of coffee.

"Chairman Cheng?" Yang Fan seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly ran to his workstation, put down his bag and steamed buns, and tidied his appearance.

"No need to rush, it's not time to start work yet, you should eat first." Cheng Mai gestured for her to eat, but his gaze swept over her equipment and breakfast.

Yang Fan looked slightly embarrassed, but Cheng Mai didn't pay much attention. "It's still early. Shang Xingjian is taking a nap inside. Come to my office in an hour."

"Okay." Yang Fan resumed her strong businesswoman demeanor, showing no gossip about the man catching up on sleep in the boss's office.

Cheng Mai walked to the office door with his coffee, then turned back to look at Yang Fan. "Special Team Leader Yang, remember, until the very last second before work starts, you do not belong to the company."

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment. By the time she came to her senses, Cheng Mai had already walked into the office. Yang Fan pursed her lips, looked down at the half-eaten bun on her desk, and seemed to be thinking about something with a complicated expression.

Cheng Mai returned to his office and kicked Shang Xingjian in the shin. "I want to eat steamed buns, the kind with thin skin and lots of filling, meat buns."

Shang Xingjian was kicked and finally opened his eyes to look at Cheng Mai, who was bent over and hanging above him. He glanced at Cheng Mai and continued sleeping. Cheng Mai seemed very sleepy. "Do I look like a steamed bun? If I do, I'll just eat you."

"I'm afraid it will get stuck in my teeth." Cheng Mai kicked him again, but didn't insist on the steamed bun.

"But what's wrong with you lately? You're always sleeping."

Shang Xingjian yawned, "Try converting the spirits of a mountain of heroes, and I guarantee you'll be in a coma for ten or eight years and won't wake up."

Thinking of the mountain of withered bones from last night, and the heroic spirits that Shang Xingjian had converted with just a few words, Cheng Mai muttered to himself, "I thought it would be simple."

After all, it's something that a business can handle with just a few words.

"Hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits are trapped on a mountain. To convert them with a single sentence would require thousands of years of magical power. Little girl, your seemingly simple sentence is anything but simple." Zhi Huihui swung her feet while sitting on a single sofa, drinking coffee. The coffee in the human world tasted like Chinese medicine. How could this little girl love this so much?

Cheng Mai felt a little awkward being called "little girl" by the child, but she didn't dare to say anything out of line.

"Moreover, in this world, as far as I know, there was one person who could convert hundreds of thousands of heroic souls with a single sentence. However, that person fell into the Avici Hell, so now only the boss can do it." Zhihuihui said, giving up the coffee. Sure enough, juice suited her taste better.

"Boss, do you know who that person was a thousand years ago? It's only right that you can save him, after all, your magic power is profound and a few thousand years won't make a difference. But who was that person a thousand years ago?" Zhihui asked curiously. A thousand years ago, she was still cultivating in the mountains and didn't know. By the time she found out about this, everything had already settled down, and the person had entered the Avici Hell. No one dared to mention this matter, so she naturally only knew a little bit about it.

"Guess." Shang Xingjian didn't even open his eyes, but his words were infuriating.

Cheng Mai had a vague premonition, so she asked again, "What is the Avici Hell?"

"It's an upgraded version of the eighteen levels of hell. In the Avici Hell, you have to endure torture every day and experience the most painful period of your life every day. Anyway, it's a terrifying place. Even a god would have a layer of divinity stripped away if he went there, right, boss?" Zhi Huihui knew that Shang Xingjian had been there, and that Shang Xingjian had gone there by himself. No one knew why.

Rumor has it that he went there to look for someone.

Cheng Mai's doubts grew. She had thought it was Cheng Ming's past life who had been there, but after hearing Huihui's words, why did she feel that the person should have a close relationship with Shang Xingjian?
However, Cheng Ming and Shang Xingjian don't seem to have much interaction; they aren't even on the same side.

Of the twelve supreme gods, Cheng Mai currently only knows Shang Xingjian and the God of Wisdom, Sui Xing. She doesn't know who the other ten are.

Is the merchant looking for them?

"Don't let your mind wander," Shang Xingjian suddenly interrupted Cheng Mai's thoughts.

Cheng Mai looked at the sleeping person with a chill in his eyes, "If you don't say anything, I can only speculate. I'm not someone you can see what's going on in your head."

Upon hearing this, Shang Xingjian shamelessly laughed.

Cheng Mai angrily raised her hand to hit him, but before she could strike, Shang Xingjian suddenly reached out to her, his palm revealing a steamer of buns. Shang Xingjian opened his eyes at that moment, "Freshly baked, eat up."

Zhi Huihui rolled her eyes and jumped off the single sofa. "I can't bear to look! Am I blind? Shen Luo, is your boss out of his mind?"

Zhihuihui ran to find Shen Luo. How could a dignified god do such a thing, and do it so skillfully?

I can't bear to look at it, I can't bear to look at it.

Suddenly, a steamed bun was shoved in front of him, its aroma filling the air, but Cheng Mai's first reaction was: "You bought steamed buns and then stole someone's steamer?"

Shang Xingjian sat up and placed the steamed buns on the table. "How can you call something that belongs to a deity stealing? I'll return it to him in a bit. Do you want some?"

"Eat." Cheng Mai slid down onto the carpet. Since he had already bought it, he might as well eat it.

"When did you buy it?" Wasn't he just talking to himself?

"I sent a wisp of my divine consciousness out to buy it." Shang Xingjian sat on the sofa, watching Cheng Mai sitting on the floor eating steamed buns. He smiled and reached out to pat her head. "Being able to eat is a blessing."

"Take your paws off me." Cheng Mai noticed that Shang Xingjian had recently taken a particular liking to pat her head, like he was teasing his son, which was incredibly annoying.

Zhihuihui: "..." Ah, even her wise little ears have gone deaf.

Dating is the most annoying thing ever!
And the fact that the boss actually liked this particular divination method was truly astonishing to her.