The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

In the dark underworld conference room, eight middle-aged and elderly men and two young women, all wearing crowns and dragon robes, stood in two rows on the left and right sides of a large LED screen.

On the screen, Hei Huomian sat on a luxurious single leather sofa, with one long leg resting on the other, his chin raised as he looked down upon everything in front of him.

Under his feet, a thick, inky mist flowed leisurely like a stroll, submerging his calves, making them appear looming and extremely mysterious.

Although the underworld had carried out a series of reforms and improvements to align with the human world as early as Hei Huomian took over the position of the Underworld Emperor, the Ten Kings of Hell still retained respect for tradition and stood in two rows before him at every meeting as if they were attending court.

"Emperor of the Underworld, our Underworld does not need to rely on word-of-mouth dividends, nor does it need to develop the economy. Just collecting a 5% handling fee for each payment from the human world to our Underworld bank is enough to pay for the salaries and benefits of the staff, as well as repair various infrastructure."

The Emperor Song in the third hall spoke in a calm tone, just as he always determined the punishment based on the degree of sin.

"I object too!" The Chakravartin of the Tenth Hall had a tone as hard and cold as his eyebrows, eyes, and beard.

"You've mobilized so many people to arrange a blind date, but you've ignored improving the efficiency of trials, the speed of punishment, and the speed of rebirth. Is this your purpose, Emperor of the Underworld, to integrate with modern human society, humane management, and put the welfare of the floating people first?"

"Will arranging regular gatherings for the Piao people lead them to set up illegal associations and raise concerns about illegal gatherings?"

"Making Meng Po soup is Meng Po's duty. Now, aren't the benefits of two days off a week and rest on statutory holidays in the underworld good enough? Do we need to arrange additional holidays?"

Hei Huomian slowly stretched out his right hand, grasped a heavy blue-gray jade pen that appeared out of thin air, and slowly knocked it on the void, and a clear sound of gold and jade hitting each other was heard.

The Ten Kings of Hell dared to talk back to Mu Xian, but they were afraid in their hearts. When they saw him take out the imperial jade pen, they immediately panicked and stepped back, bowing in greeting.

When the second knock was about to sound, all the Yama Kings in the Ten Courts of Hell became dazed, unsteadily standing, and their bodies began to shake.

Before the third strike had faded, the Hades Emperor Muxian had already appeared before the Kings of Hell in the Ten Courts of Hell, shocking all the gods to kneel down in salute.

Mu Xian calmly accepted the salutes from the Ten Kings of Hell, strolling leisurely in the hall, his tone lazy as if he was strolling in a garden in spring, and he was in the mood to recite poetry.

"The review is simple. All we need to do is use computers to screen out the good citizens who were law-abiding in their previous lives, as well as those who have been punished in various levels of hell and allowed to reincarnate. After manual review, we can categorize the information of those who are allowed to participate in the gathering and those who are not. Can this be more difficult than judging their sins and punishments?"

"The key to this move is to maintain stability in the underworld. Even the anxiety caused by waiting in line to receive Meng Po soup needs to be alleviated. It can also help them expand their wandering veins, enrich the entertainment life in the underworld, increase the employment rate of organization service personnel, and bring as many wandering souls stranded in the underworld under our management as possible. Why not?"

"Meng Po's soup has always been known to be hard to swallow. It was not until this Meng Po's term that things improved slightly and the complaint rate decreased. Why not give Meng Po more time to think and develop a new recipe?"

"The reform of the underworld did not start today. Please remember:"

The jade pen in Heihuo Mian's hand instantly grew into a spear.

"——The Lord of this underworld is me."

Hei Huomian swung the jade spear in his hand, put it away, and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

As soon as he left the hall, Li You appeared beside him.

Black Fire Sleeping silently recited the Nether Fire Order:

"You have twelve days to find out everything related to the missing persons case!"

Got the order!

Li You disappeared instantly.

Back at the manor, Bai Shuiru was sitting at the workbench by the window in her bedroom, staring at her phone, repeatedly checking and comparing the accessories sold by her peers who opened a store on the same platform:

A 925 silver T-shaped pin, strung with a sterling silver flat round spiral bead and four 4mm crystal beads, becomes a pendant that vividly depicts the shape of a lollipop. It is simple, compact, yet sweet and cute; it can be used as a pendant or as earrings.

The combination of crystal loose beads of different varieties and colors can meet the preferences and choices of women with different personalities.

This is exactly the same as the "lollipop" in my store!

Bai Shuiru frowned, held her chin with her left hand and looked at the detailed information of the pendant in the other party's store. After a while, she bit her upper lip, tilted her head to the right and shook it.

Is it a coincidence or plagiarism?

It’s better to contact the other party and ask what the situation is.

As soon as Bai Shuiru said "Hello, shop owner!", she received an automatic reply with the greeting set by the other party and relevant question instructions.

Both the wording and the attitude are very professional.

Learn!

In the dialog box, the system prompts that the conversation has been "read" by the other party, and the input status seems to be deleted after half a minute.

Five minutes later, the other party replied:

"No entry, fellow travelers! Lest you plagiarize or behave in a disrespectful way and burn your feathers!"

Bai Shuiru widened her almond eyes and slightly opened her petal-shaped lips.

What kind of person is this! Does the principle have to be her last name? Why can't other families have it?

This is obviously the store information I just checked, right?

Are you afraid of the rope or are you feeling guilty?

Bai Shuiru took a deep breath and replied:

"Shopkeeper, I just said hello."

"You just said hello?! You copied my 'lollipop' pendant and you still have the nerve to come into my shop!! Do I have to give you the chance to copy my other works?!"

Bai Shuiru typed in unhappily: "I would rather say, owner, you stole my line."

"Thief, catch the thief! What makes you say I plagiarized you?!"

It seems that I am the Nth rope.

Bai Shuiru sat cross-legged on the carpet with a self-deprecating look, stroking Youtiao's back hair with a slightly heavy hand.

Youtiao hummed with satisfaction and simply lay on his side on the floor.

Could it be that I am too worried?

Bai Shuiru unwillingly picked up the phone again and saw the other party snapping back:

"What evidence do you have that I plagiarized you?!"

"From lollipops to sunflowers, they are all my own original creations!"

Bai Shuiru's blood pressure immediately rose, her face flushed red, and she quickly pressed the button to refute:

"I never denied your originality. The accessories used in the pendant are not rare."

“Besides, the world is so big. If someone on the other side of the world captures the same inspiration as me, I will just think it is a coincidence and fate.”

Bai Shuiru paused, then typed in:

"We all enjoy handicrafts as a hobby. There should be no conflict between making a living and pursuing love, so I just want you to remove the word 'original' from the title of the pendant."

"Of course I have evidence: First, I edited the accessories I designed into short videos and posted them on 'Just' as soon as possible;"

"Second, the earliest sales review for your product is later than mine."

Bai Shuiru sent the screenshots as evidence to the other party one by one.

"If you want to refute that you posted the product a long time before selling it. Then the third point -"

“Among the favorable comments you received about this pendant, the one with the most likes is:

'Ah~~~! I finally bought my lollipop! I've been craving the grass from that ranch for a month, and I searched the entire Internet. A week ago, I found this one cheaper and exactly the same!! Sisters, hurry up and buy it!!'"

"Grass in the Pasture" is the name of the online store opened by Bai Shuiru.

Bai Shuiru saw that the other party's status was jumping between "delete delete fight fight" and "fight fight delete delete", so he opened a can of ice cream and ate it leisurely, then received:

"I still say the same thing, you framed me!"

Tsk!

Bai Shuiru shook her head slightly, holding a spoon in her mouth, and re-sent her request to remove the word "original", but received a system prompt:

"You are on the other party's personal blacklist."

"You are on the other store's blacklist."

Bai Shuiru smiled sarcastically, put down his phone, stood up and was about to throw away the trash when he received a new message alert.

Without saying anything, an unfamiliar account sent a red envelope with the note "Ciba Nian Dou Bao" (glutinous rice cake with bean curd).

Isn't this the "hush money" that the shop owner just gave me?

Bai Shuiru quickly blocked the other party, threw down her phone, hugged the alpaca doll in one hand, and leaned over the table, announcing weakly:

"Youtiao, I'm not in the mood to work today~."

"Woof~."

Plagiarism is wrong.

If you have to plagiarize while doing handicrafts, it means you are killing love by making a living. Then what is the point of doing handicrafts?

However, the evidence I just presented actually had many loopholes.

However, what finally became the conclusive "evidence" was the shop owner's own behavior.

I just saw the shop owner showing a lot of design drawings. Should I get some of them too?

Bai Shui raised his hand as fast as a turtle and lazily flipped through his note paper with his least flexible little finger.

"I have to say, this record is not completely different from not having it. It's just that it's exactly the same!"

Bai Shuiru frowned and looked over the record of her nail scratches on the note paper over and over again. After sighing, she simply turned sideways and handed the note paper to Youtiao who had been circling at her feet.

"Youtiao, tell me, what the hell is this nonsense I drew?"

Youtiao looked up at the note and woofed twice.

"It's troublesome, even you don't understand?"

The little girl pouted and lay back on the table, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled, her eyes unfocused on something.

She didn't know how long it had been before she heard a car horn faintly from downstairs. The rhythm of her heart, which had been gradually calming down, suddenly quickened. She sat up straight and swallowed.

Is Heishanmian back?!

Bai Shuiru stood up and moved closer to the window, and sure enough, she saw Hei Huomian's car slowly driving into the garage inside the house. She turned around and looked at the packed suitcase and licked her lips.

If Heishenmian is really not satisfied with my performance during the probation period, then I will ask him to extend my probation period to half a month. In short, I will try to stabilize my main business, food and accommodation.

"Youtiao, let's go and flatter the boss!"

Bai Shuiru and Youtiao hurried downstairs, and Youtiao rushed out of the mansion before her to meet Heihuowan.

Nuo Tuanzi led his dog around Bai Shuiru twice, "You Tiao, let's go play in the yard."

"Wang!"

Bai Shuiru worriedly warned: "Wanwan, run slower. Watch the road carefully and don't fall."

"I got it, sister!"

"Wow, wang wang!"

Bai Shuiru still couldn't see Hei Huomian, so she looked at the butler who was carrying the little master's schoolbag.

"Uncle Nan, is Mr. Hei drinking tea in the garden?"

"The young master hasn't come back yet."

"Oh." The little girl pursed her lips somewhat angrily.

Okay, then I'll go wait in the yard.

Uncle Nan turned around and watched Bai Shuiru walk towards the garden. Soon she was playing with the young master and the puppy. He couldn't help but smile and nod.

Miss Bai is very dependent on the young master, and gets along well with him.

This is good.