One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

Jiang Bailan expressed his desire to have beautiful, black hair, which is why he declined the position of head of the South China region.

"Xiao Jiang, don't rush to refuse. I understand why you don't want to be the regional manager. You've misunderstood. Being the regional manager is actually quite enjoyable!"

In order to persuade Jiang Bailan to accept the position and create a link between her and the company, Zhao Fangxu even learned some of the language used by young people.

Jiang Bailan: "..."

He wanted to ask Zhao Fangxu exactly how much fun he enjoyed it, but he stopped himself from doing so.

Xu Si: "..."

Is the regional manager having a good time?

I do not know how?

Seeing that Jiang Bailan was listening, Zhao Fangxu continued.

"A fake regional manager, formulating branch development plans, daily battling vicious supernatural criminals, struggling to control costs and budgets due to insufficient funds, managing a large area with endless tasks every day, and suffering from hair loss and baldness over time..."

"The real regional manager gets up at 8 a.m. every day, has breakfast, leisurely goes to the company to clock in, relaxes in the office while drinking tea, and uses company funds for team building activities with employees after get off work. The work is done by his subordinates. He is happy every day..."

"In addition, I can receive a large salary every month, and there are also company dividends every year..."

Jiang Bailan: "...Chairman Zhao, I'm not well-educated, don't try to fool me. Is this really the life of a regional manager?"

Jiang Bailan said, "How come this is different from what I saw in Tianjin before?"

Back in Tianjin, Xu San and Xu Si always risked their lives, frequently taking Feng Baobao into battle with them.

You asked Jiang Bailan how she knew?

That's because he was part of the fighting.

He still hasn't forgotten that back then, when he had just been brought into the company by Xu Si, and his Glint-Glint Fruit fusion level wasn't high, he participated in a melee between superhumans equipped with firearms...

That scene was more impressive than most special effects movies.

Bleeding and injuries are the least of your worries; many people eat peanuts instead.

He then looked at Xu Si and asked if what Lao Zhao said was true.

Xu Si: "..."

Taking a break with tea in the office?

After-get off work team building at company expense?

The work is all done by subordinates?

Xu Si said that with the meager annual budget from the head office, there was no way to afford public funds for consumption. He also wanted to be a regional manager like that!

Just as Xu Si was about to speak, he felt Zhao Fangxu's sharp gaze from the side.

Zhao Fangxu: "o(▼伖▼メ;)o"

Xu Si: "..."

Seeing that Jiang Bailan was still not at ease, Zhao Fangxu continued, "Don't worry, Xiao Jiang. I would never lie to you. We're like brothers. I've already found a team for you. When you get to South China, you can leave all the work to them. You just need to eat, drink, and have fun. You can come to the company for a share of the profits at the end of the year."

"Of course, if you want anyone else to go to South China with you, just ask, and Uncle Zhao will definitely take care of it for you!"

Zhao Fangxu went to great lengths to get Jiang Bailan to take office in South China.

They even brought up things like using public funds for meals.

There's nothing we can do about it. South China is a different place. As a special economic zone and an important hub connecting overseas, it has a diverse and mixed population.

Moreover, the local people have a strong sense of family and sometimes don't even give the company face.

With the disappearance of temporary worker Chen Duo, the company's strength has been greatly reduced, so it urgently needs an extraordinary expert like Jiang Bailan to take charge.

Hearing the conditions promised by Zhao Fangxu, Xu Si's eyes turned red.

He is really envious!

"That's it..."

Touching his chin, and thinking about the generous terms Zhao Fangxu had mentioned, Jiang Bailan felt that becoming the head of the South China region wasn't out of the question.

Since his subordinates do all the work, he can still slack off, do nothing, and enjoy life.

As for fighting, we can recruit Zhang Lingyu to serve us like a slave.

Moreover, there will be a dividend at the end of the year.

As for whether Zhao Fangxu would try to trick him into living the life of a regional manager like Xu Si, Jiang Bailan thought it was unlikely.

Seeing that Jiang Bailan was not as resistant as before, Zhao Fangxu, who had been laying the groundwork for a long time, finally asked the core question of this meeting.

This is also the issue he is most concerned about.

"Xiao Jiang, the fifth thing the company wants to ask you is why you want Feng Baobao to practice the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements..."

Zhao Fangxu considered asking the question in a more tactful way, but ultimately rejected all of them.

The reason is very simple.

Even if Jiang Bailan truly sought immortality, Zhao Fangxu couldn't stop her. Perhaps for the sake of world stability, he would have to plead with her to secretly carry it out...

Once Feng Baobao's secret of immortality is exposed, Zhao Fangxu doesn't know what society will become.

Jiang Bailan: "??? No, Lao Zhao, what did you just say? Say it again?"

Jiang Bailan picked at her ear, feeling as if her brain had been invaded.

Xu Si: "...No, baby? Divine Craftsmanship? Is that something she could possibly learn?"

Xu Si opened his mouth wide in surprise, as if he could swallow an egg.

He simply couldn't connect Feng Baobao with the highly difficult weapon-refining method of Divine Refinement.

This is not a joke!

Zhao Fangxu: "..."

Seeing the genuine surprise on their faces, Zhao Fangxu knew something must have gone wrong.

At this moment, Jiang Bailan also realized that Zhao Fangxu had asked them to talk because of Shenji Bailian.

But...didn't he instruct Feng Baobao to hand over the Divine Hundred Refinements?

"Old Zhao, didn't Sister Bao'er give you the Divine Hundred Refinements?" Jiang Bailan asked, his face full of black lines.

Zhao Fangxu's face stiffened. He hadn't expected it to be a misunderstanding; all his previous tension had been for nothing...

"Sister Bao'er, where's the Divine Refinement I gave you? Didn't you hand it over to the company?" Jiang Bailan snatched the spicy snack from Feng Baobao, ate one herself, and asked.

"My spicy strips."

Seeing her spicy snack being snatched away, Feng Baobao tried to grab it back, but seeing that she couldn't outmaneuver Jiang Bailan, she blinked and explained, "It's still in my pocket. Zhang Chulan told me that if I want to stay in the company and not be fired, I have to give this booklet to someone called Lao Zhao. But I don't know who Lao Zhao is."

After saying that, Feng Baobao asked Zhao Fangxu, "Uncle, do you know who Lao Zhao is?"

Jiang Bailan: "...With your attitude, if you don't get out, who will!"

Xu Si: "...My baby, you can't even get the shit to be hot before it's ready!"

Zhao Fangxu: "...I am Lao Zhao."

The three were utterly speechless.

"Uncle, you must be Lao Zhao. Here, take this booklet. Please don't fire me. I really enjoy being at the company. It's my home. I'm willing to do anything for the company and be in charge."

Feng Baobao pulled out a small booklet that was almost completely folded from her waistband and handed it to Zhao Fangxu, covered in spicy chili oil. At the same time, she began reciting lines taught by Zhang Chulan, expressing her love for the company.

Zhao Fangxu: "Is it going through fire and water, working like a slave? I really want you to get lost..."