The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

Not long after, Feige also got sleepy and went back to her room to sleep.

Because it was raining, it was a perfect time to sleep. Feige woke up in the middle of the night.

"dong dong dong"

"dong dong dong"

Someone knocked on the door. Feige was speechless. She wondered if it was a ghost knocking in the middle of the night.

"Master, there's a ghost calling for its soul outside."

"Who"

"Two sons downstairs"

"Something's wrong, it's midnight now."

"Why would someone act crazy if they weren't mentally ill?"

"Wu Tang, let's deal with them."

After Feige finished speaking, Wutang's eyes lit up. "Master, how do we do it?"

"Hmm, aren't they supposed to be ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night? Let's pretend to be ghosts for once."

Feige smiled.

"No problem, Master, watch me."

Wu Tang went outside.

"Master, the two are drunk."

"To hell with him."

Okay.

Wu Tang took a blanket and covered his head, then he flew up.

Are you looking for me?

Hearing the sound, the two drunk men turned around and saw Wu Tang, covered with a white cloth, floating in front of them. The two men were instantly terrified and wet themselves.

"Hahaha"

Wu Tang laughed loudly, then flew around in front of them.

"Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night? It's like a ghost is knocking on your door! I'm coming to your house in a bit!"

The two of them stood up and ran. When they reached the door, they reached for their keys in their pockets, but their movements were so fast that they tore their pants.

A sharp click, exceptionally clear.

"..." Wu Tang, do you guys have to be so excited?

The man dropped his keys, and someone picked them up.

"Hurry up, I'm going in!" Wu Tang whispered in their ears.

The two of them became even more panicked.

One person picked up the key, another grabbed it, and tried to insert it into the lock, but they were too fast, and the key got stuck.

"Hahaha"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Wu Tang laughed loudly, and the two of them, flustered, tried again, only to find the key had broken.

They plopped down on the ground, their faces extremely pale, and their crotches were soaked.

The sugar floated down in front of them.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you going in?" Wu Tang whispered in their ears.

"what"

"A ghost!"

The two were shivering, their pants were soaked, and Wu Tang was extremely disgusted.

"Wu Tang, that's enough. Take him back; he'll probably go crazy by tomorrow."

"Yes, Master."

Wu Tang led the two people into the house and then left.

Back upstairs, "Master, those two scoundrels are disgusting!"

"To hell with him."

"Wu Tang, I'm hungry, go cook."

"Yes, Master. What would you like to eat?"

"It will be all right"

"Master, how about we just have noodles instead?"

"No, let's buy it at the supermarket."

"Master, it's the middle of the night and the doors are closed."

"Um, then you cook, I want to eat."

"Master, can I make you a rice bowl?"

"it is good"

Cooking rice with sugar is as simple as pressing a button on a rice cooker.

Feige took out the meat, tomatoes, and eggs, while Wutang stood on a stool to chop the vegetables and meat.

Before long, the black sugar was cut.

"Master, turn on the fire and put the oil in the pot,"

"it is good"

"Master, please go out, be careful not to get splashed with oil."

"it is good"

Feige stood at the kitchen doorway, cooking stir-fried pork with black sugar.

The aroma came out very quickly.

"Master, it's ready."

"Um"

"Master, the food isn't ready yet, please wait a moment."

"it is good"

After a while, the rice was ready.

Wu Tang scooped out the rice and poured the meat over it.

"Master, dinner is ready."

Feige placed the plate on the table, and the two of them began to eat heartily.

"Wu Tang, your cooking skills are quite good."

"Um"

"Master, is one plate enough?"

"enough"

"Master, there's still some in the pot."

"Um"

The two of them finished eating and were full, their bellies round and round.

Suddenly, Wu Tang thought of something.

"Master, I'm full. It's the middle of the night, I won't be able to digest it."

"It's okay, let's watch TV. We've had enough sleep anyway."

Wutang warns that it will "disrupt the peace."

"Just keep the volume down."

"That's okay"

The two of them were watching TV, but there wasn't much to watch at this hour; it was all commercials.

suddenly,

"Master, a fight has broken out downstairs!"

"Let's go and have a look"

When Feige arrived at the shop downstairs, she saw two men fighting.

He was muttering incomprehensible words.

"Master, he's gone mad!"

"Hmm, let's scare them again."

After Feige finished speaking, she quickly turned on the TV, and the two men who were fighting stopped.

Feige went to the kitchen and turned on the tap.

The sound of rushing water silenced them both.

"ghost"

"There's a ghost"

"Mom, there's a ghost!"

"Mom, a ghost is here!"

Two men burst into his mother's room, followed by a loud scream.

"Get out of here, you two bastards!"

"Get out of here"

Not long after, the two of them came out, looked at each other, and then plopped down on the ground.

Wu Tang scared them again.

"Yes, Master."

Just then, a veil appeared on TV, so Wu Tang placed the veil over the heads of the two men.

"Hahaha"

He laughed.

The two men were even more frightened.

"Get out!"

"Get lost, and don't look for me."

Don't look for me.

……

"Wu Tang, you're gone, you're going back."

"Yes, Master."