Working: Start by earning the boss a hundred million!

Chapter 24 Fool, Go Back
Cheng Mai examined the merchant's brief account and found nothing unexpected.

"I really want to visit this Xuantian Temple myself." Cheng Mai closed the file, eager to go.

Shang Xingjian glanced at her and said, "Delivery to your door is a good idea."

After saying that, he got up and left.

Cheng Mai cursed under his breath and handed the document back to Shen Luo. "I'm going home now, I'm so sleepy."

Shen Luo nodded. Meetings are indeed very tiring.

Cheng Mai got into the car and said he was going home. He then hugged a cushion and dozed off in the back. Zhou Shen was in the car, and Shang Xingjian said that he was a special forces soldier before his death, so Cheng Mai was quite relieved.

There's no other reason than that I have complete confidence in my special forces soldiers.

Cheng Mai fell asleep soon after, unaware of when Shang Xingjian appeared beside her.

"Boss." Zhou Shen greeted the boss as soon as he appeared.

"You go back first," Shang Xingjian told Zhou Shen to leave.

Zhou Shen was stunned for a moment, seemingly not understanding. Wasn't his mission to protect Xiao Cheng 24 hours a day?

While he was still in a daze, Zhou Shen was given another casual glance by his boss, and he immediately realized what was happening!
With the boss around, what danger could Xiao Cheng possibly face?
After thinking it over, Zhou Shen left and returned to the company.

After returning home, Shen Luo was still curious about why he had come back early.

Zhou Shen: "The boss personally escorted General Manager Cheng back home; he's very safe."

Shen Luo nodded to indicate that he understood.

Hu Hu, who was putting on makeup to prepare for her date, clicked her tongue and said, "It's even more dangerous now."

"What did you say?" Shen Luo didn't hear clearly.

After finishing her makeup, Hu Hu twirled in front of Zhou Shen and asked, "Does it look good?"

Zhou Shen looked at him with disgust: "They ate several children."

"You straight man, get out of here!" Hu Hu said fiercely, picking up her bag and walking out. "I'm going on a date, don't look for me before dawn."

Zhou Shen looked at her twisted waist and felt even more disgusted. "Why did she say it was more dangerous for the boss to escort President Cheng?"

Shen Luo: "How would I know?"

Perhaps this ancient fox spirit is mentally unstable.

Cheng Mai slept the whole way, and didn't wake up even when the car stopped in the underground parking garage. She had no idea when she fell asleep on Shang Xingjian's lap.

Shang Xingjian looked down at Cheng Mai. If Cheng Mai was the chosen successor of the God of Wisdom, then he should have accumulated great merit through countless lifetimes of good deeds.

However, Cheng Mai possessed no merit.

Yes, there is no merit involved.

Cheng Mai slowly woke up, and in his confused state, he used Shang Xingjian as a pillow, turned around, stretched, and then hugged Shang Xingjian's waist.

"What time is it? Have we arrived yet?"

Suddenly, Shang Xingjian was hugged around the waist, and Cheng Mai's small face was buried in his waist. Through the thin clothes, he could feel Cheng Mai's breath.

Hot!

Shang Xingjian took a deep breath.

Cheng Mai snapped out of his daze, suddenly realized what was happening, and as he abruptly stood up, his head bumped into Shang Xingjian's chin.

There was a bang.

One person covered their head, the other their chin; neither could bear to see the other doing well.

Shang Xingjian probably didn't expect that this head, though small, was quite hard; his chin was really hurt from the impact.

Cheng Mai clutched his head, tears welling in his eyes from the pain, his eyes red.

"You, what are you doing in my car?" Cheng Mai's voice trembled with pain as she stared at Shang Xingjian, only to suddenly notice the marks on Shang Xingjian's clothes around his waist.

Seemingly realizing something, Cheng Mai suddenly wiped his mouth.

Shame!

I've never been so humiliated in my life.

Shang Xingjian looked down and saw the wet patch, clicking his tongue. Cheng Mai leaned back in his chair, pretending to be dead; life was short, it would be over soon.

But the thought of having to face him even after death made Cheng Mai even angrier.

"It's not too much to ask for a replacement garment, is it?" Shang Xingjian didn't miss any opportunity to extort money.

Cheng Mai was pretending to be dead, pondering whether the talisman from before could still be used and whether it could make her soul disappear.

Seeing that she didn't react, Shang Xingjian raised his hand and placed it on her head.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Mai asked defensively immediately.

"Does your head not hurt anymore?" he said, his palm slightly warm as he placed it on the spot where she had been bumped.

Cheng Mai wanted to say something, but since the places Shang Xingjian had touched were indeed much more comfortable, she wasn't going to make things difficult for herself.

Even after the pain in his head subsided, Shang Xingjian's hand remained on his head.

Cheng Mai: "It doesn't hurt anymore, how much longer do you want to leave it on?"

Merchant Jian paused for a moment before removing his hand.

"Do you really want to go to Fengcheng?"

"It's not like I have to go. Let's wait for Xiao Qian's news first," Cheng Mai said, then yawned. "Going back to sleep, goodnight, boss."

The boss didn't say goodnight to her, or even respond to her.

Cheng Mai didn't mind and got out of the car to go back to sleep.

"Cheng Mai".

"What?" Cheng Mai looked at the boss in the car in a daze, waiting for the boss to speak.

"Fool, go back." After saying that, Shang Xingjian disappeared.

clam?
This sentence really got Cheng Mai excited. Did he call her over just to yell at her?

This boss has some serious illness!

No, it's not just a little, the boss has a serious illness.

The next day, Xiao Qian went to Fengcheng with Boss Zhu, bringing with her a demon, a ghost, and two young Taoist priests.

The young Taoist priests were mainly used to gather intelligence on the Xuantian Temple.

As for the price, Mr. Zhu and Mr. Hu discussed it, and it is said to start at one million. In addition, Chengmai also received a one million red envelope.

Cheng Mai clicked his tongue. "President Zhu is indeed rich."

Cheng Mai deposited the money into Xuan He's public account, which greatly eased Xiao Wang's financial burden.

"This month we've added seven or eight thousand employees, and salaries have become a huge expense." Shen Luo's head was spinning just thinking about it.

"It's definitely more satisfying to work for free," Shen Luo sighed.

Cheng Mai leaned against the front desk eating a jianbing (Chinese crepe). "This company is amazing. If this got online, it would be cyberbullied."

The merchant glanced at her jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), took a few steps, then turned back and took it from her.

"Mine!" Cheng Mai cursed.

Shang Xingjian turned around and pointed to his chin, and Cheng Mai immediately shut up.

Okay, it's just a pancake, right? She'll go buy another one!
Shen Luo: "Who hit the boss's chin?"

It's a huge purplish-blue mark.

Hu Hu even took out his phone and quietly followed the boss, saying, "There's actually someone who can injure the boss. I need to record this."

"By the way, that child has been staying with me for a few days now. What are your plans?" Cheng Mai has been busy lately, so Shen Luo didn't bring up the matter.

"What can you do with a child? Send him to school!" No child should miss out on something as joyful as this!

"The police station has replied. This child is an orphan. He was bullied in the orphanage before, and then he ran away. When he was about to starve to death, he met that old Taoist priest. That old Taoist priest is a ruthless person, but he was kind to this child," Shen Luo said.

"Put it under my name and send it to school."

"Registered under your name? A meteoric rise?" The eldest son of the chairman of the Cheng Group—what else could this be but a meteoric rise?
"I don't want to go to school, I want to catch ghosts!" The little boy ran over and stubbornly tugged at Cheng Mai's clothes.

(End of this chapter)