Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five

He still hadn't found out why the Quanxing sect had come to the Tang sect...

"Zhang Chulan, you think you can use the company to intimidate me? Let me tell you, this is the Tang Sect..."

Zhang Wang also has a short temper and is the type who responds better to gentle persuasion than force. Upon hearing Zhang Chulan's words, his temper flared up as well.

"Telling me won't work... If you don't agree, talk to Brother Liu and see if he'll agree..."

Zhang Chulan pointed at Zhou Fengliu.

Zhang Chulan truly lives up to his reputation as the leader of the Thirty-Six Thieves; he's the best at shifting blame. Among those present, Zhou Fengliu is clearly the highest-ranking and the one who best represents the company.

Although he was visiting in a personal capacity, he didn't believe that Zhang Wang would disregard the rules of Na Du Tong in front of a regional manager.

After Zhang Chulan said that, Zhang Wang looked at Zhou Fengliu.

Don't say...

Even if he could be a bit arrogant with Zhang Chulan, he had nothing to be arrogant about in front of Zhou Fengliu.

"It's not impossible... we can just pay more." Hearing this, Zhou Fengliu stroked his chin to express his opinion.

"what?"

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's answer, Zhang Chulan, who had just been acting arrogantly, was instantly dumbfounded.

He turned to look at Zhou Fengliu: "No... Brother Liu, those are two lives."

"It is true that he has taken human lives, but he is also a Quanxing demon who has dozens of lives on his hands."

Zhou Fengliu said that as long as the reward was enough, he would turn a blind eye.

Zhang Chulan: "..."

"Alright, junior brother, give them the antidote first, then lock them up."

Just then, Tang Miaoxing, who had been pondering for a while, slowly spoke up.

Upon hearing his senior brother's words, Zhang Wang's expression changed, and he looked at Tang Miaoxing:

"Senior brother, are you serious?"

"Yes, very serious." Tang Miaoxing nodded.

He had his own plans... Xia Liuqing and Jin Feng couldn't die yet, and neither could Tu Junfang and Lü Liang...

He looked at Tu Junfang and Lü Liang beside him and then spoke to Zhang Wang:

"These two people also need to be saved... Quite a few people from our Tang Clan have been infected with the corpse poison this time."

"Once this matter is all settled, hand it all over to Manager Zhou..."

"Manager Zhou, what do you think?"

Chapter 277 I'm just a regional manager, what do I know about real-world tactics? (Second Update)

Tang Miaoxing's words implied that this matter was not over yet.

Faced with Tang Miaoxing's question, Zhou Fengliu had nothing to say and nodded in agreement.

Before long, the poison in Jin Feng and Xia Liuqing was neutralized, while Lü Liang and Tu Junfang were also barely alive and were sent for emergency treatment.

"Manager Zhou... wait a moment."

Seeing that Zhou Fengliu was about to leave, Tang Miaoxing said something.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow.

"how?"

...

A moment later.

Standing in the grove of trees in the old campus, Tang Miaoxing, with his hands behind his back, spoke to Zhou Fengliu beside him:

"Seeing you today, I realize the company has truly recruited talent. I am genuinely surprised by what I have learned from Manager Zhou."

"At your age, to have such strength, I'm afraid the old Celestial Master back then was probably just like this, right?"

After a round of mutual flattery to get the conversation going, Zhou Fengliu could tell that Tang Miaoxing wanted to say something else.

"Principal Tang, you flatter me. How could I possibly compare to the Old Master? I'm still far from his level..."

Zhou Fengliu wasn't being modest when he said that.

It should be noted that even at his age, the Old Master was capable of forcing opponents into battle with his every move, earning him the nickname "Brother Guaranteed Winner" in the martial arts world.

Although both are "winners," the environments are vastly different. In the era of the Celestial Master, there were countless masters, while his era is equivalent to the "end of Dharma" in novels, with few capable fighters.

"That's just modesty..."

Tang Miaoxing chuckled twice, then said with a hint of emotion:

"If the Tang Clan had a young person with the potential and strength of Director Zhou, how could the Tang Clan not prosper?"

"Speaking of which...who is Manager Zhou's mentor?"

Tang Miaoxing eventually asked the question that he was most curious about.

Apprenticeship...

Although he wasn't as knowledgeable as the old master, he was still a master of his own field. After racking his brains for a long time, he couldn't recall any other person in the world of supernatural beings with such a chaotic and unpredictable movement technique as Zhou Fengliu.

"This one... I don't have any teacher or mentor."

Zhou Fengliu naturally couldn't reveal that he was a disciple of the System Sect; he didn't even bother to make up a story for Tang Miaoxing.

"I see..."

Tang Miaoxing could tell that Zhou Fengliu didn't seem to want to talk about this, so he simply didn't press the matter further.

"To be honest, I did just see Director Zhou giving instructions to our martial arts school students in front of the teaching building..."

Guidance?

Hearing Tang Miaoxing's explanation, Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow.

Is that guidance?

He clearly threw a huge punch at those students' faces...

The headmaster of this Tang Clan is far too strict.

...

"Zhou's guidance was indeed excellent... so I suppose this is a small request of mine."

After thinking for a moment, Tang Miaoxing finally voiced her previous thoughts.

"I was thinking... while Director Zhou is at the martial arts school for a few days, could you perhaps give our students a few practical combat lessons?"

"???"

Zhou Fengliu was dumbfounded when he heard Tang Miaoxing's request.

When the forest gets big, you'll find all sorts of birds; these days, there are even people who want him to be a teacher.

He's just a regional manager... what does he know about real-world operations?

"Principal Tang, your idea is good, but don't think about it again next time."

Zhou Fengliu also spoke frankly to Tang Miaoxing without any hesitation:

"What do I know about teaching? I'm already doing a good job if I don't mislead the students."

Faced with Zhou Fengliu's refusal, Tang Miaoxing frankly stated:

"The new generation of the Tang Clan lacks practical combat experience, and your practical combat experience and focus on battle are precisely what the new generation of the Tang Clan lacks."

“Manager Zhou, I know this might be asking a difficult question, so I only asked after careful consideration.”

"What conditions can you name...?"

Hearing Tang Miaoxing say this, Zhou Fengliu stroked his chin, wondering if there was anything in the Tang Clan worth mentioning.

He thought about it for a long time... but it didn't seem like anything.

It seems that apart from banknotes, nothing else held much appeal for him.

"Well... I don't know what the teachers at your Tang Clan Martial Arts School are paid..."

Zhou Fengliu tentatively pointed at Tang Miaoxing.

Upon hearing this, Tang Miaoxing's eyes flashed with a knowing glint.

This matter... can be discussed.

“If it’s Manager Zhou who comes, then it will definitely be the highest standard…” Tang Miaoxing said.

"How many is the highest possible standard?"

Zhou Fengliu asked a question.

Hearing the numbers Tang Miaoxing mentioned, Zhou Fengliu was a little troubled.

how to say?

This number is neither appealing nor worth discarding.

It's really a useless product.

Looking at the subtle expressions on Zhou Fengliu's face, Tang Miaoxing knew that the number was too low.

As a member of the older generation of the Tang Clan, he knew the rules of the Tang Clan.

You can only kill someone if you're paid...

Judging from his conversation with Zhou Fengliu and the subtle expressions on Zhou Fengliu's face, he had a strange feeling that Zhou Fengliu was also the kind of person who would only do things if he was paid.

...

“Principal Tang, I’m not a money-grubbing person, it’s just that I really have limited abilities… Besides, I’m a company employee, and I can’t explain this to my superiors.”

Zhou Fengliu looked troubled; this was a polite way of declining Tang Miaoxing's offer.

Seeing this, Tang Miaoxing didn't waste any more words.