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

"Uh..." Zhou Fengliu's expression turned slightly awkward upon hearing this.

"Actually... Na Du Tong is a legitimate company, and we... are all legitimate company employees."

"..." Feng Shayan.

This is truly... blatant lying!

...

the other side.

Zhang Chulan waited anxiously for Feng Baobao's call about her success, but she didn't answer. He hesitated for a few seconds before dialing her number.

"Hey? Bao'er, how's it going for you? Still haven't succeeded?"

"I told you, I won't let anyone see him tomorrow! If you call me again and bother me... you might as well go stay in the pit!"

After saying that, Feng Baobao hung up the phone, leaving Zhang Chulan shivering helplessly in the cold wind.

...

The next day.

When the morning sun shone on the bed, Zhang Chulan had already finished washing up. He hadn't received a call from Feng Baobao all night, which made him feel very uncertain.

I may not be confident, but I still have to compete.

He patted his cheeks to cheer himself up, and then headed towards the competition venue.

A moment later.

In the stands where Zhang Chulan was playing against Wang Ye, Xu San looked around and found no trace of Feng Baobao, which puzzled him.

"Xiao Zhou...where's the baby?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Fengliu paused for a moment upon hearing this before speaking, "We should be arriving soon, right?"

...

"Wu Dang Wang! Enter the arena immediately!"

"Wang Ye! Enter the arena immediately upon hearing this!"

The referees from the Celestial Master's Mansion, seeing that Wang Ye had not yet entered the arena, were preparing to announce the results of the competition.

"Here he comes!" Just when Zhang Chulan felt confident, Wang Ye ran into the arena, panting.

Behind Wang Ye, Feng Baobao, covered in dirt, held a shovel and, looking like a shovel war goddess, raised it and slammed it down on Wang Ye.

The force of the blow broke the shovel handle.

"Big sister! Take a good look around! You've gone too far!" Wang Ye released the spell, allowing Feng Baobao to see her surroundings clearly.

When Feng Baobao saw that this was the competition venue, she was taken aback. When she realized that everyone around her was looking at her, she picked up the shovel on the ground and ran away from the venue.

After seeing Feng Baobao leave, Wang Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, then fixed his gaze on Zhang Chulan and said with a gloomy expression:

"Well done, Zhang Chulan...you're quite the player! You little rascal!"

...

P.S.: I'm begging you all, godfathers, please have pity on this child!

Chapter 78 A Picture of Guan Zhong and Bao Shuya Under the Moon (First Update)

"You little bastard! You're quite the player!"

Seeing Wang Ye glaring at him fiercely, Zhang Chulan looked up at the sky with a slightly embarrassed expression and whistled.

"Master Wang, aba aba..."

"Playing dumb?" Wang Ye saw Zhang Chulan, this shameless woman, starting to sway in the wind, and wiped the dust off his face:

"I initially thought that lady was a brainless female fan of Zhuge Qing... but after running into you guys who know everything, I realized... you're quite the player."

"Find someone to bury me... How could you even think of that?"

As soon as Wang Ye finished speaking, the referee from the Celestial Master's Mansion looked at him and asked:

"What happened to Wang Ye just now? If you're willing... we can postpone the competition. If there's any hidden story... the Celestial Master's Mansion can uphold justice for you."

"Huh? Oh, it's nothing, just a normal competition." Wang Ye didn't expose Zhang Chulan's shady tactics. He said something to the referee and then looked at Zhang Chulan.

"Come on, Bilian, I'll give you a chance."

Wang Ye waved to Zhang Chulan.

“Master Wang…” Zhang Chulan hesitated for a second and did not make a move immediately. It was because of his hesitation that Wang seemed to have found a breakthrough.

Wang Ye slid in and tackled Zhang Chulan, then his number 41 foot began to kick Zhang Chulan's not-so-handsome face repeatedly, all the while saying:

"Oh dear, I gave you a chance but you still couldn't do it, so don't blame me, you shameless bastard... I didn't want to either, my body just wouldn't let me control it."

"Master Wang... Ya Mie Die, please don't hit my face..."

"What?! A slap in the face?! Well then, this humble Taoist won't hold back! Ora ora ora..."

A gentle breeze blew, causing the lotus flowers to sway, and the scene of Master Wang diligently sowing seeds delighted the audience.

After Wang Ye had vented his anger, he asked the referee for two servings of food, then called Zhang Chulan to sit on the ground and begin to discuss some serious matters.

"What's this Taoist priest Wang up to?" Xu Si, standing on the platform, was a little confused about Wang Ye's intentions.

"I don't know..." Xu San pushed up his glasses and shook his head. He had just finished answering Xu Si when he noticed that Feng Baobao seemed to be thinking about something.

"Baby... what are you thinking about?"

"Me?" After being called out, Feng Baobao slowly said, "I'm thinking about improving the workflow... After knocking them unconscious, I need to find a way to seal their Qi as well before burying them..."

Listening to Feng Baobao's summary of the burial, Zhou Fengliu sighed.

That's how the reputation of NaDuTong employees gradually became shady...

"To be honest, it's all Zhou's fault..." Feng Baobao thought of Zhou Fengliu letting Wang Ye escape last night.

"?" Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled: "Why blame me?"

“If you stop him, the two of us working together can definitely bury him,” Feng Baobao said.

Hearing Feng Baobao's words, Xu Si became curious: "Did Xiao Zhou go with Baobao last night too?"

"No... I was chasing after Wang Ye, and I happened to pass by the grove and saw Xiao Zhou with that woman from the Tianxia Society..." Feng Baobao described.

"?"

"That woman from the World Society?" Xu Si knew immediately that Feng Baobao was referring to Feng Shayan, and then he looked at Zhou Fengliu:

"A lone man and woman... in the dark of night, and in a fucking grove?"

Putting these keywords together, even the seasoned veteran Xu Si couldn't help but make some connections: "Little Zhou, did things go awry? If they really did, you could have made a name for yourself at the Celestial Master's Mansion just like Zhang Chulan!"

"His painting is 'Birds Flying Under the Moon,' while yours is 'Guan Yu and Bao Shuya Under the Moon.' The main appeal is excitement!"

"What the hell?" Zhou Fengliu was a little confused after hearing what Xu Si said.

What kind of management?

What kind of abalone?

How come something that's perfectly normal suddenly becomes something inappropriate after Xu Si describes it?

...

Just as the group was talking, Wang Ye finished eating and drinking his fill on the competition field, while Zhang Chulan, who had been kicked hard, looked serious and then suddenly spun the steamed bun in front of him.

Wang Ye's expression remained unchanged upon seeing this.

He just told Zhang Chulan a lot of things, the gist of which was to give Zhang Chulan the option to give up and abandon the pursuit of the truth.

pity...

Zhang Chulan did not back down despite the difficulty.

"I admit defeat, time to go back to sleep." After learning of Zhang Chulan's choice, Wang Ye shouted to the referee and then slowly left the field. His departure left the audience in the stands somewhat puzzled.

Watching Wang Ye's departing figure, Zhang Chulan felt a mix of emotions.

"Master Wang Ye, I'm so sorry, I've let you down..."

Hearing Zhang Chulan's voice behind him, Wang did not turn around.

"It's not that I'm here to make the choice for you, not to make the choice for you... The path you walk is yours to take... And the destination of your journey is something only you can experience."

"..."

"Zhang Chulan wins against Wang Ye!"

"Next match! Zhou Fengliu vs. Wang Bing!"

A moment later.

After Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye left the scene, the referee from the Celestial Master's Mansion announced the two sides for the next match.

Upon hearing the name of the God of War, the crowd in the stands snapped out of their daze from Zhang Chulan's match with Wang Ye and became eager.

"Anyone offering betting odds? Let's see how many rounds it takes for the God of War to finish the fight today?"

"Seriously? You can gamble on this?"

"Say no to gambling and drugs! Let's start with ourselves!"

"Huh? Isn't it about prostitution, gambling, and drugs?"

"That's right, I'm mortal with gambling and drugs!"

"Shut up, everyone! I'm here to have some fun! Give that bastard, the Fighting God, a good beating!"

The atmosphere among the spectators in the stands grew increasingly heated, surpassing other popular contenders such as Zhang Lingyu and Zhuge Qing, reaching a peak in popularity.

Unlike Zhuge Qing's female fans, the people who love watching Zhou Fengliu's matches don't care about the level of skill or the dazzling special effects. They just like Zhou Fengliu's simple and straightforward way of defeating his opponents.

Just like in a novel, no matter how flowery or ornate your description is, it can't compare to the visual impact of instantly defeating your opponent in the simplest way.

As for what kind of brain? Logic?

My brain is temporarily frozen; one word is pure bliss!