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

"What? You're allowed to give it, but I'm not? That's not fair, Celestial Master!" Lu Jin said.

"Um... seniors." Just as Lu Jin was talking to the old master, Zhou Fengliu interrupted and asked a question.

"So... if I really need your help then, how should I contact you?"

"this..."

...

A moment later.

Zhou Fengliu looked at the group chat on his phone, which was "far ahead," and nodded in satisfaction.

Group chat: [Senior Passion Group]

Welcome, Master Celestial, to the group chat.

Welcome Lu Jin to the group chat.

"Alright, seniors, if I have something to ask you, you can't just ignore me," Zhou Fengliu said, looking at the three elderly comrades present.

"OK..."

"Then I won't disturb your rest any longer, I'll take my leave first."

...

The three old men watched Zhou Fengliu leave. After Zhou Fengliu had gone far away, Tian Jinzhong finally spoke up: "Senior brother, are you just going to let Lingyu kneel outside forever?"

“If he’s willing to kneel, then let him kneel.” The old master was silent for two seconds upon hearing this, then said:

"If it doesn't work, send him down the mountain."

"?"

Hearing the old master's thoughts, Lu Jin was somewhat surprised: "Old master, is it really necessary? Just because of this, you're going to send Lingyu down the mountain? That child is a promising talent."

"Keeping him on the mountain is pointless; it's better to throw him down. With his stubborn personality, he'll be useless if he's not properly tempered..."

The old celestial master said meaningfully.

"Speaking of which... Huaiyi's grandson still refuses to accept the position of Celestial Master?" Tian Jinzhong asked.

"Hmm...that kid is incredibly cunning." The old Celestial Master sighed slightly, recalling the scene last night when Zhang Chulan refused the Celestial Master's ordination.

"None of them give me any peace of mind."

...

After bidding farewell to the trio of elderly people, Zhou Fengliu saw Zhang Lingyu kneeling on the ground.

"Why are you still kneeling? Alright, I forgive you. Go do what you were supposed to do."

Zhou Fengliu never expected Zhang Lingyu to be so stubborn.

"You can forgive me... but I can't forgive myself."

Zhang Lingyu said he would continue kneeling.

have to.

I just made peace with myself, and now I'm back to myself.

Stubbornly fixated on a single point!

Zhou Fengliu shook his head. He didn't say anything more to Zhang Lingyu and left with Zhang Chulan and the others.

Chapter 111 What explanation did the company's employees give Wang Ai? (Second Update)

Zhou Fengliu is gone.

After talking with the old Celestial Master, these people who knew everything about North China saw no need to stay at the Celestial Master's Mansion any longer.

As for the follow-up work at Longhushan, it was naturally handled by the East China region of Nadutong, which is responsible for the area.

As Zhou Fengliu and his group headed back home, the news of Quanxing's nighttime raid on the Celestial Master's Mansion shocked the entire community of supernatural beings.

No one expected that after the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, Quanxing would be so overconfident as to challenge the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Just as everyone was shocked by the news of Quanxing's attack on the mountain, Wang Bing, the apple of the Wang family's eye, suddenly woke up. Upon hearing the news, Wang Ai hurriedly went over to check on her, leaning on her cane.

Wang Bing was lying on the bed, grinning foolishly, drooling as he laughed.

"Bing'er!" Wang Ai tried calling out to Wang Bing.

"Aba Aba..."

"Bing'er?" Wang Ai frowned and asked Wang Bing, "Do you still know who you are?"

"Me?" Wang Bing tilted his head, his tongue sticking out of his mouth, looking like a complete idiot.

"I am...I am...I am Kun Kun! Kun, you are so beautiful...hehehehehe."

Wang Bing's seemingly insane appearance chilled Wang Ai's heart.

His great-grandson... is beyond saving.

It's ruined...

Even if you wake up, you can't get your lost soul back.

Wang Ai's hands were trembling at this moment.

If it weren't for that Zhou Fengliu... his beloved great-grandson wouldn't have ended up like this.

How could someone of such questionable character inherit the Tongtian Lu, one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills...?

Is there any justice in this world?

Is there no law left?

That old bastard Lu Jin is a fool! He actually passed on the Heavenly Scroll to someone like that...

Looking at his great-grandson, Wang Ai recalled the scene of Zhou Fengliu receiving the Tongtian Talisman, and became angrier the more he thought about it.

"Someone...prepare the car! It goes directly to headquarters." Wang Ai practically shouted.

...

A few hours later.

At the headquarters of NaDuTong, Wang Ai arrived with his great-grandson, who had become mentally unstable, demanding an explanation. He was very imposing, walking into the building with small, quick steps, leaning on his cane, shouting that he wanted to see the directors of NaDuTong.

Not long after.

A middle-aged woman with an air of nobility walked into the small conference room to learn about the situation. She was one of the directors of Na Du Tong Company and was mainly responsible for liaising with the Ten Elders.

"President Su," Wang Ai greeted the woman.

"Yes, Mr. Wang." The woman, whom Wang Ai addressed as President Su, sat down in the chair with great competence and then began to listen to Wang Ai's description of how employees of Na Du Tong Company had beaten his great-grandson into a fool.

In his account, the story takes a different turn. Originally, it was he who started the trouble, but now it's Zhou Fengliu who initiated it, and his great-grandson had no choice but to continue fighting and was severely injured.

"President Su, look at my great-grandson, the future hope of the Wang family! Look at what he's been beaten to a pulp!"

Wang Ai pointed to Wang Bing, who couldn't even figure out how to play with a paper cup, and said, squeezing out two tears as he spoke.

"To be honest... I'm here to demand an explanation from the company... The future of the Wang family cannot be ruined by that brat."

"Hmm... I understand the general situation. What kind of outcome do you want?" President Su asked without changing his expression after listening to Wang Ai's side of the story.

“Bing’er is, after all, the future hope of the Wang family. He beat Bing’er into this state, so I hope the company will deal with him severely and cripple that brat…” Wang Ai said.

"..."

"Hmm...I understand." President Su nodded, then stood up under Wang Ai's gaze.

"I will investigate thoroughly, and if it really is a problem with my company's employees, I will definitely give you an explanation."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Su."

Seeing President Su leave, Wang Ai calmed himself down a bit. He seemed to be absolutely certain that the company would deal with Zhou Fengliu.

After all, he represented the Wang family, while Zhou Fengliu, an ordinary employee with no background, had no chance of extorting the Wang family.

This advantage belongs to the Wang family!

...

After leaving the conference room, President Su immediately had someone retrieve Zhou Fengliu's information from within the company, and then knocked on the chairman's office with the information.

"Little Su."

As soon as I entered the room, a plump old man wearing round-framed glasses looked over. He was Zhao Fangxu, the chairman who was in charge of all the businesses of Nadutong. His mastery of the "Splitting Palm" technique was unparalleled.

"President Zhao... Wang Ai is causing trouble."

"Wang Ai?" Upon hearing the name Wang Ai, Zhao Fangxu raised an eyebrow: "What trouble is he causing?"

“One of our employees severely injured his great-grandson Wang Bing during the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, causing him to lose his soul. Although he has since regained consciousness, his mental capacity is... essentially gone.”

Hearing Xiao Su's words, Zhao Fangxu stroked his chin: "Which district's employee are you from?"

North China.

...

Thanks for the invitation. I'm currently in Tianjin and just got off the plane.

Not long after Zhou Fengliu and his group got off the plane, Xu Si's phone rang.

Xu Si glanced at the phone number, and instead of taking a puff of his cigarette, he answered with a serious expression.

"Sir, what are your instructions?"

"Little Four...did you make enemies with the Wang family at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony? Wang Ai even came to headquarters demanding an explanation."

Upon hearing Zhao Fangxu's question over the phone, Xu Si first raised an eyebrow, then quickly realized that it was Wang Ai, that old geezer, who was up to no good.

"Mr. Zhao, don't listen to that old Deng's nonsense... It was just a normal competition and exchange at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. Xiao Zhou has already given them a lot of face."

"It was clearly Wang Bing who couldn't beat him, but that old bastard Wang Ai started causing trouble, saying that Xiao Zhou's attitude in the competition was not proper and that he should be disqualified. Only after the rematch did Xiao Zhou go all out."

As the regional head, Xu Si was definitely on Zhou Fengliu's side, and he truthfully reported the situation to Zhao Fangxu.

"Whose fault is it that he couldn't hold on? He's just not good enough; there's no point in blaming the opponent for being too strong..."