"Hello, Manager Xiao, what brings you here?"
"I need to see General Manager Yang. General Manager Xu asked me to deliver something."
"Xu Shao?"
"Yes."
"Then you can give it to me, and I'll pass it on for you."
"No, General Manager Xu insisted that I hand it over to General Manager Yang personally."
Manager Xiao shook his head as he spoke.
The Yang Group executive who recognized Manager Xiao understood the situation.
Without further ado, he led the way.
"General Manager Yang's schedule has been packed lately. I'm not sure if she's still in her office. Come with me first."
Manager Xiao jogged to keep up.
Inside a spacious and luxurious CEO's office,
the desk was piled high with documents waiting to be processed.
Yang Jingying was busy going through them one by one.
These were tasks that should have been handled by her secretary,
but Yang Jingying had taken them all on herself!
Time heals all wounds.
Like ginger slices soaked in beer,
over time, the bitterness fades.
Time smooths out all pain.
In the blink of an eye, time flies by.
That's what most people believe.
But for Yang Jingying,
time dragged on unbearably!!!
She wished that as soon as she opened her eyes, all the pain would vanish on its own.
And as soon as she closed them, all memories of Xu Mo would disappear.
Ideals are beautiful.
Reality is harsh.
The more you try to forget something, the harder it becomes.
So Yang Jingying forced herself to stay busy.
Busy to the point of exhaustion.
Then, those troubling thoughts would naturally fade away.
At first, it worked somewhat.
But now, the effect was almost negligible.
*Clatter—*
The ballpoint pen in Yang Jingying's hand fell to the floor,
making a crisp sound.
Upon closer inspection,
it wasn't hard to see that her face looked somewhat haggard.
It seemed to be due to overwork recently.
Yang Jingying paused, then smiled mockingly at herself.
"He doesn't care, so why should you care so much?"
"Overworking isn't helping anymore. Maybe leaving this place and starting a new life somewhere else would be better."
She bent down to pick up the pen from the floor.
The more she thought about it, the more it made sense.
Once, she wanted to earn a lot of money,
so she could spend it on the person she loved in the future.
To bridge the gap between her family and his.
But now, that person was gone.
Who would she spend the money on?
Thinking of this,
Yang Jingying pushed the documents in front of her aside.
She began searching for other cities on her computer,
preferably ones far away from here.
The scenery didn't matter.
Perhaps only then
would she feel a little better.
Soon,
Yang Jingying had made her decision.
At the same time,
there was a knock on the door.
"General Manager Yang, it's me."
"Come in."
Yang Jingying didn't look up, her eyes fixed on the computer screen. "You're just in time. Help me book a flight to the Western Regions. The sooner, the better. This afternoon, if possible. A flight in two hours."
Her secretary blinked, confused, but nodded.
"Understood, General Manager Yang."
"Oh, and these documents on the desk—you can handle them from now on."
"Of course, General Manager Yang. That's what we're here for."
"Was there something else you needed?"
"I came to—oh!"
The secretary suddenly remembered why she was there.
She quickly explained the situation in detail.
*Heh heh heh* (super cold)-------------------- Damn that man!
Back then, you ignored me. Now, you're not even worth my time!
A few seconds later,
"Go and bring him in!"
"Y-yes, right away."
"Never mind, I'll go myself. You're too slow."
Yang Jingying muttered under her breath, quickening her pace.
The sound of her purple high heels *click-clacked* rapidly as she strode toward the door.
Manager Xiao was somewhat flustered when he saw Yang Jingying come out to greet him personally.
"General Manager Yang, h-hello..."
"Do you have what he sent?"
"Ah, yes, right here."
Manager Xiao hurriedly handed over the item.
Yang Jingying took it and casually asked,
"Did he say anything else?"
Manager Xiao thought carefully, then replied,
"Yes, he did!"
Yang Jingying's dormant heart reignited, beating once more!
"What did he say?"
"He told me to hand this over to you personally."
"That's it?"
"That's it."
...
"See him out!"
Yang Jingying's attitude shifted instantly.
Her tone turned icy.
She then walked back into her office.
*Bang!*
She slammed the door shut behind her!
Both women were stunned.
After a moment,
the secretary awkwardly smiled, trying to smooth things over. "Manager Xiao, General Manager Yang has been extremely busy lately."
Manager Xiao's lips twitched, forcing a smile.
"I understand, I understand. We're all women. I've been irritable lately too. It's that time of life, you know. Can't fight it."
"Would you like something to drink?"
"No need, no need. I'm not thirsty."
"Then let me walk you out. Feel free to visit again sometime."
"Of course, of course. Next time for sure."
Back in her office,
Yang Jingying couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret.
She had acted too impulsively just now.
The way she had behaved
made her look like a resentful, petty woman.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
The more she tried to let it go, the more it bothered her.
Damn it, this is so frustrating!!!!
"Just drop dead already!"
Yang Jingying's heartstrings were tugged once more.
She casually flung the document Xu Mo had sent across the room.
Her movements were smooth, effortless, and full of flair,
exuding the aura of a cold and aloof female CEO.
Yang Jingying sat back down in her chair,
but her gaze kept drifting toward the document.
Finally,
after five minutes of struggling in the abyss of blood and darkness...
Yang Jingying chose to give in.
*Sigh*... Fine, I'll take a look!
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Love it, love it~~~
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
