President Zhuo, my name is Cheng Mo. I am the security captain of our Hongtai Liquor Industry.
Cheng Mo spoke up, completely unexpected to see his own boss here.
Around noon, right after Cheng Weiyang arrived home, his parents called him to say his sister was back, asking him to come back for a get-together if he had time.
Cheng Mo immediately took a leave of absence and took a bus back to the county town.
He also learned that besides his sister Cheng Weiyang, some friends had accompanied her from Liu City, and they had eaten at home during the day.
Since they had come from so far away, Cheng Mo, as the older brother, naturally had to host them. So he had Cheng Weiyang call Qin Fei to see if they wanted to go out for a meal.
To his surprise, right after they met up, he saw that his boss was actually here too.
What was going on?
Obviously, having just arrived home, he hadn't had time to ask about many things. He only heard that his sister's friends had tagged along, completely unaware of who these people were, nor did he know that his sister was now a general manager worth hundreds of millions.
The security captain of our company?
Hearing this, Zhuo Zhikuan's eyes immediately lit up.
He had been worrying about not having an excuse or opportunity to cling to the coattails of Qin Ning's group.
Wasn't this the perfect opportunity?
Oh, I remember now, you are Cheng Mo! I remember!
He made a very exaggerated reaction, so exaggerated that anyone could tell it was fake at a glance. I noticed you a while ago and always felt you did a great job and were very serious. I was just thinking of giving you a promotion. When we get back to the company, let me change your position. How about Vice General Manager?
In the entire company, apart from me, the General Manager, no one will be higher than you. I will also transfer some of my shares to you then. You absolutely must not refuse; this is what you deserve for your hard and serious work!
He wanted to advance his career too much. Compared to being able to cling to Qin Ning and the others, what did his little bit of shares matter?
Moreover, with Cheng Mo as the Vice General Manager, the company would reap many benefits in the future.
Cheng Weiyang was now a figure worth hundreds of millions. She would have to look out for Hongtai Liquor Industry for her brother's sake, right?
Then wouldn't Young Master Xia also look out for them a bit for Cheng Weiyang's sake?
And then Young Master Qin, for the sake of Young Master Xia, would also lend a hand.
Wouldn't their connections be solidly tied together then?
As long as he could cling to these people's thighs, what did his little shares matter compared to the money the company would make in the future?
Xia Fei and the others on the side were dumbfounded, not expecting this guy to be such a bootlicker, even extending his flattery to Cheng Mo.
President Zhuo, did you drink too much? Stop joking with me...
Cheng Mo frowned, a bit displeased. Although he was just a security captain, he had his dignity. How could he tolerate the other party humiliating him like this?
Unless what he said was true, then he could barely put up with it.
But how could that be possible?
What a joke. He was just a lowly security captain, and President Zhuo was actually talking about directly promoting him to Vice General Manager and giving him shares?
Cheng Mo wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing.
I did drink a little today, right at your house, but I am wide awake right now. I'm not joking with you. You are definitely going to be this Vice General Manager. I am serious, Zhuo Zhikuan said with a stern face.
This...
Cheng Mo was even more confused, unable to figure out what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd.
It's fine, brother Cheng Mo. Since he is giving it to you, just accept it, Xia Fei said from the side.
His own family was the largest shareholder of Hongtai Liquor Industry. If Zhuo Zhikuan could secure this connection with Cheng Mo, it would naturally be a good thing for their Xia family as well.
Brother, just listen to President Zhuo, Cheng Weiyang thought for a moment and also spoke up.
Hearing this, Cheng Mo looked at his sister, then at Zhuo Zhikuan. President Zhuo, you aren't trying to pursue my sister, are you? Even if you are, there's no need for all this...
Oh my, Vice General Manager Cheng, you can't talk nonsense. I could never reach as high as President Cheng. Your sister is now a CEO worth hundreds of millions, Zhuo Zhikuan hurriedly explained.
President Cheng? My sister? Worth hundreds of millions?
Cheng Mo was completely bewildered.
Cheng Weiyang, on the side, just smiled and then said, Brother, let's go inside first. I'll explain it to you later. We can't let Young Master Qin and the others get tired from standing.
Young Master Qin?
Who was this now?
Cheng Mo was completely baffled, but he quickly reacted, nodded, and then led everyone into the restaurant.
Juxian Pavilion.
This was the most high-end restaurant in the county, decorated quite decently.
Inside a private room, the Cheng siblings brought Qin Ning and the others in.
Along the way, Cheng Weiyang had been whispering in his ear, presumably introducing the identities and backgrounds of Qin Ning and the others.
This gave Cheng Mo quite a fright.
The eldest young master of the richest family in Liu City, the young master of the multi-billion Lanmeng Group, and Zhong Mingyuan from the capital.
The backgrounds of these people were more terrifying than the last.
He originally thought that President Zhuo should be the wealthiest among this group, but now it seemed he was merely playing the role of a small fry.
Especially the siblings Qin Ning and Qin Fei. Cheng Weiyang didn't tell him their exact identities, but Cheng Mo could see that Xia Fei and the others were all extremely respectful towards Qin Ning.
He didn't dare to imagine just how massive their background must be.
Soon, the food and wine were served, and everyone chatted as they ate.
Just then, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.
A plump middle-aged man walked in, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
President Zhuo, I didn't expect it to really be you. Why didn't you let me know in advance when you came to the county?
The plump man looked at Zhuo Zhikuan in his seat and walked over with a smile on his face.
Everyone in the private room frowned, and Zhuo Zhikuan did the same.
He recognized the other party as Shen Zhengtao, the Deputy Secretary of the county.
Previously, in order to attract investment for the county, Shen Zhengtao naturally had quite a bit of contact with Zhuo Zhikuan from the city, as it was the largest liquor company in Bin City after all.
Deputy Director Shen, I have important guests here today. I don't have time to talk to you about investments. You should go back first, and I will visit you next time.
After all, being the second-in-command of the county, Zhuo Zhikuan naturally didn't dare to offend him too much. However, he also didn't want Qin Ning and the others to have their mood ruined because of him, so his tone seemed a bit stern.
Hearing this, Shen Zhengtao's face predictably dropped. He didn't expect Zhuo Zhikuan to respond to him so bluntly and directly chase him away.
Where did this leave his face as the second-in-command?
Important guests? Aren't they just a bunch of youngsters? Since when did President Zhuo become so cheap? He snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over everyone present one by one.
Hearing this, Zhuo Zhikuan's face also instantly darkened.
Get lost!
Right at this moment, Qin Ning's voice rang out, with just one simple word.
Young man, do you know who I am? How dare you speak to me like that. Shen Zhengtao was truly angry.
"I gave you a chance to get lost. Since you didn't appreciate it, you can't blame me for what happens next."
Qin Ning spoke calmly. He could tell just from the man's facial features that he was a parasite. Without wasting any more words, he took out his phone and dialed one of the very few numbers saved in his contacts.
"Qin Ning, how come you suddenly have time to call me?"
The voice came from the other end of the line. It was Elder Zeng.
Qin Ning didn't reply right away. Instead, he glanced at Shen Zhengtao and then asked Zhuo Zhikuan, "Who is he?"
"Shen Zhengtao from Shishan County," Zhuo Zhikuan answered truthfully.
In his heart, however, he was quite curious. He wondered who Qin Ning was calling. Shen Zhengtao was, after all, the second-in-command of the county. Could Qin Ning really settle this with just one phone call?
That was highly unlikely, wasn't it?

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?"

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.”

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)