Lin Xuan was scrolling through the comment section on Weibo.
Seeing the comments from Old Man Su and his group, he raised an eyebrow.
He had quite a few loyal fans. Not bad, not bad at all.
But what was up with them? Why were they all calling themselves "old men"? Was this some sort of weird role-playing quirk?
Lin Xuan didn't believe for a second that they were actually elderly people in their seventies or eighties.
People of that age barely knew how to use the internet, let alone engage in such fierce flame wars online.
Lin Xuan simply gave their comments a like.
Meanwhile, Su Hua had returned to the headquarters of the Su Group.
Holding her phone and reading the content on the screen, a dark, menacing aura swirled within her eyes.
Jiang Qing, following beside Su Hua, frowned in confusion.
What had President Su seen to put her in such a foul mood?
Curious, Jiang Qing leaned in to take a peek, but before she could catch a glimpse of the content, Su Hua shot her a sharp glance.
Jiang Qing instinctively recoiled, pulling her gaze back in a fit of timidity.
She straightened her posture immediately.
"President Su, um, I just glanced casually. I didn't see anything."
Although she hadn't seen the specific content on the phone, she could guess that it definitely had something to do with Young Master Lin.
"President Su, regarding work," Jiang Qing began her report, "Our project in the Yunbei Development Zone is preparing to collaborate with the Fang Group. They asked..."
"Wait."
Su Hua raised her hand, interrupting Jiang Qing. "That can wait. Handle the emergency first."
Emergency?
Jiang Qing's brows furrowed tightly.
What emergency could there be?
How come she didn't know about it?
Su Hua put away her phone and said, "Come with me to my office."
"Yes, President Su," Jiang Qing responded respectfully.
Jiang Qing followed Su Hua back to the office.
"President Su, do you need me to do something?" Jiang Qing asked curiously.
Su Hua replied, "There are many people slandering A-Xuan online right now. Someone must be orchestrating this from behind the scenes. Go and find out who it is."
Jiang Qing frowned deeply.
Someone actually dared to plot against and frame Young Master Lin? They must be tired of living.
No wonder President Su's expression was so terrible just now.
"Understood, President Su. I will take care of it immediately," Jiang Qing responded respectfully.
She turned around, intending to leave.
"Wait."
Su Hua called her back.
"President Su," Jiang Qing asked respectfully, "do you have any further instructions?"
Su Hua replied, "Arrange for someone to monitor online news exclusively. If anyone slanders A-Xuan, let me know immediately. The salary will be one hundred thousand a month."
She didn't want anything to happen to her A-Xuan without her knowing.
Just like today—if she hadn't overheard Grandpa giving instructions to Butler Chen, she probably still wouldn't know that A-Xuan was being slandered and verbally abused.
Jiang Qing: "!!!"
Just looking at online news gets a salary of one hundred thousand a month? Isn't this job a bit too easy?
Also, that is way too much money...
Seeing no immediate response, Su Hua frowned at Jiang Qing. "Is there a problem?"
"No." Jiang Qing shook her head hurriedly.
"President Su, I'll handle it right away."
Jiang Qing left the office.
Coincidentally, a programmer at the Su Group had an issue with his hand. Sometime ago, he had fallen ill, and his left hand had become disabled. He could still type code with one hand, but his efficiency had dropped significantly.
A high-efficiency, high-speed company like the Su Group had no room for a "useless" person like him.
The Su Group had already given him a severance package, and he had been fired.
In the future, even if he went to another company, his wages would be extremely low.
Despair surfaced in Wang Li's eyes.
His life was basically over.
Jiang Qing walked up to Wang Li's desk.
Wang Li thought Jiang Qing had come to chase him out. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. "Secretary Jiang, I'm leaving right now. Don't worry, I won't get in the way of the company's business."
"Come out with me for a moment. I have something to discuss with you," Jiang Qing said, leading Wang Li to a secluded corner.
Wang Li lowered his head, his face full of dejection.
Jiang Qing spoke up. "You don't have to leave."
"Huh?" Wang Li instantly looked up, stunned. "Secretary Jiang, you mean..."
"You will continue to work at the Su Group," Jiang Qing replied, watching Wang Li's stunned expression.
"My left hand is useless. Secretary Jiang, are you sure you want me to stay and work? Besides, didn't the company give me money to leave?" Wang Li thought he was hearing things.
A disabled person like him had no value to the Su Group anymore.
Jiang Qing replied, "I'm asking you to stay, but not to continue working as a programmer."
Wang Li frowned tightly.
Not as a programmer... but he didn't know how to do anything else.
Did Secretary Jiang want him to stay as a security guard?
But the Su Group's security guards were all mercenaries; how could he possibly qualify?
Then there was only one possibility: a janitor...
Jiang Qing said, "I will arrange a private office for you."
Wang Li was a bit confused.
A private office... then it probably wasn't janitorial work.
In the Su Group, those who had private offices were all executive-level figures.
Wang Li really couldn't imagine what job Jiang Qing was arranging for him.
Jiang Qing continued, "Your task is to go online every day and check the major platforms to see if there is any large-scale slander or verbal abuse directed at Young Master Lin. If you find any, report it to me immediately."
Wang Li frowned. "Secretary Jiang, just that? Nothing else?"
"Nothing else," Jiang Qing shook her head.
"Then is the salary very low?" Wang Li asked.
For such an easy job, the salary would probably only be a few thousand.
However, considering his current situation, that would still be pretty good...
Jiang Qing replied, "The salary is one hundred thousand a month."
!!!
"Secretary Jiang, are you teasing me?" Wang Li's eyes widened.
Just browsing the internet for news could earn a salary of one hundred thousand a month, plus a private office?
What was the difference between this and just handing him free money?
It made Wang Li suspect that Jiang Qing was playing a prank on him.
"Do I look like that kind of person?" Jiang Qing frowned.
Wang Li's heart pounded with excitement.
Judging by Secretary Jiang's demeanor, this seemed to be real.
Was this a pie falling from the sky?
Jiang Qing voluntarily explained, "This was all ordered by President Su. She is afraid that if someone slanders Young Master Lin, she won't discover it in time. So, she specially created this position. I just happened to think of you, so I'm letting you take this job."
"Thank you, Secretary Jiang." Wang Li bowed excitedly to Jiang Qing.
Jiang Qing said, "The person you should be thanking is Young Master Lin."
"Right, right, right. The next time I see Young Master Lin, I must thank him properly." Wang Li's face was written with excitement.
He really had to thank Young Master Lin.
If not for Young Master Lin, President Su wouldn't have created this position, and he would still be fired.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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?"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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.”
