"The Alliance Leader must have her reasons for doing this. We just need to follow her orders."
The members of Night Rose rubbed their hands together in eager anticipation, all of them wanting to teach Jiang Yutong a severe lesson.
Jiang Yutong was still in the chip project group, listening to Lin Xuan answer her questions.
Her temples throbbed wildly.
Why did she feel like she was being targeted by someone?
Inside the CEO's office of the Su Group.
Su Hua thought of something and picked up the phone again. "Secretary Jiang, come in for a moment."
"President Su."
Jiang Qing came in with her heart in her throat once more. "Do you have any other instructions?"
Su Hua said, "Call Xuan and continue to complain to him."
"But, President Su, it's not time yet," Jiang Qing frowned and said.
Su Hua glanced at the clock on the wall.
It was indeed not time yet.
She frowned and said, "Wait, move the afternoon's business meeting forward. I'll go attend it shortly, and when the time comes, tell Xuan that I've been drinking."
Xuan had never said she couldn't drink. Drinking shouldn't be a big deal for her body.
However, Xuan had always disliked her drinking. Presumably, Xuan would quickly leave Shangqing University and rush over to see her.
This way, Jiang Yutong wouldn't be able to keep pestering Xuan today.
A dark glint flashed across Su Hua's eyes.
"Understood, President Su." Jiang Qing nodded in compliance.
Why hadn't she realized before that President Su had so many schemes up her sleeve?
It was just that all these schemes were exclusively used on Young Master Lin.
"President Su, I'll speak with the business partner to move this afternoon's meeting forward."
Since the other party was begging to collaborate with the Su Group, when Jiang Qing called, they agreed without a second word.
"No problem, Secretary Jiang. Just let President Su know that I'm heading out right now," Chairman Chen said.
Jiang Qing smiled and said, "Then, Chairman Chen, I'll leave it in your hands."
"No trouble at all, it's a piece of cake," Chairman Chen said flatteringly.
Jiang Qing put away her phone and returned to the office.
"President Su, it has been arranged," Jiang Qing said respectfully.
"Mhm." Su Hua nodded.
She stood up, "Let's head out now."
When Chairman Chen arrived at the hotel, he found that Su Hua was already sitting at the dining table waiting.
He froze.
How did President Su get here so quickly?
"President Su." Chairman Chen walked over. "I didn't know you were already here. Had I known, I would have set off earlier. I'm truly sorry for keeping you waiting," he said obsequiously.
Su Hua said faintly, "I just arrived as well."
The waiter came over with the alcohol.
Chairman Chen frowned and instructed, "President Su doesn't drink. Go fetch some of your hotel's best tea."
Su Hua spoke expressionlessly, "There's no need. Today, I want to drink alcohol."
"Ah?" Chairman Chen looked at Su Hua, who was pouring herself a drink, and was slightly taken aback.
Didn't rumors say that President Su never touched a drop of alcohol?
Not only was she drinking, but she was also drinking high-proof liquor. It seemed the rumors were untrustworthy.
Then could it be that the rumor about her keeping away from men was also false...
Chairman Chen began to calculate in his mind.
As it happened, he had a nephew who was highly capable, extremely handsome, and had a top-tier physique.
If he could get together with President Su, then his company would have absolutely no worries about its future development.
Chairman Chen quietly sent a message to his nephew.
[Xiao Wei, haven't you always admired President Su? Do you want to be with her? I'm currently discussing business with her. Come to the Junlan Hotel immediately, Room 888.]
Chen Wei's eyes lit up.
He replied to Chairman Chen, [Uncle, I happen to be near the Junlan Hotel. I'll head over right now.]
He had seen President Su once, and ever since that single encounter, he had been constantly yearning for her.
Now that there was an opportunity to become President Su's man, he naturally wouldn't miss it.
Su Hua picked up the glass and took a small sip.
Her brows furrowed slightly; then she lifted the glass and downed it all in one gulp.
Jiang Qing had just answered a phone call.
As soon as she finished, she saw that the glass in front of Su Hua was completely empty.
She was stunned. "President Su, you drank it all?"
Su Hua did not answer.
Chairman Chen smiled and said, "Yes, she drank it all. President Su really has a great capacity for liquor."
"We're doomed."
Jiang Qing felt a bit of despair.
President Su would probably get drunk again soon, and a drunk President Su was only marginally better than when she had one of her episodes.
"Chairman Chen," Jiang Qing said quickly. "Please keep an eye on President Su for me. I need to step out for a moment. If anything happens with her, remember to contact me immediately."
She needed to hurry and call Young Master Lin over.
Just in case someone provoked President Su, only Young Master Lin could save the day.
"Alright."
Chairman Chen nodded.
Jiang Qing grabbed her phone and hurriedly walked out.
Chairman Chen furrowed his brows in confusion. Why was Secretary Jiang in such a rush? What was she going to do?
Meanwhile.
Jiang Qing called and contacted Lin Xuan.
Jiang Yutong had brought yet another question to ask Lin Xuan.
"Wait a moment," Lin Xuan said to Jiang Yutong.
"Okay," Jiang Yutong nodded.
Lin Xuan answered the phone.
"Secretary Jiang, is something the matter?" Lin Xuan asked.
"Young Master Lin, it's extremely urgent!" Jiang Qing's anxious voice came through the phone. "President Su has been drinking! She drank a glass of baijiu; she's definitely going to get drunk!"
Lin Xuan frowned.
He remembered the last time Hua got drunk, which was almost two years ago. At that time, a man tried to assault Hua, and Hua beat him up severely, even taking down the entire group of security guards.
Lin Xuan could no longer sit still.
"Secretary Jiang, send me the address. I'll head over right now," Lin Xuan said.
"Okay."
Jiang Qing sent the location and room number to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan put away his phone and spoke, "Miss Jiang, I have an urgent matter to attend to right now. If you have any more questions, you can ask the others in the lab, or you can send them to me."
"Alright then." Jiang Yutong looked listless.
Lin Xuan left in a hurry.
Jiang Yutong watched Lin Xuan's retreating back with reluctance.
Now that Little Xuan had left, who knew when they would meet again.
Sigh.
This was too hard.
If only she knew where Little Xuan lived. Unfortunately, no matter how she investigated, she couldn't find out.
Furthermore, Little Xuan left this time because of his girlfriend.
Why did she always feel like Little Xuan's girlfriend was intentionally calling him away, just to prevent him from interacting with her?
However, that was probably unlikely.
She was Little Xuan's older cousin, not a romantic rival or anything. Why would Little Xuan's girlfriend stop her from interacting with him?
Since Lin Xuan was no longer in the lab, Jiang Yutong also packed up her things and returned to her company.
Upon returning to the company this time, Jiang Yutong remained just as listless.
"Why do I feel like President Jiang has looked like she's going through a breakup these past few days?"
The employees gossiped curiously.
"Right, right, right! I get that feeling too. There's definitely something going on with President Jiang!"

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?"

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

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.”