Jiang Manting arrived at Tianmu Group, and Lei Hui personally received her.
"President Jiang," Lei Hui spoke up, "I didn't know you were coming. I apologize for the poor reception."
Jiang Manting replied, "It's fine, I just arrived as well."
"Mr. Lei."
Jiang Manting continued, "I heard that President Lin has come to the company."
Lei Hui paused in surprise.
He quickly understood. Without a doubt, Jiang Manting was here for their boss.
Also, the collaboration between the Jiang Group and Tianmu Group was probably because of the boss as well.
Lei Hui also really wanted Lin Xuan to acknowledge his Jiang family members. He nodded and said, "Yes, the boss arrived at the company not long ago. May I ask why President Jiang is asking about this?"
Jiang Manting said, "I want to discuss this collaboration with President Lin personally. I wonder if that would be convenient?"
A knowing look appeared on Lei Hui's face.
It seemed the Jiang family really hoped the boss would return to them.
The Jiang family was a military and political lineage with good character. If the boss acknowledged them, he would definitely be able to feel the familial love he had missed out on in the Lin family.
"Alright."
Lei Hui nodded, "I'll go talk to the boss."
Jiang Manting nodded in agreement. "Mr. Lei, sorry for the trouble."
"No trouble at all," Lei Hui shook his head. "President Jiang, please wait in the conference room."
"Mhm," Jiang Manting nodded.
As Lei Hui walked toward Lin Xuan's office, he thought that if he directly asked the boss to go talk about the collaboration with President Jiang, he might be rejected.
He had to find a way to make the boss agree to see President Jiang.
What method should he use?
Lei Hui pondered.
Thinking of something, Lei Hui's eyes lit up slightly.
"I've got it!"
This method would definitely work.
Lei Hui knocked on the door and entered Lin Xuan's office.
Lin Xuan had just finished answering a computer question for an employee and was about to start reviewing documents again.
Lei Hui popped up.
"Um, boss, I have something to talk to you about," Lei Hui said with a beaming smile.
"What is it?"
Lin Xuan put down the pen in his hand and rubbed his temples.
Here it comes.
That feeling of Lei Hui smiling with ill intentions was back.
"Boss, it's like this," Lei Hui rubbed his hands together and said. "We have a major collaboration, and the partner has already arrived at our company. Do you want to go over and talk to them?"
"You can just go talk to them," Lin Xuan said casually.
"Boss," Lei Hui said, "I originally planned to go talk to them myself, but since you're at the company, I thought it would be more secure for you to handle it."
Lin Xuan flatly refused, "I'm not going."
Talking about a collaboration would take at least an hour. Coupled with processing these documents and solving the employees' problems, he probably wouldn't even finish by the time work ended.
Lin Xuan said, "If this collaboration works out, great. If not, forget it. We're not short on this bit of money."
Lei Hui was speechless.
Could the boss be considered rich and capricious?
"Boss," Lei Hui began to negotiate terms with Lin Xuan. "This collaboration is extremely important to our company."
This involved the company's background; how could it not be extremely important?
"If you're willing to go, you won't need to process any documents for the next month. As for those trivial questions from the employees, I'll fend them off for you too."
Lin Xuan stroked his chin.
This deal wasn't bad.
"Deal," Lin Xuan nodded.
Lei Hui mentally cheered with a yes.
"Boss, let me introduce this collaboration to you."
Lei Hui took out the prepared documents and started explaining to Lin Xuan.
Five minutes later, Lei Hui closed the file.
"Boss, that's the general situation of this collaboration. My secretary is quite familiar with it, so I'll have my secretary go with you."
However, the secretary probably wouldn't be of any use.
Jiang Manting was only collaborating with Tianmu Group because of the boss. With the boss there, it was likely that Jiang Manting would accept whatever terms were proposed.
Lin Xuan looked at Lei Hui in confusion, "Uncle Lei, aren't you coming with me?"
Lei Hui coughed and replied, "Boss, I still have things to handle, so I can't go."
He had to find a chance to slip away later.
Otherwise, if the boss found out the person he was going to meet was Eldest Miss Jiang, he would be done for.
"Mhm," Lin Xuan nodded, not suspecting anything.
"Boss, let me take you over first."
Lei Hui walked beside Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan kept feeling a strange sense of unease.
The expression on Lei Hui's face didn't seem quite right.
Lin Xuan paused his steps. "Uncle Lei, there isn't a trap waiting for me in this, is there?"
"How could there be? You're my boss, and I rely on you for my livelihood," Lei Hui rubbed his nose and replied. "Why would I dig a pit to harm you?"
"Mhm."
Lin Xuan nodded.
Maybe he was overthinking it.
Having worked together for the past two years, Uncle Lei was indeed wholeheartedly dedicated to him and the company.
When they arrived at the door of the reception room, Lei Hui stopped walking. "Boss, the collaboration partner is waiting for you in this reception room."
"Boss, I have an urgent matter to deal with, so I'll take my leave first."
Lei Hui slipped away as fast as he could.
Lin Xuan pushed the door open and entered the reception room.
Jiang Manting, who was sitting on the sofa sipping tea, saw Lin Xuan, and her eyes lit up slightly.
Lin Xuan was shocked.
It was actually Jiang Manting.
No wonder he kept feeling that Lei Hui's mood was off.
Fortunately, Jiang Manting was a bit more mature and wouldn't pester him like Jiang Yutong did.
Jiang Manting stood up from the sofa and extended her hand to Lin Xuan. "President Lin, hello."
"Mhm."
Lin Xuan nodded and sat on the sofa opposite Jiang Manting.
"President Jiang, let's start discussing the collaboration now," Lin Xuan said.
"Mhm," Jiang Manting nodded.
Lin Xuan was slightly surprised.
He had thought Jiang Manting would try to drag him into talking about other things. He didn't expect her to agree so readily to discuss the collaboration right away.
Could she really be here just to talk about the collaboration?
"President Lin, I hope you can set aside forty minutes so we can have a good talk," Jiang Manting said.
"Alright."
Lin Xuan nodded without hesitation.
Forty minutes was exactly the right amount of time to discuss a collaboration.
Lin Xuan placed the document in front of Jiang Manting. "President Jiang, this is the collaboration drafted by our company. If you have any questions about the specific details, you can ask me."
"Also, if there is anything in this contract that you are not satisfied with, you can bring it up."
Jiang Manting took the contract, and without even glancing at it, signed her name on it.
Lin Xuan frowned. "President Jiang, aren't you going to look at the contents of the contract?"
This was a joint project involving tens of billions between the two companies.
Jiang Manting smiled. "I trust your character and believe that Tianmu Group is a worthy partner. So, I won't read this contract."
The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth twitched.
This was truly too hasty.

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?"

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?"

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.”

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!