Being addressed as "President Bei" for the first time, Bei Sining felt a little smug; if he still had his tail between his legs, he would probably be wagging it slightly. Remembering the domineering CEO dramas he'd watched, he coughed lightly, maintaining his composure.
"Sit down." After saying that, he glanced at the table and then asked, "Fan Lingrou?"
This is the first human employee they hired for their new company, a connection introduced by the investors.
Bei Sining urgently needed an assistant to understand human society. After a brief conversation, both parties were quite satisfied. Today's meeting served as both a mutual interview and an opportunity for in-depth understanding; if all went well, the contract could be signed.
"Yes, Mr. Bei, you look... very familiar."
Even Fan Lingrou, a seasoned and powerful woman, was stunned for several seconds when she saw Bei Sining.
The intense beauty filter effect at close range actually exists, and it doesn't happen in front of a camera, but in a small, newly established startup.
Fan Lingrou doesn't usually follow entertainment news, let alone know about live streaming, but she saw Bei Sining's photos go viral on Weibo during the live streamer conference. As the director of public relations, Fan Lingrou had seen them.
Fan Lingrou had only come to visit.
It's hard to say what the future holds for a new startup; only one or two out of ten will survive, let alone grow to a significant scale.
But now, before even discussing salary, shares, development plans, and so on... Fan Lingrou has made a decision—to stay!
Just kidding! With a boss this good-looking, it would be an injustice if the company didn't become a hit! It's decided! We'll print the boss's picture on the cat food bags!
Fan Lingrou was so caught up in her own excitement that her mind exploded, but afterwards she had a serious meeting with Bei Sining that morning.
Fan Lingrou was very happy; the new boss was both smart and open-minded. Bei Sining was also happy; this human employee was a workaholic, doing eight jobs for one paycheck, and still seemed very happy.
Hiring humans is really cost-effective.
Overjoyed, President Bei decided to treat this outstanding female subordinate to a meal at the restaurant downstairs from the company. After sitting down and ordering, Bei Sining seemed slightly lost in thought.
He faced a similar choice when he first became the Demon King of Beiyao Mountain.
They either live in seclusion in the mountains or actively engage with humans.
At that time, he was young and ambitious, and insisted on leaving the mountain.
Humans are nothing to be afraid of. They can all speak and cultivate. The outcome of a one-on-one fight is unknown, and each has its own advantages and strengths.
Demons are difficult to awaken their intelligence, but once they do, they can live for a very long time, and their cultivation methods are also uniquely advantageous. Humans, on the other hand, are born with intelligence, but their lifespan is limited. Those who can advance quickly and live a long life are all blessed with strong fortune.
However, after years of retreating into hiding, the demon race became afraid of being beaten and wanted to live for the moment.
At that time, the handsome and inexperienced young man held the nameless sword and vowed in the main hall that the outside world was not so scary and that he would definitely lead the demon race down the mountain.
"Demons and humans can also benefit each other." The young man was full of arrogance: "Humans always suffer heavy losses when they fight us. If we are willing to sell some shed armor, fur, old beast bones and the like, things that can be exchanged for money, why should those cultivators risk their lives?"
"You see, Beiyao Mountain cannot remain hidden forever. Even though the demon race is weak, its power should not be underestimated. If there is a way to achieve a win-win situation, they will see it."
"With resources, allies, and a voice, we can become a force that cannot be easily provoked in this world."
"We will no longer be at the mercy of others!"
The young man's clear voice echoed in the hall, and a small insect hung from the vermilion beam... No one spoke.
The elders looked at each other, finding the statement absurd and laughable.
The young man gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury, when suddenly a ring of hairy little demon heads appeared around him.
"The king is angry!" "The king..." "The king will eat all those who disobey!"
The young man suddenly smiled, brightening the entire hall. He stopped trying to persuade them and simply said, "I didn't consult you, so you all have to listen to me."
Despite the opposition, the Demon King initially faced numerous obstacles. But perseverance always pays off. Ten years, fifty years, a hundred years, three hundred years... the blueprint he had drawn up gradually came true.
However, he underestimated human greed.
"President Bei?" Fan Lingrou waved her hand. "I'm asking what you'd like to drink."
"Water." Bei Sining snapped out of her reverie and looked at the beautiful woman before her. She possessed many admirable qualities that humans share—she was incredibly hardworking and ambitious.
“Let me ask you,” Bei Sining suddenly said, “if you were offered a higher-paying job, would you take it?”
Fan Lingrou was taken aback by the question and answered honestly, "It also depends on other factors, such as the work environment, the content, and the opportunities for advancement..."
Bei Sining felt that her question had missed the mark, so she smoothed her hair and simply asked, "If, I mean if... you picked up a cat."
"Um?"
Will you take good care of it?
Fan Lingrou inexplicably received a murderous aura from Bei Sining, as if if she didn't answer this question well, she wouldn't need to come to work.
"Of course I'll take good care of you. I'm not a pervert, am I?"
Bei Sining said in a deep voice, "So, if you think this cat has... something particularly magical about it, and you take exceptionally good care of it, when you find out it's just a misunderstanding, will your attitude towards it plummet?"
"…………" Fan Lingrou: What kind of test of humanity is this?!
"There will still be disappointment, right?" Fan Lingrou tentatively replied, "When people's expectations are not met, they will mostly feel a sense of loss... But raising a cat is not about getting anything out of it, and in a few days, things will be the same as before."
Bei Sining frowned deeply: "If that person has changed, used to cook cat food for the cats, but now goes out to play every day and doesn't come home, leaving the cats hungry... what does that mean!?"
"Ah...it means...it means he's been very busy lately?"
With a bang.
It was the sound of Bei Sining slamming her hand on the table.
Fan Lingrou was startled, her heart pounding, but the furious Boss Bei was still... very handsome.
“I don’t think it’s because they’re busy at all! They’re just not paying attention! There are no excuses!” After a pause, Bei Sining lowered her voice: “...humans.”
Bei Sining ate a lot at this meal, which was hard for him as he hadn't been eating much salt and sugar lately.
After finishing the main course, I specifically ordered a chocolate cake and coldly asked the waiter for extra chocolate.
Fan Lingrou accepted her boss's somewhat eccentric personality with unprecedented speed, and probably attributed 80% of the credit to her boss's good looks.
After seeing off her new subordinates who had other things to do in the afternoon, Bei Sining couldn't bear to part with her sweet milk tea, so she ordered another cup and sat down in the restaurant.
He slowly pulled out his phone, which he had been avoiding for a long time, and fiddled with it for a while before finally turning it back on.
He both hated and admired humanity.
In his world, monks also devised various methods for sending messages and leaving photographs.
In this world devoid of spiritual energy, humanity still achieved its goals in another way. Even mortals lived lives just as vibrant as those of cultivators.
The game world is fresh and interesting, with all sorts of other entertainment constantly emerging. It seems that despite its short lifespan, the world is developing faster and better.
The phone lit up, and after the missed calls and various text messages finished ringing, Bei Sining slowly tapped the WeChat icon.
[Wen Zheng]: Call me back when you have time.
[Wen Zheng]: I saw it and replied to me.
[Wen Zheng]: Are you there?
[Wen Zheng]: Bei Sining, let's talk. I'll be waiting for you in the game.
[Wen Zheng]: I waited until you came online.
He likes me.
Bei Sining belatedly felt sad.
Why does he like me? And why does he need to know so much?
Bei Sining could no longer deceive himself; he knew Wen Zheng must have some evidence. He wasn't one to easily doubt, and he wouldn't easily overturn what he had proven.
He pretended to talk to the cat about Bei Sining, but he was actually talking to him. Wen Zheng stared at himself countless times.
Bei Sining lowered her eyelashes, looking at the milk tea that rippled with her breath.
He won't admit it.
Big Black is just an ordinary cat.
If Wen Zheng doesn't want to raise it anymore... Bei Sining pinched his knuckles, leaving a white mark, and he would make Dahei disappear.
If an animal jumps off a rock and breaks its leg, it will never jump off that rock a second time; that's in its nature.
The cat demon Si Ming pressed her hands tightly, thinking that Wen Zheng was just a human.
Greedy, lustful, and ambitious humans.
A jumble of thoughts raced through his mind when he suddenly heard a faint clicking sound.
"?"
With a flick of his hand, a corner of the table that he had slapped earlier broke off.
"Sir..." the waiter ran over tremblingly, "You'll have to pay for damaging the table..."
Bei Sining was numb: "…………Ah".
It's still very fragile!
How could such a human being be worthy of him!
Author's Note: Zhengzheng, who is greedy, lustful, and ambitious: ? ? ? I'm really not lustful, thank you. It's not that I made you look like that.
(Finally, one more major event is about to be completely exposed! The turning point was written rather slowly, going back and forth and revising many times, the speed slowed down to the point where I wanted to cry... I'm really kneeling down to my little readers for following such a stupid author. I'm no longer making any update promises. If you can't wait, you can save it and read it in a week!)
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Chapter 72
The Cold War is escalating.
Wen Zheng went online again before dinner and waited for Bei Sining for two hours. Afterwards, he made meatballs for Da Hei with a dark face, but the cat only ate half of them.
Interpreting this as a protest from the cat spirit, Wen Zheng decisively poured out the rest.
Dahei wagged its tail irritably, turned on the TV and ignored everyone. Wen Zheng sighed, put on his clothes and went out.
As he passed through the living room, Dahei was clearly very attentive, its ears constantly following his footsteps.
Before leaving, Wen Zheng said, "I'm going to Bai Shuang's place, you stay at home." Not satisfied with that, he added, "Bei Sining is an idiot."
"Roar!?" Big Black's eyes widened, revealing a fierce glint, but the door closed mercilessly, leaving him nowhere to vent his raging fury.
Wen Zheng also needed to vent his anger, and while he was at it, he beat up Bai Shuang.