Translator: ChuRen/ YuQiChen
Editor: Xinghe
As Sheng Ze walked through the stairwell, he keenly sensed something subtle.
A thin layer of bluish-gray powder was spread on a small spot on the floor in the corner.
Approaching, Sheng Ze crouched down and touched it – incense ash.
Upon closer inspection, besides the smudged incense ash, there seemed to be a tiny plum blossom imprint in the shadow1AWWW ITS A KITTY PAW.
Sheng Ze squinted thoughtfully.
“Morning!” Su Ling greeted cheerfully, holding a steamed bun, patting Sheng Ze’s shoulder from behind, “What are you counting ants here for?”
Turning his head, Sheng Ze looked at the oily handprint on his shoulder with complex emotions.
Su Ling quickly hid the guilty right hand behind him, innocently saying, “By the way, have you had breakfast? I have two buns here, want one?”
Sheng Ze looked at him in silence.
Feeling guilty, Su Ling avoided eye contact.
“Heh.” Sheng Ze chuckled lightly, slightly leaned forward, opened his mouth, rolled his tongue, and swiped the remaining half of the bun from Su Ling’s hand.
Su Ling blinked in confusion, “Huh?”
Sheng Ze puffed his cheeks, glanced at him, and ambiguously said, “Didn’t you say you wanted to share one with me?”
Su Ling awkwardly took out the remaining bun, hesitantly saying, “But, I already took a bite of that one just now…”
Sheng Ze looked at him calmly, then suddenly realized, “Right, you already ate half of it, it’s indeed my loss.”
Without waiting for Su Ling’s reaction, he lowered his head, took another bite of the new bun.
Su Ling was dumbfounded: Is this how the accounts are settled?
No! Is the key to this problem really about who ate more?!
Having successfully teased the boss early in the morning, he bit into the bun, humming a tune, and happily went to work.
Leaving behind a shattered Su Ling in the fresh breeze, angrily finishing off the remaining breakfast!
Meanwhile, inside the company.
These ghostly employees weren’t fond of sleeping, so by this time, they were mostly present. Consequently, all the ghosts witnessed Sheng Ze’s beaming smile.
Wu Pan couldn’t resist his curiosity and asked, “What good thing happened to you?”
Sheng Ze glanced at him and unusually politely asked, “Have you had breakfast?”
Surprised by the attention, Wu Pan stammered, “N-No, I haven’t.”
“Oh, I see… I’ve had mine,” Sheng Ze beamed, looking delighted, “Boss brought it for me.”
Wu Pan: So…?
On the other hand, Shi Kongzang suddenly had a spiritual awakening and exaggeratedly exclaimed, “Wow, Boss is so kind to you! We’ve worked together for so long and never had breakfast brought by the Boss.”
Sheng Ze was indeed content.
Wu Pan:…
“Huh, you want me to bring breakfast for you guys?” Su Ling overheard and asked in surprise, “Why didn’t you say so earlier? I always thought you guys didn’t eat breakfast.”
As supernatural beings, three meals a day weren’t a necessity, but Su Ling ate one meal a day just to indulge his palate. Working together for so long, Su Ling had never seen everyone having breakfast, so he naturally assumed they didn’t have that habit.
Silently complaining in his mind, Shi Kongzang thought, ‘Yeah, we don’t. But there’s a big shot here who wants to show off!’
“Boss, you eat every day, we just want to enjoy the sight,” Meng Xiaoman explained, exchanging a knowing look with Shi Kongzang.
“Well, it’s simple. Wait here, tomorrow I’ll bring each of you two buns,” Su Ling considered himself a very considerate and kind boss, naturally wanting to fulfill his employees’ small request.
Meng Xiaoman:…
Shi Kongzang:…
Really, we don’t want it!
They could even feel the sudden burst of dark aura emanating from the Ghost King, without even turning around.
These two buns might just be their last meal.
The carefree Wu Pan cheerfully responded, “Great!”
Sheng Ze immediately shot him a look full of resentment.
Wu Pan: ?
What did he do wrong again?
On the other side, Mr. Qian had another sleepless night.
He got up from bed, his eyes bloodshot, his face tired. Dozens of bodyguards were arranged inside and outside the villa, and several Taoist statues were enshrined at home. But that evil thing seemed to have targeted him, appearing in his dreams.
Last time, he was chased and brutally killed in his dream.
This time was even worse – he was torn apart by dozens of rabid dogs in his dream. The dogs tore his flesh with their claws, blood spilling everywhere, but he couldn’t die, only lying there helplessly, watching his body being devoured bit by bit…
Mr. Qian covered his head in agony.
“Boss, are you sure you don’t want to invite a Taoist priest?” The head of the bodyguards couldn’t bear it and asked.
“Hush—” Mr. Qian interrupted in fear, nervously looking around, repeatedly saying, “Don’t speak, it will hear, it will hear…”
The head of the bodyguards frowned, couldn’t stand it, and secretly sent a message to Mr. Qian’s son.
Then, just after the discussion about steamed buns, Su Ling received a call from the Qian family.
“Nightmare?” Su Ling tapped his chin with a pen, seemingly pondering.
“My dad visited your company yesterday, but for some reason, he left directly afterward. And he refuses to invite a Taoist priest home again,” The young Mr. Qian sounded very worried.
“He came here?” Su Ling carefully recalled yesterday’s events and immediately felt guilty, coughing nervously, “Uh, we were probably too focused on the meeting at that time…”
“Don’t worry, whether it’s a nightmare or night spirit, our company will do everything possible to get rid of it!” Su Ling’s tone was extremely sincere.
After hanging up the phone, he excitedly ran to the employees, bouncing around, “We’re about to make money! We’re about to make money! Who wants to go on an assignment with me this time?”
Shi Kongzang absentmindedly replied, “Hmm, wait a moment, let me finish eating this chicken first.”
Wu Pan was unenthusiastic, “This book is due back soon, but I haven’t finished it yet, so I’m afraid I can’t break away…”
Meng Xiaoman casually said, “Just received a recipe from a ghost friend, it’s said to be leaked from the imperial kitchen of the ancient dynasty, I need to study it carefully.”
Chang Bai and Chang Wu played Flying Chess as if no one else was around –
Chang Bai: “Ge, are you cheating? How come you always roll a six?”
Chang Wu: “Luck.”
They completely ignored what Su Ling was saying.
Su Ling, without any dignity of a boss, pinned his last hope on Sheng Ze.
“You like riding the little electric bike, right? Here’s your chance,” Su Ling enthusiastically encouraged.
Sheng Ze, who had just downloaded a novel titled ‘The Capricious Lover of the Overbearing CEO’, heard this and succinctly refused, “Not interested.”
After much hesitation, Su Ling reluctantly said, “Well, as an exchange, I’ll allow you to ride my newly bought bright red little electric bike today.”
Sheng Ze contemplated for a moment, thinking that bright red was indeed cool, so he nodded approvingly, “Okay.”
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1 thought on “Chapter 17 – Who is going on a business trip?”
bahahaha the Ghost King got swindled to go out for work because of the red scooter… and the title of the webnovel he is reading 🤣🤣
Sheng Ze, don’t go learning bad things from these novels hahaha