Chapter 52 Appointment of the Sales Manager

Zhao Xianghong was back.
Early in the morning, just as Ji Ling arrived at the sheep farm, Zhao Xianghong caught sight of him and rushed over eagerly, saying, "Director, I'm late. Congratulations on your new appointment."
"Thank you. How are things at home?" Ji Ling asked in return.
Zhao Xianghong had been waiting for Ji Ling to ask that very question. He excitedly blurted out, "I've secured two more orders! The machinery plant also—"

Bai Feng stood on ceremony, enjoying the food alongside the wine. Amidst the clinking of cups, their relationship seemed to grow much closer. After three rounds of drinks and the dishes had been thoroughly sampled, Bai Feng put down his chopsticks and gently wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. His elegant manners left Constable Niu and Jin Erlang staring in utter amazement.

The soldiers were inwardly on the verge of collapse. Yun Yang had displayed his iron-blooded side, which was shocking, but after all, he was still made of flesh and blood.

Early the next morning, Lady Liu and the others all woke up at around the same time. Partly because their biological clocks had formed this habit, and partly because no one wanted to be a guest in someone else's home and give the impression of being overly lazy.

Liu Bei initially intended to decline, but upon second thought, realizing he was currently relying on Mi Zhu to take control of Xu Province, it would not do to refuse too harshly, so he had no choice but to accept.

Chang Sheng felt somewhat sheepish, realizing his thoughts had been completely guessed by him. The other party had mentioned returning to the capital early the next morning just to let him know he would no longer pester him. As for leaving someone behind as an escort, it was probably just to save a bit of face, knowing full well that Chang Sheng wanted to travel with someone else the next morning.

Having arrived in this world for over a year, apart from drawing a card of Samanosuke Akechi in his very first draw, Ian had subsequently saved up enough time to make three more draws.

"Your Highness, what did I do wrong that you must punish me in this manner?" Hui Fu asked with a puzzled expression.

"I have a matter of extreme difficulty and would like to implore General Wei to go before the Emperor and sound out His Majesty's sacred will for me, He Chen. I wonder if the General might—" He Chen's hesitant and halting words were nonetheless clear enough for Wei Rui to understand.

For a Nascent Soul cultivator of a top-tier sect, an annual quota of only five Profound Origin Pills was undoubtedly a huge temptation.

According to legend, when wicked people descended into hell, the prison guards would hurl them into magma, throw them into ice cellars, crush them beneath giant boulders, bind them to trees to be struck by lightning, and subject them to countless other untold punishments.

According to Xie Li's previous plan, this doctor might remain utterly unremarkable for years, but once given an opportunity, there was a real possibility that the true secret recipe in Zhou You's hands would be stolen by him.

"What does my father-in-law like?" Mo Xun asked, instantly changing his address from future father-in-law to father-in-law.

Needless to say, spiritual treasures took top priority. Having entered the Void Spirit Realm, he was definitely going to forge a spiritual treasure that he had been yearning for.

Speaking of which, it was also quite laughable. The Ghost Tree's target suddenly shifted to Zhang Jide, yet Zhang Jide was not the least bit surprised. Facing the hundreds of tree roots lunging at him and the vines already wrapped around his legs, he remained completely indifferent, while the Demonic Ape and the Snow Eagle seized the opportunity.

Amamiya and Qin Mu turned their heads simultaneously, and the next instant, the expressions on both of their faces shifted slightly.

Li Qi twitched the corner of his mouth. This really was... ugh, better not to continue that thought. Suddenly, Li Qi thought he caught sight of something in his field of vision. He blinked, then looked closer.

"However, I bring up this example not to praise anyone, nor to blindly disparage anyone, but to prove my earlier conjecture," Xiao Zheng said.

"Dad, Dad, I'm here. How are you doing?" Ling Tanxue raised her head from Mo Xun's arms, and together with Mo Xun, untied the ropes binding her father.

Shaking his head, Li Qi walked forward, treading on the somewhat thick layer of snow beneath his feet. A "crunching" sound accompanied his steps as he left the square and walked onward.

"Don't worry. When an opportunity for you all to develop arises, I will give everyone a chance. If you encounter better opportunities and wish to go develop elsewhere, I won't force you either—just let me know before you leave," Ling Tanxue said.