Shi Pengpeng and She Manting were working in perfect harmony, passionately venting their anger at the black-hearted capitalists.
They looked as if they had just met, with a sense of regret for not having known each other sooner.
Yan Jing’s eyelids twitched as he watched, and just then, his assistant called.
“I have to meet a client,” Yan Jing glanced at the person and the ghost before him, hesitating.
“You two…?”
She Manting immediately looked at Shi Pengpeng with pleading eyes.
“Sis, you can’t just leave me behind!”
Yan Jing: “…”
Could this vengeful spirit stop looking so terrifying while making such a pitiful expression?
It was really jarring!
“Why don’t you go first?”
Shi Pengpeng thought for a moment and then said to Yan Jing, “I’ll stay and talk to him.”
Although the situation was generally clear, she still had a nagging feeling that something was off, as though she had missed something.
Yan Jing didn’t say much more.
Since the vengeful spirit had been found and the crisis was averted, there was no need for him to stay, so he gave them the address and headed to the hotel on the 50th floor by himself.
When he arrived at the hotel lobby, his assistant, Wei Chi, was already waiting there.
As soon as they met, Wei Chi gave him a strange look and pointed at his forehead.
“President Yan, what’s this…?”
Yan Jing suddenly remembered the cinnabar mark on his forehead that Mingxin had applied earlier.
He didn’t think much of it, grabbed a tissue to wipe it off, and made up an excuse.
“My friend was just messing with me.”
“I see.”
Wei Chi, being professional, immediately dropped the subject, though he couldn’t help but be secretly surprised.
Although he was a straight man, even he could tell that the mark on Yan Jing’s forehead was clearly made by lipstick.
To be clear, Yan Jing was usually aloof and had many women showing interest in him, but he never even spared them a glance, so much so that there were rumors he was indifferent to women.
Who would have thought that, this early in the day, he’d be playing such games?
He couldn’t help but wonder which “friend” had such great charm to leave a mark on President Yan’s face.
Yan Jing felt his reaction was a bit strange but didn’t think too much about it.
He asked, “Where’s Mr. Xué?”
“Right this way.”
Wei Chi quickly collected himself and led him to the hotel’s business conference room.
In the conference room, a middle-aged woman in a professional suit was sitting on the sofa.
She looked very capable and was the key client Yan Jing was there to meet: Xue Chengyin, the head of the marketing department for the Greater China region at Nian Guang Group.
Nian Guang Group was one of the world’s largest consumer goods companies, with a vast product line.
Every year, they invested a fortune in marketing and advertising, making them a highly sought-after super client for distribution channels.
Yan Jing had spent a lot of effort persuading Xue Chengyin and secured a comprehensive strategic cooperation agreement with Nian Guang Group.
Once the contract was signed, not only would the company gain the full agency rights for Nian Guang in Greater China, but it would also receive billions in advertising fees annually.
“Mr. Xue, sorry for the wait,” Yan Jing smiled and extended his hand.
“We’ve prepared the contract, just waiting for your signature…”
However, Xue Chengyin ignored his gesture and bluntly interrupted, “Who said I’m ready to sign?”
Yan Jing paused.
“Didn’t we agree on everything already?”
“That was before,” Xue Chengyin raised her chin arrogantly.
“I’m not satisfied anymore. I plan to revise the proposal. You have no objections, right?”
Yan Jing frowned, feeling confused.
This cooperation had not been a quick decision.
He and Xue Chengyin had been negotiating for over a month.
Xue Chengyin was a shrewd woman who had many requirements for the cooperation.
But she was also skilled in negotiations.
Despite her high position, she never came off as aggressive, and she always kept her word.
Once something was settled, she rarely changed her mind.
So why, today, at the signing stage, was she suddenly changing her stance and acting so arrogantly, even rudely?
However, since the other side held the initiative, Yan Jing, though dissatisfied, could only suppress his feelings and calmly replied, “Then, let’s hear your thoughts.”
***
“…Wisdom clear and bright, mind and spirit calm, the three souls firmly anchored, the soul unscattered, urgently as the law commands!”
She Manting had been tormented by resentment for quite some time.
When he finally met someone who could see him, he immediately began to whine non-stop.
Shi Pengpeng only had a few portable magical tools with her and couldn’t perform the full exorcism rituals on the spot.
She was already quite irritated by the whining, so she cast a calming spell to temporarily stabilize his mind.
It had to be said that when she cast the spell, her feelings were quite complex.
When she first learned this spell, she never imagined that one day she would use it on a vengeful ghost.
And the vengeful ghost didn’t trust her, muttering, “Can this really be used on a ghost? You’re not tricking me, right? Don’t take the chance to trap me!”
“Shut up.”
Shi Pengpeng could no longer tolerate him, giving his head a physical punch to silence him.
However, when the spell was cast, an unexpected situation arose.
Her expression changed slightly. “What’s going on? Why do you have demonic energy?”
Demonic energy was the aura emitted by demonic creatures.
Demons were different from ghosts, and normally, a vengeful spirit like She Manting would not have demonic energy.
But right now, there was clearly a trace of demonic energy on him.
She Manting was confused. “What’s that?”
Shi Pengpeng asked, “You don’t know?”
She Manting honestly didn’t know.
But after hearing her, he suddenly recalled something. “Ah, could it be…!”
Shi Pengpeng asked, “Who?”
“Uh, I don’t really know who it is…” She Manting scratched his head and explained that about a month ago, a new evil presence had appeared in Luojin Tower.
The origin of the evil presence was unknown, but it was certainly not benevolent.
When it appeared, it immediately caused harm to an employee of an advertising company.
“It was so close! It was in the dead of night, and the person suddenly went into shock. Luckily, there were a lot of people working overtime at the ad company, and they noticed in time and sent him to the hospital. That’s how his life was saved. But I heard he’s still in a coma.”
She Manting said, reflecting on the situation.
After thinking for a moment, he added, “Now that I think about it, the resentment in Luojin Tower wasn’t this heavy before. It was after that thing appeared that the resentment from nearby office buildings somehow gathered here, making it what it is now…”
Shi Pengpeng was about to explode with frustration.
“Why didn’t you say this earlier?!”
She Manting innocently replied, “You never asked…”
Although he and the evil presence were in the same building, they had never interacted.
The evil presence usually hid somewhere and rarely showed itself, so he had forgotten about it.
At that point, Shi Pengpeng finally realized the reason she had felt something was wrong earlier.
No matter how heavy a human’s resentment might be, it is always limited.
The reason Luojin Tower had become this way was because the resentment of workers from the entire CBD area had gathered here.
But why did all the resentment from the CBD area gather in Luojin Tower instead of spreading to other buildings?
No, the real question was, why were these resentments, which could have been slowly purified over time, all concentrated together?
“This is bad. Yan Jing!”
Shi Pengpeng’s heart skipped a beat.
She immediately stood up and rushed toward the hotel on the 50th floor.
Yan Jing had a special constitution, and if there were other evil presences in the building, they would surely find him very soon.
***
“The layout of your contract is too outdated, I don’t like it.”
Xue Chengyin flipped through the printed contract, constantly criticizing it.
Yan Jing sat across from her, and upon hearing this, he didn’t respond.
Instead, he slowly took a sip of coffee.
Wei Chi, standing beside them, was sweating profusely, trying to smile and explain, “Ms. Xue, we’ve been using a standard contract template.”
“Using a template is just being lazy, isn’t it? A contract this big, and you can’t even put in a bit more effort?”
Xue Chengyin rolled her eyes.
“Listen to me, make the font size bigger, adjust the font and color a bit, change the header and title to an artistic style, keep the black color, but make it more striking, something with a vibrant feel…”
She went on listing her demands, each one sounding like she was deliberately looking for trouble.
Wei Chi felt overwhelmed, not knowing how to respond, and could only look helplessly at Yan Jing.
Yan Jing, who had reached this position at such a young age, remained unfazed, his expression unchanged.
He calmly observed her and asked, “Is there anything else?”
Since the moment they had met, Xue Chengyin had acted strangely.
Not only had she become extremely arrogant, but she was also nitpicking the contract they had already agreed on, focusing on trivial issues and appearing entirely unprofessional, as if she was intentionally making things difficult.
“There’s more,” Xue Chengyin clearly wasn’t done.
She continued, “The budget for this advertisement is too high. Our company is a big brand. We don’t even need you to promote us. Your platform will bring us traffic. So, my suggestion is to cut the budget by half.”
Wei Chi was stunned.
The advertising fee they had agreed on with Nian Guang was worth several hundred million, and Xue Chengyin was now asking to cut it by half?
You wouldn’t even see such bargaining at a local market.
At this point, Yan Jing seemed to finally lose his patience.
His tone turned slightly cold.
“Ms. Xue, we’ve discussed this issue many times already. I thought there was no need to go over it again.”
“I don’t need you to think, I need to think,” Xue Chengyin retorted, crossing her arms.
“Otherwise, I’ll look into other platforms and compare the proposals.”
“Then please take some time to reconsider,” Yan Jing stood up, straightened his coat, and said, “I have a meeting, so I’ll be leaving now.”
Xue Chengyin was enraged at his abruptness.
She stood up quickly and reached out to stop him.
“Is this how you treat your client?”
Yan Jing quickly stepped back, but Xue Chengyin was incredibly fast and immediately grabbed his wrist.
The moment their bodies made contact, her gaze shifted abruptly.
When she looked at him again, her anger had vanished and was replaced with a soft smile.
“Why are you in such a hurry? I was just joking. How about this, let’s sit down and talk again, we’ll go with the first version, okay?”
Wei Chi: ???
Was Ms. Xue playing games?
After all that fuss, she was now suggesting to use the first version again?
Was this for real?
However, if she really changed her mind, it would be good news for them.
Wei Chi quickly exchanged a glance with Yan Jing.
Yan Jing, however, remained unmoved.
He pulled his wrist back.
“We’ll see…”
Unexpectedly, Xue Chengyin’s grip was stronger than he had imagined.
Despite being a tall adult man, he couldn’t free himself from her hold.
Furthermore, her palm seemed to emanate a strange coldness, which crept up his wrist and began to spread through his body.
Yan Jing had been prepared, but he still felt a wave of dizziness and a sudden irritability.
The thought of how nothing seemed to be going well at work and how annoying the clients were surged within him.
He even entertained the idea of quitting immediately.
A greedy gleam appeared in Xue Chengyin’s eyes.
“Being a client is great, you even get to deal with people like this…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Yan Jing’s wristwatch’s second hand twitched, and his pulse followed.
Xue Chengyin suddenly felt a sharp pain in her palm, as if it had been scorched by flames.
She gasped and released her grip.
At that moment, the conference room door was pushed open, and Shi Pengpeng stormed in.
“Yan Jing, are you alright?”
She had been using a spell on her way over and, from behind the door, had already sensed something unusual in the air.
The overwhelming irritation instantly dissipated like morning fog, and Yan Jing immediately became clear-headed.
He almost leaped to her side, his face pale as he took a deep breath to calm himself, before putting on his usual cold expression.
“It’s nothing. Just a minor evil presence.”
Shi Pengpeng: …
No wonder this guy got paid such a high salary.
Half of it must be for the spiritual damage caused by his arrogance!
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