Chapter 207
Chapter 207
This wasn’t a respectable Company, and its employees weren’t respectable people either.
The moment Yun Youyou saw the PowerPoint projected on the screen, admiration welled up inside her.
Black text on a white background read: On the Necessity of Investment and Financial Planning in the Ghost Realm.
The moment she saw that title, Yun Youyou knew she had come to the right place.
“I think financial planning in the Ghost Realm is quite necessary. Once you retire, you’ll still need to find somewhere to live in the afterlife, unless you pass the exam to become a Civil Servant in the Underworld.”
The older man looked worried as he thought about his future retirement.
The Underworld’s Civil Servant exam was incredibly difficult.
The older man said, “If I’d known, I would’ve died earlier and made a good impression on Lord Yama.”
Xiao Yanxi rolled his eyes.
“Are you stupid? Wouldn’t that count as leaving early in the human world?”
For once, the older man didn’t argue. “Then I should’ve held on longer in the human world. Would that count as overtime?”
Yun Youyou said, “No. In the Underworld, that would count as being late.”
The older man said, “…Being human is hard. Being a ghost is even harder.”
Every ghost in the conference room sank into a sorrowful mood.
They all observed a moment of silence for their miserable working lives.
“If none of you are going to talk, I’m leaving. I don’t have time to sit here spacing out with you.”
The woman took a bottle of nail polish from her bag and leisurely began painting her nails.
The older man quickly came back to his senses. “We’ll talk! Of course we’ll talk!”
“How about everyone shares some of their investment experience first?”
The older man himself shared a long, rambling account.
Hardly any of it was useful.
Xiao Yanxi looked young, but he had plenty of experience too.
Only after they asked did they learn that he had studied business.
When it was Yun Youyou’s turn, the older man’s instincts told him she had to be wealthy.
“Xiao Yun, you must have studied stocks and things like that before, right?”
Yun Youyou answered honestly, “I haven’t studied them much.”
The older man said, “I don’t believe you. The rest of us told the truth. You have to share something too, don’t you?”
Everyone stared at Yun Youyou.
Yun Youyou said helplessly, “Fine. I have traded stock before.”
The older man looked as though he had expected that answer. Fishing for details, he asked, “What kind of stock do you usually trade?”
Yun Youyou said, “Chicken stock.”
The older man: ……
Unwilling to give up, he asked, “What about funds?”
Yun Youyou thought about it. “Never bought any. My mom doesn’t like adding chicken bouillon when she cooks.”
The older man: ……
“You’re hiding your true skill! You have to be hiding your true skill!”
The older man firmly believed that Yun Youyou had some secret method of making money.
“I have a question too. Can you trade stocks and buy funds inside the Game? Why have I never heard anything about that?”
Yun Youyou was extremely puzzled.
The Game had never mentioned it to her either.
The older man’s expression stiffened. “The Game really doesn’t have anything like that.”
Yun Youyou asked another question. “Doesn’t the Game pay no salary? Do you have money to invest?”
The older man pondered for a moment.
“Well… no.”
Yun Youyou found them very strange. “Then why are you discussing it?”
A group of penniless losers sitting around talking about financial planning?
The older woman sneered. “This meeting has another name. It’s called the Grand. Show-Off. Conference.”
Embarrassed, the older man defended himself. “I’m planning ahead for a rainy day!”
The older woman said, “You’re planning awfully early. How is that any different from buying a coffin the day you’re born?”
The older man flew into a humiliated rage.
“You don’t know shit! Forget it. I can’t be bothered explaining it to you. I’m leaving!”
The people in the conference room drifted away one after another.
Only the lonely PowerPoint still glowed on the projector screen.
Yun Youyou spent the afternoon wandering around the Company.
Near evening, the Game appeared again.
[You have a task tonight.]
Yun Youyou suddenly covered her ears and crouched down in terror.
“Who is it?! Who’s talking beside my ear?!”
“A ghost! It must be a ghost!”
The Game: [You…]
Yun Youyou had already begun singing a classic song from Legend of the White Snake. “Who whispers that you’ll love me forev-er…”
The Game wanted to curse her, but stopped itself.
Forget it. This wasn’t her first day being abnormal.
Still not fully satisfied, Yun Youyou brought her moving performance to an end.
She calmly rose from the floor and straightened her clothes, as though the person who had just lost her mind had been someone else.
“Go on. What’s the task?”
The Game: …I’m often so normal that I can’t keep up with my employee’s thought process.
[Go to Fu Group tonight, create some supernatural activity, and scare the Players.]
Yun Youyou hesitated. “That doesn’t seem very appropriate. A civilized ghost like me…”
The Game: [Sorry, but I can’t see a single civilized ghost within ten yards of you.]
Yun Youyou said, “Jealousy! This is blatant jealousy of my noble character!”
[I can’t be jealous of something you don’t have.]
Yun Youyou clutched her chest.
“You’re not the innocent Game you used to be. Now you even talk back.”
The Game replied with impeccable courtesy.
[Thanks to you, I have evolved into Niohuru Game.]
Yun Youyou: ……
This was bad. The Game seemed to have turned evil.
Yun Youyou returned to the office and found every ghost in the open-plan workspace braced as though facing a mortal enemy.
Their expressions were tense, and each of them clutched something tightly in their hands.
The two managers with private offices had even abandoned their rooms and were standing directly outside the doors.
The surroundings were so quiet that only the rhythmic ticking of the second hand could be heard.
Tick!
Every ghost moved at that exact instant.
“It’s five o’clock!”
“We’re off work!”
“Charge!”
Every ghost rushed out in a roaring wave.
Some colleagues even jumped straight out the windows.
But they were more than thirty floors up!
The poor glass door was shattered in the stampede.
Only an office chair remained, spinning forlornly in the middle of the room.
The lights went out too.
In the blink of an eye, Yun Youyou was the only person left in the entire Company.
“……”
Their attitude toward work was truly admirable.
Worthy of imitation!
But poor Yun Youyou still had to work overtime.
She silently waited until every light in the building opposite had gone out before slowly heading outside.
Fortunately, Jiang Mixue had received the same task, so at least they would have each other for company.
The Light Brain on her wrist vibrated.
A new message had arrived.
Jiang Mixue: Everyone’s gone!
Beneath the darkened office tower, two furtive, ghostly shadows met.
“Fu Yiming left, right?”
Yun Youyou asked in a whisper.
“Don’t worry. He left ages ago. I watched him go.”
Jiang Mixue couldn’t help laughing at how cautious Yun Youyou was. “You don’t have to act like a thief. Everyone in the building has gone home. There are only ghosts here now.”
Only then did Yun Youyou straighten up. As they walked, she asked, “How are we supposed to create supernatural activity when no one’s here?”
They couldn’t scare the Players like this.
Jiang Mixue shrugged.
“We can mess the place up a little and splash some red paint on the walls. That should do it.”