Chapter 226, Just Sitting and Watching is Tiring
A grand conference perfectly concluded with joyful applause.
As they were leaving, Tang Jia Qi Shao threw a cold glance at Sang Zhe and Hua Jianglian, huffed, and twirled his goat beard while heading down from the third floor.
Sang Zhe felt a bit worried that his young and impulsive Sect Leader might take the bait and retaliate, so he prepared to chase after him to yank his beard.
But when he turned around, he found Hua Jianglian calmly watching Tang Jia Qi Shao’s retreating figure.
“Dear Sect Leader, are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” Hua Jianglian replied softly, “I was just thinking.”
Sang Zhe felt a bit relieved.
“I was wondering if I should send Heavenly Punishment Department to snatch his whole family and hold them for ransom in the tens of thousands.”
Sang Zhe: “…”
Sure.
That fits his image of the Sect Leader quite well.
Normally, Sang Zhe wouldn’t bother trying to stop her, but sadly, this time they were dealing with business.
“Don’t worry.”
Sang Zhe seriously patted Hua Jianglian’s shoulder: “I’ll definitely help the Sect Leader get back at them!”
“As soon as I see President Bai Ming, I’ll propose this as an additional condition for our partnership.”
Suddenly, Hua Jianglian lowered her head in silence, and after a long time, she quietly said:
“…Thank you.”
“Huh?”
“The way you just… spoke up for me.”
She glanced away shyly, murmuring: “You really remind me of a big brother.”
A reassuring big brother.
Sang Zhe: “…No, Sect Leader, I’m not quite used to you being so obedient all of a sudden. I still prefer your rebellious side.”
Hua Jianglian’s brows furrowed as she angrily kicked Sang Zhe’s leg, huffed, and turned her head away.
“Mm. That feels right.”
Sang Zhe happily patted his legs, looking around and couldn’t help but ask: “Miss Shuiming, didn’t your President say to wait for him on the third floor? Where is he?”
“Oh, about that.”
Young Master Shuiming smiled lightly and said: “The President said he has something to attend to and will come tomorrow. Today, he asked Young Master Sang and Sister Hua to rest here.”
Sang Zhe: “?”
Are you kidding me?
“Forgive my bluntness,” Sang Zhe said sternly, “We Demon Cultivators came to negotiate only because your commerce sincerely wanted to cooperate. Your President just keeps leaving us hanging, does he really have any sincerity?”
“If it’s just to mess with us and he doesn’t want to negotiate, then we’ll just—”
“The President said that all of Young Master Sang’s expenses in Linzhou during these two days will be covered by Floating Splendor Commerce.”
“—Then we’ll go stroll around Linzhou City and discuss it after the President finishes his business.”
Sang Zhe immediately plastered on a big smile: “Oh dear, we know that the President is extremely busy, how could he be so inconsiderate? Tomorrow is fine, we’re not in a hurry.”
Young Master Shuiming smiled gently, saying: “If that’s the case, I’ll take you both to your accommodations.”
Hua Jianglian’s beautiful eyes gradually lit up: “Can Miss Shuiming stay with us?”
“Of course. The President arranged for me to host you two for these two days, my room is right next to you.”
“Then, can I visit Miss Shuiming tonight?”
“Of course you can.”
Seeing his Sect Leader eagerly joyful and utterly smitten, Sang Zhe couldn’t help but glare warily at Shuiming.
Young Master Shuiming just smiled back innocently.
“By the way, Young Master Sang.”
Before leaving, she reminded: “Even if Young Master Sang plans to sneak into our President’s back door for rewards, you need to at least submit a piece of work.”
“I’m very much looking forward to Young Master Sang’s masterpiece.”
She winked mysteriously and playfully.
Sang Zhe shrugged, unfazed: “Pfft, easy peasy.”
In his previous life, his buddies were game designers, and they loved to chase after the scriptwriters and complain.
When they encountered a bad writer, they had to jump in themselves.
After years of immersion, he was well aware of what players and readers liked.
Submitting something mediocre would be a piece of cake.
“When the time comes, just wait for the live stream of him slapping himself in the face.”
Shuiming just smiled and said nothing.
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That night, while Hua Jianglian was chatting and relaxing with Young Master Shuiming.
Sang Zhe was happily spending tens of thousands of spirit stones in Linzhou City, shopping with bags in hand.
Gemstone jewelry, weapons, family necessities… he not only bought gifts for his family and friends, but even replaced Jiao Jiao and Xiao Hei’s cat scratcher with gold thread.
After loading two entire carts of goods, Sang Zhe finally felt satisfied, holding a thick stack of receipts, looking forward to reimbursing Bai Ming tomorrow.
Originally, he passed by some bustling brothels with alluring ladies at the door who tried to coax him inside, and he was tempted to splurge on the company.
But then he thought about how the Sect Leader was probably waiting for him inside, and if he came back smelling like smoke, it would definitely displease the higher-ups, so he decided against it.
Just reminiscing about those ladies’ voluptuous figures made Sang Zhe feel regret.
“Hey, what are you thinking about?”
Hua Jianglian’s voice came from behind.
Hua Jianglian had gone to find Young Master Shuiming. The two girls had a secret chat while enjoying their bath.
At this moment, Hua Jianglian’s hair was still damp, hanging over her shoulders, and her delicate, flushed face in a light nightgown made her look especially adorable.
“Ahem, I was preparing the material for tomorrow’s negotiations.”
Sang Zhe chuckled awkwardly: “Sect Leader, do you plan to sleep soon? I’ll be right next door, just call me if you need anything—”
“Hey.”
Hua Jianglian suddenly stopped him.
Sang Zhe turned around, only to see Hua Jianglian’s expression was a bit odd, her head bowed quietly, cheeks inexplicably flushed, and her fingers nervously fidgeting in front of her.
“Um… tonight I chatted with Miss Shuiming about her previous works, and it got me wanting to rewatch them again.”
“If, if you’re not in a hurry to sleep tonight—”
She opened her mouth, her eyes blinking rapidly, but she almost lacked the courage to speak.
Just when she felt discouraged, Hua Jianglian recalled what Young Master Shuiming had said to her in the bath.
“—C-could you… stay with me and watch for a bit?” she finally managed to say with some difficulty.
After she finished, she immediately lowered her head, not wanting Sang Zhe to see her red face.
Sang Zhe was a bit puzzled.
…Strange.
Usually, when the Sect Leader asks him to accompany her, she’s all high and mighty, but today she’s acting all shy and demure?
Did Young Master Shuiming put some love potion in her drink or something?
After pondering for a moment, Sang Zhe nodded: “Alright.”
With that, he walked over to the table, sat down, and opened his communication device, flipping through the list: “What do you want to watch today? ‘The Pure Young Master and the Lovely Maid’? Or—”
“N-no, not there.”
Hua Jianglian’s face turned even redder, and she hesitated for a long time before pointing behind her: “Sitting down to watch… is tiring.”
She was pointing to the bed.
Sang Zhe: “…Huh?”
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