180: Chapter 180: My Boss 180: Chapter 180: My Boss At this moment, in Wanghai Noble School.
You could see Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting seated on either side of Wang Yan, each pulling on one of Wang Yan’s arms, constantly saying, “Brother Wang Yan, Brother Wang Yan.”
“You must teach us the Demon Pattern Divine Technique, you must.”
“We want to be better than Ma Jun.”
“Yes, my Demon Pattern must be cooler,” said Ouyang Feiting.
“I want a cute Demon Pattern!
Preferably Pikachu,” Beiming Xue pouted with her pink little lips.
You could see Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting, shaking Wang Yan’s arm while acting coquettishly and cutely, doing everything they could.
Wang Yan, caught between the two, already felt his head was swelling, and such a scene had occurred for three consecutive days now.
“It’s all because of Ma Jun’s slip of the tongue; as a result, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting found out, but triggering a Demon Pattern isn’t that easy!
And they want a Pikachu, like it’s something bought from a supermarket,” Wang Yan sighed inwardly.
Just then, Wang Yan suddenly sneezed, his expression changing involuntarily, and he said, “Such a strong murderous aura, with such intense perception, I actually feel a crisis—who could it be?”
Seeing Wang Yan’s expression change, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting first looked at Wang Yan nervously, but the next moment, they immediately returned to their previous clingy selves.
Beiming Xue shook Wang Yan again, saying, “Brother Wang Yan, you’re annoying, doing it on purpose.”
Ouyang Feiting said, “No way, today the two of us must have the Demon Pattern appear.”
Wang Yan helplessly shook his head, sighing internally, “Dealing with Snake Soul was not this troublesome, these mischievous creatures indeed have their unique ways; I still haven’t fully grasped how to deal with them.”
At this moment, Ma Jun came running over from afar.
Seeing Ma Jun, Wang Yan immediately identified the culprit, saying to Ma Jun, “Ma Jun, get over here, let me teach you a lesson.”
Ma Jun also knew that after he triggered the Demon Pattern that day, despite Wang Yan repeatedly reminding not to tell anyone about the Demon Pattern.
But he wanted to boast, and having no one to tell was frustrating, so when Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting wanted to hear how Wang Yan saved them,
Wang Yan was reluctant to talk, so Ma Jun volunteered to tell, and in his excitement, he immediately forgot Wang Yan’s instructions and blurted out the secrets about Wang Yan and his own Demon Pattern.
Originally, Ma Jun wanted to cover it up; however, how clever were Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting, under their incessant questioning, not only did Ma Jun fail to cover it up, but he also showcased his Ferghana Horse Demon Pattern to them.
This really stirred up a hornet’s nest; Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting immediately latched onto Wang Yan, demanding that he help them trigger the Demon Pattern too.
And they had been pestering for three days.
These three days, Ma Jun knew he had caused trouble, so he had been avoiding Wang Yan.
Today, he finally couldn’t dodge anymore and dared to appear in front of Wang Yan.
Knowing his mistake, Ma Jun sheepishly approached, saying, “Boss, it’s right for you to teach me a lesson, but now I have good news to tell you first.”
Wang Yan pretended to be angry, saying, “Don’t change the subject now, what good news can there be, run a hundred thousand meters around the track first before telling me.”
Ma Jun grinned.
Running a hundred thousand meters was no challenge for him now, and knowing Wang Yan was half joking, he said, “I’ll run the hundred thousand meters tomorrow, but there’s indeed good news today.”
Wang Yan asked irritably, “What good news?”
Ma Jun laughed, “Someone at the school was looking for you earlier, I happened to bump into them, and they gave me the message, saying your company on Eight Great Street has opened, please go check it out.”
Hearing this, Wang Yan slapped his thigh, saying, “Almost forgot about this; they’ve moved really fast, in that case, I’ll head over immediately.”
Upon hearing that Wang Yan’s company had opened, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting immediately got excited.
They both knew Wang Yan had been busy making money lately, and now he even had a company, so they wanted to take a look as well.
Therefore, the four of them got into Beiming Xue’s red Maserati and headed towards Eight Great Street.
However, although Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting were born and raised in Wanghai, they had never been to Eight Great Street.
When they arrived at Eight Great Street under Wang Yan’s guidance, they were stunned by the dilapidated neighborhood.
Seeing the dirty and messy streets, they almost exclaimed simultaneously, “Is there really a place this rundown in Wanghai City?”
Ma Jun couldn’t help but smile wryly, “Ladies, you two are from wealthy families, of course, you’ve only stayed in rich areas, naturally, there are places where the poor live in Wanghai City, and Eight Great Street is the poorest among them.”
Hearing this, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting nodded in agreement.
Beiming Xue immediately changed her tune, saying, “Brother Wang Yan just started his business, setting up a company in this place is certainly practical, he can move it to the rich area once he makes money.”
Ouyang Feiting also quickly said, “Exactly, it doesn’t matter where it starts, as long as it makes money.”
Saying this, the two exchanged glances.
Although they didn’t speak, they both understood the other’s meaning, when they see Wang Yan’s company later, they mustn’t use words like “small,” “poor,” “shabby,” to avoid making Wang Yan feel bad.
The Maserati finally stopped at the entrance of a three-story building, and the four got out of the car.
Seeing the three-story building, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting revealed a hint of relief on their faces, at least it was a relatively clean place in this slum area.
Seeing Wang Yan walking towards the building, Ouyang Feiting nodded and whispered, “It seems Brother Wang Yan rented a room here as an office.”
Beiming Xue also whispered, “Hmm, probably just one room with two or three employees, we must be careful with our words, it’s not easy for Brother Wang Yan to find workers, let’s not scare them away.”
The two deeply agreed, exchanged a look with Ma Jun, and followed Wang Yan into the building.
Upon entering the building, a spacious and bright lobby unfolded before the four, with walls gilded in gold and floors of white jade marble, and in the very center of the hall, a massive reception desk about three meters long stood.
Behind the reception was a towering nine-meter-high monolith, on which four powerful large characters were written: Peak Group.
Seeing such a grand lobby, even the knowledgeable Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting couldn’t help but be impressed, thinking: This Peak Group is so grand, I wonder who’s the boss here.
But it seems Brother Wang Yan has leased an office under this Peak Group.
While the two were pondering, they saw thirty receptionists lined up on both sides of the lobby, each a beautiful young lady, elegantly dressed in cheongsams, exuding grace.
Seeing the four enter, the thirty receptionists immediately placed their hands together in front, slightly bowed, and said in unison, “Welcome to Peak Group.”
Witnessing such an array, especially when all thirty receptionists were equally beautiful girls, Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting couldn’t help but be astonished.
At this moment, thirty more beautiful secretaries descended from the stairs, each clad in black professional suits, black stockings, and black high heels, with smiles gracing their faces, showing great poise.
Beiming Xue whispered in Ouyang Feiting’s ear, “There are actually thirty receptionists and thirty secretaries, this Peak Group is really extravagant.”
Ouyang Feiting whispered too, “Brother Wang Yan works here, we could be in trouble, what if these receptionists, secretaries take a liking to Brother Wang Yan?”
Beiming Xue consoled herself, “Luckily Brother Wang Yan isn’t their boss, or we’d really have big trouble.”
Just then, the thirty beautiful secretaries approached Wang Yan, smiling brightly, and said, “My boss, welcome home.”