"Boris, don't give me those low-difficulty Bizarre tasks from the police department for now; I need to rest!"
A month had passed since Chu Feng left Old John's house. Every few days, Boris would send him an easy task, the kind that felt like picking up free money.
The compensation provided by the police department was a little low. However, scattered over a month, it still added up to over one million US dollars.
However, Lin Qiu had just called Chu Feng to inform him that the first and second floors of the Exorcism Agency building had been renovated. Naturally, his focus had to shift to his own Exorcism Agency for the time being.
"James, how's the renovation of your new house? The Agency is already starting to operate!"
"Ah? What?"
The noise of an electric drill came from the other end of the phone, causing Chu Feng to frown involuntarily.
Seeing the caller ID, James's expression showed surprise, and he hurriedly ran outside the house.
"Boss, is the Agency starting to operate?"
"That's right. Everyone should gather at the Agency building tomorrow."
"Great, I've been waiting for this day!" James's voice sounded excited from the other end of the phone.
"Your new house's renovation..."
"No worries. My wife is overseeing it. Anyway, she's calling the shots!"
"OK, see you tomorrow!"
After hanging up the phone, Chu Feng sat in his chair, pondered for a moment, and then called real estate agent John.
Today, John was in a terrible mood. Dressed in a suit and tie and carrying a shotgun on his back, he was walking home with a despondent look on his face.
Bizarre incidents seemed to be on the rise in New York recently. He had just barely escaped from the clutches of an Evil Spirit, but sadly, his client had been left behind forever in that house.
"Damn employers, daring to conceal the matter of the Evil Spirit, F**K..."
"hey jude, don't make it bad. take a sad song and make it better..."
In the midst of his angry cursing, John's phone suddenly started to ring in his pocket.
"Hi, Mr. Chu Feng, why would it be you?" John froze on the spot after pulling out his phone and seeing the caller ID.
"John, do you remember what I told you before? It's time now!"
Although somewhat disbelieving, John still carefully asked into the phone.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chu Feng, are you talking about... the Exorcism Agency matter?"
"Yes, that's right. I think it's ready to start trying to operate!"
"Yes! That's great! I think I can go and report right now!" The despondent air around John instantly cleared away.
Hearing the cheer from the other side of the phone, Chu Feng smiled. "Remember, come by the first floor of the Agency building tomorrow. I will be waiting for you there."
"All right, boss, I'll definitely be there tomorrow."
After hanging up, Chu Feng thought for a moment and decided to send a message to Tatyana. Even though she wouldn't be coming, she was a shareholder, and some matters had to be communicated.
It wasn't long before Tatyana's reply arrived.
"You're in charge of the Agency. If you encounter any difficulties, remember to find me! Also, come over tonight. I miss you!"
Reading the first part of the message, an indescribable sense of satisfaction filled Chu Feng's heart.
But seeing the last part, an extremely bizarre feeling suddenly arose within him.
Is something not right?
Having no clue after a long thought, Chu Feng shook his head lightly, put it out of his mind, and lay back in his chair, enjoying the rare midday sunshine.
...
The next day, Chu Feng, who rarely got up early, drove early to the Exorcism Agency building.
He had thought he would be the first one to arrive.
Unexpectedly, in the parking lot outside the agency, a cute "Chopped Chili Fish Head" was already quietly parked there.
Lin Qiu, truly deserving of being called a perfect employee!
Perfect looks + top-notch work attitude + super strong working ability—simply the perfect employee that all capitalists dream of.
The car was a special reward Chu Feng had given Lin Qiu for her dedicated hard work. She had spent over a month in the building, which roughly resembled a construction site.
Entering the agency building's main entrance, a huge agency logo appeared right in front of Chu Feng on the wall.
In the center of a giant hand rested a flame, surrounded by a faint golden aura.
Above the palm, flanking the flame, the simple outlines of a long sword and a shotgun were sketched.
Below the logo, a beautiful silhouette stood at the reception desk, looking pertly at Chu Feng, who had just walked in.
"Boss, good morning!"
Seeing the energetic girl, Chu Feng's mood instantly improved significantly.
"Lin Qiu, I've decided, from now on you're the general manager of the agency!"
"Ah?" Lin Qiu, completely stunned by the sudden personnel arrangement, stared blankly at Chu Feng in front of her.
"But... I have no experience in this area at all! Any random person with management experience would be better than me..."
"Experience? We're probably America's first Exorcism Agency; where are you going to get experience for that!"
"But..."
Chu Feng waved his hand, cutting off Lin Qiu's words. "No buts. This world is basically a huge makeshift troupe; you learn as you go!"
"By the way, our shareholders will also send a few administrative staff and financial personnel. Remember to coordinate with them!"
"Uh... Okay!" Lin Qiu, her mind already a mess, instinctively agreed.
"Ah? Administrative staff? Chu Feng, you're scaring me..."
"Don't worry, they're just here to assist you. Go for it!" Chu Feng cheered Lin Qiu on before turning and heading inside.
"Wait... that's not right! Chu Feng, you're the boss! Why is it all falling on me!"
...
"So, the work arrangements are roughly like this!
Lin Qiu acts as general manager.
Taran is in charge of the Exorcism Division, with Amita and Dimo assisting.
John and James are responsible for sales and logistics.
Everyone must learn from the personnel sent by the shareholders. As for the others..."
Chu Feng glanced around at the staff who had been recruited during this time. "I ask that everyone also try their hardest. You've all seen the special products the agency provides..."
BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ...
Before Chu Feng could continue, his phone suddenly began to ring.
He took out his phone and checked the caller ID. A call from Boris?
Waving to everyone, Chu Feng went straight back to his office.
"Boris, what's up?"
Chu Feng's voice was somewhat grave. After all, Boris had just left not long ago, and it was unlikely he would call without a good reason.
"Chu Feng, come to the police station now! It seems like something big is about to happen!"
The urgency in Boris's voice even carried a hint of nameless dread.