The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

(I will add two more chapters later?)

(If it is added, is there any mention of monthly tickets?)

58. You are really stubborn.

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Before entering Yan Rouwan's office, Sang Zhe took several deep breaths.

He is adjusting his mindset.

Don't let yourself be tempted to go up and bully this bad woman when you see her.

How abominable!

My Chief of Prisons!

Whenever Sang Zhe thought about this, he would feel very angry.

Especially when I think of Yan Rouwan's smiling face which was cunning and playful.

Even more angry.

But as a qualified corporate slave, Sang Zhe has become accustomed to not bringing emotions into work.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly knocked on the door of Yan Rouwan's office.

"come in."

When he pushed the door open, Sang Zhe was stunned for a moment.

I had just been here half a day ago.

But the layout of the entire room now makes it seem more like an office.

...More like a pet store.

There are cat stands, toys, scratching boards and slides everywhere.

The room is filled with all kinds of beautiful and unique cat beds.

The only office space left for Yan Rouwan was a small desk.

At this moment, Yan Rouwan was sitting on a chair, holding the white cat Jiaojiao in her arms, who was squinting lazily.

"coming?"

Sang Zhe asked speechlessly: "You said you were going to clean up the office, and this is all you did?"

Yan Rouwan couldn't help but gently scratched Jiaojiao's chin and said softly:

"How is it? Does my decoration look good?"

"It looks good, indeed."

Sang Zhe said in a somewhat strange tone: "But is this still considered an office?"

"Why not? It's an office. People can do whatever they feel comfortable with while working."

Makes sense.

"You can also put something you like on your workstation."

Yan Rouwan chuckled and waved her hand: "Anyway, I am now the head of the prison department. No one dares to say anything no matter how you arrange it."

Sang Zhe thought for a moment and said, "I like looking at pornographic pictures."

"It's not appropriate to fill the workstation with pornographic pictures, right?"

Yan Rouwan: “?”

"Speak of it."

Sang Zhe sat opposite her and pointed at Jiaojiao: "Isn't she at home? When did you bring her out?"

"This is my cat after all. Of course it listens to me."

Yan Rouwan suddenly smiled mysteriously: "What's more, Jiaojiao has awakened her spiritual intelligence now. It will be much easier for us to communicate."

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"It's also much more convenient to get something out of her."

Sang Zhe: “?”

This time it was Sang Zhe's turn to ask questions.

"Let's get down to business."

Yan Rouwan stroked the cat and said, "Are you particularly resentful of me for stealing your position as the head of the company?"

"No way. How dare I do that?"

"I am just a beginner in foundation building." Sang Zhe's mouth twitched twice with a fake smile, "Is a beginner qualified to be the chief? This is ridiculous. It's just like a toad wanting to eat swan meat, wishful thinking..."

Still said no.

This resentment is almost materializing.

Yan Rouwan looked at Sang Zhe's resentful expression and found him cute. She couldn't help but comfort him softly:

"Don't blame the leader and Sister Yubing. They have no choice."

"The devil's way is not the immortal sect. In the immortal sect, if you use the back door to get to the top, at most you will be stabbed in the back a few times."

“Here, if someone thinks that you, who has just established your foundation, can be the head of the company, why can’t he? He might even stop you and start a fight with you.”

"It's also for your own good to let me take this seat instead of you. It will save you some trouble."

Sang Zhe groaned a few times, but still turned his head away in dissatisfaction.

Seeing that he still had some resentment, Yan Rouwan blinked and patted Jiaojiao gently.

Jiaojiao understood and jumped out of her arms, walked to Sangzhe's feet, and gently rubbed him with her little head.

"Okay~"

Yan Rouwan also walked over, took his hand and shook it gently: "Don't be angry."

"If you're unhappy, take it out on me."

Sang Zhe glanced at her.

"Take it out on you? How?"

"I am your immortal slave."

Yan Rouwan suddenly approached him playfully and fluttered her eyelashes gently:

"I can't resist any order you give me. You are my master, and your words are everything to me."

"You can do whatever you want..."

Sang Zhe frowned and began to think deeply.

"...How much is too much?"

"It doesn't matter how much you go overboard."

After saying this, Yan Rouwan licked her lips with some anticipation.

She actually wanted Sang Zhe to be less gentlemanly.

Even if he is a little beastly, I don't care.

But she thought of many beastly ways that Sang Zhe would say it.

But I didn't expect it.

Sang Zhe frowned for a long time before he said tentatively:

"Then, if I order you as your master..."

"Take your, um, that is, the salary of the chief executive..."

"Give me half...as payment for your food and cat expenses."

"You shouldn't be angry, right?" he asked cautiously.

Yan Rouwan: “…Ah?”

"I've gone too far?"

Sang Zhe immediately shook his head: "Then, what about 40%?"

"..."

"30% is fine, 30% is fine."

"..."

"If not, then 20%... or how about you give me something based on your opinion? Any amount is fine."

Look at how cautiously he tries.

Yan Rouwan suddenly felt a little depressed and frustrated.

She couldn't figure it out.

Why am I not as attractive as a fixed number like salary?

"no need."

She curled her lips in a weary and resentful manner, looked away and whispered, "I'll leave it all to you. I don't need that much money by myself."

"It would be heartless to pay it all. I'll leave you half as pocket money."

"……what ever."

Seeing that Yan Rouwan did not refuse, Sang Zhe's mood improved.

If you think about it.

In fact, he still became the head of the prison department.

He just spent half of his salary to hire a secretary to do his work.

He can continue to be a leisurely interrogator, and at the same time have the power of speech at the chief level at critical moments.

It's so cool. Even cooler than those unscrupulous capitalists.

Thinking of this, Sang Zhe suddenly felt less uncomfortable.

Seeing that Sang Zhe's face suddenly looked happy again, Yan Rouwan suddenly bit her lip.

There was a hint of ambiguous light in her beautiful eyes.

"Sang Zhe."

"Ok?"

Sang Zhe looked at Yan Rouwan.

But Yan Rouwan did not speak, she just lowered her head in silence, and after a long while she said softly:

"Master Yuxia... has been locked up in a special prison."

"The leader has ordered this personally. You are in charge of the entire prison. No one is allowed to enter without your permission."

"The master didn't give a time limit for this job. You can take your time."

Sang Zhe seemed to realize something and asked softly:

"To my former master, I have become my own prisoner."

"Do you feel bad?"

Yan Rouwan's beautiful eyes drooped and her gaze shifted to the side.

"……No."

"In the back mountain of Xianmen, when those people attacked me."

"I don't owe her anything anymore."