When Situ Pojun summoned them, the first to come up were the ten new employees they had previously hired. Of course, there were quite a few others as well. If Shang Jing had seen them, his psychological trauma would probably have been even greater.

Fortunately, Director Situ Pojun was very considerate of his subordinates, especially outstanding ones like Shang Jing. So he handled everything himself, without letting Shang Jing get involved at all.

No, it should be said that Shang Jing was not even allowed to show up.

However, not all "people" followed Situ Pojun's arrangements. Some "people" made requests. For example, some wanted to go home to visit their families, some wanted to find their relatives, and some wanted to be reborn as humans.

Situ Pojun suddenly realized that he came to the East China Sea not to manage the life and death cycle of marine life, but to manage the life and death cycle of these "people" in the sea.

How wide could his summoning spell have reached? Yet it has summoned so many lives lost at sea, left unattended for years. I fear that in the future, it will be impossible to manage them.

However, in response to everyone's demands, Situ Pojun said, "You can see our current situation; we barely have a place to stand, so naturally, we can't carry out our work. But I can promise you that as long as our office has a place to stand, we will solve your problems first. Now you can go to our staff one by one to register and clearly state your demands. We will do our best to fulfill any reasonable request. Of course, you also need to register what you get in return, so we can exchange it for something of equal value."

Situ Pojun spoke sincerely, but some people still objected, "How long do we have to wait? I don't want to stay in the sea any longer, it's too cold."

Situ Pojun spoke frankly, "That depends on when we can afford a house by the sea, or even just a deserted island. And how fast that happens mainly depends on how fast you make money. After all, our funds are limited, otherwise we wouldn't have set up an office here!"

However, some "people" were still dissatisfied, saying, "Since you are from the Underworld Office, how come you don't even have an office? And you have to enslave us to make money for you? Are you some kind of swindlers who know some magic?"

Situ Pojun, "..."

Hey, he didn't like hearing that. What kind of con artist would try to scam people on a tiny island with no space to stand on? They have nothing there, why would they want to make things difficult for themselves?

Besides, how long have they been here? And they only just started their scam? How incredibly patient are they? It's incomprehensible. So Situ Pojun immediately darkened his face, and with a flick of his wrist, a hand seal appeared.

He said with particular authority, "This is the official seal of our underworld office. Take a close look, what swindler could have it?"

Although none of them had ever seen such an unusual official seal before, the power it contained carried an oppressive aura that made them involuntarily want to submit.

Although there are some highly skilled people among ordinary humans who know some magic, there is a fundamental difference between things in the human world and things in the underworld. Even if you have never seen them, your instincts as a ghost will make you feel some differences.

So some people said, "But even if what you said is true, people like us who fell into the sea many years ago are now just souls. We can't touch the actual objects, so how can we retrieve the treasures from the sea?"

If someone else had asked this question, it would indeed be a problem, but with Situ Pojun… his expression immediately returned to normal. “Isn’t this easy to handle? I’m a professional.”

After saying that, Situ Pojun turned around and lifted the tent flap, instructing Shang Jing, "Register them."

"good."

Shang Jing agreed while laughing. Of course, the laughter was because of Situ Pojun's words "fishing for money," which was exactly what he meant. However, what he would fish out of the sea would not be paper money. He wondered what he could get.

And that thing about buying a small island—their department head is really bold; I admire him. He himself only wanted a small house, a little over 100 square meters, enough for their work and living quarters. So, how could someone who can become a department head be ordinary?

However, if things really got busy, the office couldn't function with just the two of them, so when Shang Jing registered, he also took the opportunity to recruit some employees.

Of course, this employee must be someone that both parties are satisfied with, without any coercion. Moreover, Shang Jing also asked them to spread the word to a wider audience, not just those summoned by Situ Pojun, so as not to miss any outstanding employees.

For example, someone like Lan Xuan, who can collaborate across boundaries with the government offices in the mortal realm; or someone like Shang Lin, who can solve supernatural events. In short, at this moment, Shang Jing has already begun to make future plans for their East China Sea office.

The next evening after school, Shang Lin saw Lan Xuan again, but this time he was alone, standing in the shadows of the streetlights, looking somewhat dazed.

Actually, campuses are places full of energetic young people, so Lan Xuan isn't really suited to be here. That's why Shang Lin quickly went to greet him.

As soon as Lan Xuan saw Shang Lin, he immediately stood up straight and smiled somewhat awkwardly, "Sect Leader Shang, I'm sorry to bother you again."

"It's okay, let's talk at my house. Even though it's almost March, the late spring cold snap is still quite cold."

Shang Lin didn't say these words for himself, but for Lan Xuan. For some reason, when he saw Lan Xuan tonight, he suddenly felt that he was like a withered yellow leaf shivering in the night wind.

Lan Xuan subconsciously followed Shang Lin's footsteps, but when they reached the middle of the road and waited for the car to pass, he came to his senses and asked, "Is it convenient for me to go to your house now?"

Shang Lin suddenly laughed, "Of course it's convenient, otherwise I wouldn't have let you come to my house. Let's go."

Lan Xuan was taken aback, then laughed and asked, "Isn't your godfather home?"

"Hmm." Shang Lin continued with a smile, "My godfather has been busy making money to support the family lately, and since he knows I have someone to take care of me, he doesn't come back much."

Actually, Shang Lin was both amused and exasperated when he thought about this. His original intention was to let Old Man Chai rest properly and not overwork himself, but the other party told him, "My rest doesn't mean lying in bed all day without moving. It's better to go out and move around. After all, life is about movement. And I know what's going on, so you don't need to worry."

Since Old Man Chai had already said that, what could Shang Lin say? In any case, he had already instructed Hu Tangdi and Huang Ying to keep a close eye on things and make sure nothing went wrong.

When Shang Lin returned home, She Jinxing had already set the table for dinner, but when she saw Lan Xuan with him, she was immediately taken aback. Didn't the sect leader say...?