Lin Sixian sent Jiang Chunian back home, and the midnight snack arrived.

Jiang Chunian said, "Let's have supper before leaving."

"Okay." Lin Sixian agreed.

After the two of them had a midnight snack, Lin Sixian said goodbye.

"George and the others will probably be back by plane tomorrow. I'll let you know then." Lin Sixian said.

"Okay." Jiang Chunian nodded.

On the morning of the next day, Lin Sixian called Jiang Chunian and told her that George had taken Karen back to China by plane that morning.

Jiang Chunian asked, "When will his plane arrive?"

Lin Sixian said sourly: "You want to go pick me up at the airport?"

"Yes." Jiang Chunian said, "If time permits, I'll go there and check on his health."

Jiang Chunian spoke frankly, without any complicated emotions, so Lin Sixian knew that her jealousy was in vain.

Jiang Chunian probably couldn't hear it at all.

He sighed and told Jiang Chunian, "Their plane will arrive at ten o'clock this evening. I'll go with you then. They're on a private plane and will land at our own airport."

He was afraid that Jiang Chunian would refuse, so he even made an excuse for himself.

Jiang Chunian didn't notice his selfishness at all, and agreed without thinking: "Okay."

It was still a long time before the airport pick-up in the evening, so Jiang Chunian went to the Ninth Department first. Wu Bai was not there, he was still busy with the matter of the ghost prostitute in hell, so she went to find Taoist Qinghui. Fortunately, Taoist Qinghui was there, so she handed him the indenture contract that had been sold last night.

"Is the film closed?" Taoist Qinghui asked after taking the indenture.

"Yeah." Jiang Chunian pulled a chair and sat down: "It's sold."

"Has Cui Yu been arrested? What did they say?" Taoist Qinghui asked her. "And about the cancellation of the file, have you told them? Are they willing to send someone to handle it?"

Jiang Chunian said: "When I arrived, Lao Jiang was arresting people from brothels everywhere. I went to find Lao Baoban's business."

"Old Bao? Is he Lord Bao Zheng from the Fifth Palace?" Taoist Qinghui asked.

"Yes, that's him. He's been obsessed with TV dramas lately, especially those about Justice Bao." Jiang Chunian originally wanted to ask Taoist Qinghui to help find sources for the films, but then he realized that since he wasn't in the same business, it might be difficult to find them, so he didn't mention that. Instead, he talked about something else: "Nowadays, the birth rate is low, but the death rate is rising every year. The underworld is overcrowded with ghosts. Many ghosts have no chance of reincarnation, and life in the underworld is difficult. Therefore, they rack their brains to come up with all kinds of tricks to find a way back to the human world. The Hell Brothel came into being under such circumstances."

Taoist Qinghui sighed, "We also learned some things about the underworld through the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Demons earlier, but we didn't expect it to be so bad."

"If this situation is not completely resolved, I'm afraid there will be more such incidents in the future," said Jiang Chunian.

"I know that, but we are not from the underworld after all, so what we say doesn't count." Taoist Qinghui sighed.

"We are indeed not from the underworld, but we can persuade the people who manage the underworld to make changes." Jiang Chunian stated his plan.

Taoist Qinghui was very surprised: "You want to build a city in the underworld that is comparable to the world of the living? You want the ghosts in the underworld to live the same life as in the world of the living?"

"That's right." Jiang Chunian said, "It's not just one city. Once the first city is built, there will be a second one. In this way, those ghosts in the underworld who can't reincarnate won't be as anxious to reincarnate back to the world of the living as before. If the city in hell is well built, the ghosts' lives will be more comfortable than those in the world of the living—"

"How can it be more comfortable than the world of the living?" Taoist Qinghui felt that Jiang Chunian was thinking too much.

"Why not?" Jiang Chunian asked, "If the scientific system of the underworld is established, then they can completely replicate the human system in the underworld. Even if it can't be copied one-to-one, they can make slight adjustments based on the actual conditions in the underworld. We humans have day and night, but the underworld does not. Ghosts don't feel tired, so they can do whatever they want for a long time. For those who always feel that they don't have enough time, perhaps becoming a ghost is the best thing for them."

Taoist Qinghui was still not optimistic: "Rebuilding a system is not an easy task."

"Whether it's easy or not, we have to do it first." Jiang Chunian: "It doesn't matter if we coax or deceive them. Once those ghosts in the underworld have hope and something to do, they will naturally stop thinking about causing trouble like before. Wouldn't that mean we in the world can have more peace?"

"That's true." Taoist Qinghui nodded.

"So, we have to help the underworld." Jiang Chunian said.

Taoist Qinghui looked at her with a smile: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I want you to help compile a list." Jiang Chunian stated his request bluntly.

"What list?" asked Taoist Qinghui.

"It's a list of deceased talents." Jiang Chunian said, "Doesn't the Underworld need talents right now? Let's let our talents help the King of Hell and his men. This will allow them to make use of their remaining energy while they wait for reincarnation in the Underworld."

Taoist Priest Qinghui: "This matter is not a big problem. But I need to report it to the senior leader."

"Well, then you should make a detailed plan to support the underworld in building a new city. I suspect there may be other matters that require our help in the human world. When the time comes, the Ninth Department will handle these matters. This will strengthen the connection between the Ninth Department and the underworld, making some matters easier to handle in the future. It will also help strengthen the Ninth Department's weight within the national system."

It has to be said that Jiang Chunian's suggestion was very much in line with Taoist Qinghui's wishes.

"Since you came up with this plan, why not let you do it?" Taoist Qinghui said, "You're familiar with the people in the underworld anyway, so I'll need you to make the connections initially."

"No, no, no." Jiang Chunian waved his hands quickly: "I just give you an idea, I don't care about the details."

She didn't want to be entangled in such trivial matters, she just wanted to be a free person.

If you want to go to work, go to work. If you don’t want to go to work, just sit there and do nothing.

Reliving her life again in this peaceful and prosperous era, the passion that once filled her heart with patriotism had long since vanished.

She also contributed to this peaceful and prosperous era, and now she can just lie back on her laurels and enjoy herself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chunian became more and more resistant to this job: "No, no, absolutely not. Find someone else, don't look for me."

Taoist Qinghui said helplessly, "How about this? You can be a nominal team leader, let the people below do the work, and you can be responsible for communicating with the underworld?"