In fact, Shang Lin really wanted to say, "I don't know either!" He hadn't had much contact with ghost cultivators in his previous life, and the environments of the cultivation world and the human world were different, so there was really nothing he could learn from them.
Situ Pojun then asked, "So what should we do now?"
Shang Lin sighed softly, "Just wait and see."
What he really wanted to say was, "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"
But as the sect leader of the Yuntai Sect, he still had to maintain his image, so Shang Lin changed the subject again, "Your annual meeting is over? Are you really going to be transferred?"
Situ Pojun then withdrew his gaze from Ji Xiaoyao and turned to Shang Lin, saying, "Let's go upstairs first."
Shang Lin hurriedly followed, "So you really got transferred?"
"Hmm." Situ Pojun's expression was calm. "But it's not the North Sea, it's the East Sea."
That's really the case. So, is the East China Sea better than the North China Sea?
“They’re all pretty much the same.” Situ Pojun stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the eighteenth floor. “They’re all new territories. To put it nicely, I’m going to pioneer new frontiers; to put it bluntly, I’m being exiled to the frontier.”
Shang Lin, "..."
I feel like there's no difference between these two statements, okay? For some reason, at this moment, Shang Lin suddenly thought of the "pioneer" and couldn't help but find it funny. Thinking about where Situ Pojun went and his actual age, it really was a fitting description.
However, it's better to keep it to himself than to say it out loud. After all, this is not a good thing for Situ Pojun. Although he told Shang Jing about ways to make money, the conditions for pioneers must be incredibly harsh!
So Shang Lin asked, "Is the section chief here newly transferred, or promoted from within the department?"
“He’s newly transferred,” Situ Pojun reminded him again. “I haven’t had any contact with him, so I know almost nothing about him. You should cut ties with this place. I’ve already told Lan Xuan not to mention you.”
What a pity.
After silently reflecting on his feelings, Shang Lin said, "Thanks for the reminder, but ever since I learned that you might be transferred, I haven't planned to have any further contact with anyone here. What about Shang Jing?"
Why did you only tell Lan Xuan? We're really not blood brothers!
The elevator doors opened, and Situ Pojun went straight to his office. "Lan Xuan stays. Shang Jing wants to come with me. He told me everything you said to him. Since he's willing, let's give it a try. Even if he doesn't end up being accepted by you, I won't have let his hard work go to waste."
Shang Lin walked into the office with practiced ease and sat down. "Actually, Lan Xuan also wants to go with you, right?"
Situ Pojun boiled water and made tea. "I don't think he would. He has his own beliefs and principles, and no one would make things difficult for him if he were to become the director."
Shang Lin wanted to say, "That's not necessarily true. Outstanding people are also envied, jealous, and hated. Moreover, with each new emperor comes a new court. Even if they don't act openly, there are plenty of underhanded tactics. However, Lan Xuan has accumulated merits, so his situation will be a little better."
But none of these things concerned him. He took out the pills he had refined and the talismans he had drawn in the past few days and pushed them to Situ Pojun. "Keep these for now. I'll finish the rest as soon as possible. By the way, when are you taking office?"
“After the New Year,” Situ Pojun said, picking up the pills and talismans and examining them. “It seems that the quality of your pills and talismans this time has improved somewhat.”
Thinking that Situ Pojun would not leave until after the New Year, Shang Lin thought he would have enough time to deliver the goods. However, when he heard that the level of the pills and talismans had been improved, Shang Lin was taken aback. "Really? I don't think there's any difference from before."
Could it be due to my own advancement? Even so, the improvement in the level of pills and talismans is very limited. Oh, it's also possible that this time the pill refining and talisman drawing were carried out in a special place.
Situ Pojun quickly packed up the things and casually said, "Maybe it's just my imagination. After all, holding an annual meeting is a particularly mentally taxing thing. What about Ji Xiaoyao?" Who wouldn't be upset if they bought something at a high price but got something at a low price? Foolish.
Shang Lin reiterated, "Just wait." If it truly is an advancement, then we shouldn't disturb them even more. The only question is, how long will it take?
"Okay, then we'll wait."
Because Ji Xiaoyao's condition was unclear, Shang Lin was really worried, so he called She Jinxing over to keep an eye on him. He himself had to refine pills, draw talismans, and do his homework. Oh, and there was something even more important: to get that little turtle into the painting.
However, before She Jinxing arrived, he told Chi Xie to go home and stay with Shang Lin and Old Man Chai. Chi Xie had stopped making short videos recently; he had finished making stories about heroes and beauties and was preparing for the next subject.
As for the live stream during this period, Red Scorpion directly refused, saying, "I don't understand, I can't, I need to rest."
Xing Tian hadn't originally planned to use the Red Scorpion, so he agreed. Unfortunately, the person who wanted to rest was called back to be a bodyguard. However, being a bodyguard was similar to resting; it just meant having to cook for Shang Lin and Old Man Chai.
Although Old Man Chai can cook now, Shang Lin only lets him cook one meal a day because of his health condition. So Chi Xie has no choice but to learn little by little.
When Shang Lin returned home from the office, Chi Xie was cooking under Old Man Chai's guidance, looking as if he were grappling with some difficult problem. He couldn't help but chuckle. It was truly remarkable that even a rebellious demon cultivator could compromise sometimes.
When Old Man Chai saw Shang Lin return, he laughed and said, "Your friends are really amazing; they learn everything so quickly."
Shang Lin praised without reservation, "Of course."
Red Scorpion silently complained, "Sweet words are useless. I had no choice but to do this because that guy She Jinxing... is too good at psychological manipulation. I've been tricked by him."
Shang Lin also used some of Old Man Chai's pills, but he used them sparingly and had to make adjustments based on Old Man Chai's physical condition. So after praising Red Scorpion, he went to take Old Man Chai's pulse.
However, after taking his pulse, Old Man Chai said first, "I'm in good health now, so don't worry about me. I see you're busy all day and don't get much rest. Don't overwork yourself."
Shang Lin smiled, "I know my limits and won't overwork myself. Besides, my godfather is in good health, which is why I can eat your cooking three meals a day. As for Chi Xie's cooking skills, they are barely edible."
Old Man Chai glanced subconsciously at the bedroom door, then looked at Shang Lin and said seriously, "Don't discourage young people's ambition."
Shang Lin smiled and nodded, really wanting to say, "The fact that Chi Xie can cook is beyond my imagination. As for whether it tastes good or not, you really don't need to worry about it."
However, Red Scorpion didn't give Shang Lin a chance to speak, and immediately called out, "Time to eat."
Don't think that he won't hear you if you speak ill of him quietly. He's just pretending to be deaf and dumb for the sake of internal unity.
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