Quick Transmigration: Still Life Fairy

Chapter 221 The Clumsy CEO's Exclusive NPC

In the bright and clean office area, the sound of keyboards being typed was incessant. Underneath this noise, the employees, who were pretending to work diligently, were whispering among themselves.

"The CEO is so serious."

"Yes, yes, I heard that today's meeting was just to report on the company's progress in new products this quarter. The detailed data was given to the president by Secretary Li yesterday, and the president must have seen it. I didn't expect him to be taking such serious notes during today's meeting. No wonder he's the president!"

"You're wrong about that. He didn't get his position as president through his own abilities; he just inherited the family business. He was a good-for-nothing second-generation rich kid before. I think the reason he's taking such detailed notes is because he can't understand the data."

"You're just jealous!"

……

The commotion outside had no effect on the meeting taking place inside the conference room.

The meeting room is a rectangular glass room on the east side of the office area. The glass walls are completely transparent, so the situation inside the meeting room can be clearly seen from the office area.

Of course, if you don't want people outside to see inside, there are electric curtains hanging on the glass walls. Once closed, they can completely block out what's inside.

Through the glass, the company's directors were seated on a long rectangular table. At the head of the table sat a young man who looked to be in his early twenties. He wore a black suit and frameless glasses, which added a touch of asceticism to his handsome face.

At this moment, the young man was staring intently at the laptop in front of him, his left hand constantly typing on the keyboard, and his right hand holding the mouse, clicking it every now and then. He looked very busy.

A middle-aged man sitting to his left and behind him was holding a thick stack of papers and reporting the latest data incessantly.

The company's directors looked at the young man sitting at the head of the table. Although they were still somewhat resentful, the young man's serious attitude made them feel at ease.

"The old leader left suddenly this time. I thought the company... Sigh, I'm fortunate to have this young leader who is responsible. His attitude is also good."

"Yes, that's true. At least I really appreciate that serious attitude."

"I heard that the old marshal has been personally training him and bringing him along. His abilities should be quite good. What he lacks is experience. Who knows, this young man might achieve great things in the future."

"That's a matter for the future; let's focus on the present."

The directors were also whispering among themselves, but they were careful to keep their voices down so that they were almost inaudible.

The young man sitting at the head of the table seemed oblivious to everything, still diligently operating the computer.

Standing behind the young man, dressed in a business suit, Xiao Li, who looked like a secretary, had sharp ears and overheard the whispers of the directors. He turned his gaze to the president in front of him, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

Dear directors, it seems you really think too highly of the CEO.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself.

From his perspective, what was displayed on the president's computer screen was crystal clear. If he didn't know what the president was doing, he might have praised the president for being diligent. However, after seeing what the president was doing, he just wanted to remind the foolish mortals around him: when did typing on a computer become a synonym for being a diligent worker?

For the secretary to react so strongly, the computer screen in front of the young man couldn't possibly be displaying meeting notes. So what was it?

On the computer screen, a vast sea of ​​flowers was displayed. The colorful flowers were in full bloom, swaying in the breeze. Large butterflies fluttered up and down among the flowers, busily creating a beautiful scene.

Amidst this beautiful scenery, a figure dressed in a white warrior's robe fluttered among the flowers, continuously firing sharp hidden weapons that struck the surrounding butterflies, creating a flurry of -1-1 numbers.

The butterfly that was hit immediately went berserk, surrounded by a red light, and flew in front of the white figure. As its wings fluttered, green light enveloped the white figure, and numbers with minus signs began to appear above the white figure's head.

-53

-56

-93

-59

The screen went dark, the colorful sea of ​​flowers turned into a black and white photo, and the white figure slowly fell to the ground. The butterflies that had been surrounding him scattered and continued to play among the flowers.

"Tsk! Died again!"

The young man muttered to himself, so softly that it was almost inaudible, his expression unchanged, still looking very serious.

I clicked on the left side of the screen to enter the menu page, where I found the game's shop, recharged, and bought resurrection pills.

A single resurrection pill costs a full one hundred silver dollars, making it quite a luxury item.

Swallowing the resurrection pill, the character on the screen is revived, saving the time of going to the Underworld.

"...President, that's the general data." The middle-aged man finally stopped his rambling and placed the thick stack of data he was holding on the table.

The young man was multitasking, simultaneously maneuvering his character to launch darts at the butterflies and glancing at the board members who were waiting for his answer.

"Okay, I understand. Is there anything else?"

"Um... there's one more thing that I need your decision on, President."

"Say!"

The white figure on the screen fell down again, and the image turned black and white once more. The young man's tone became more sharp.

"Here's the thing, the contracts of the previous spokespeople for the company's clothing line have expired, and we need to select a new spokesperson as soon as possible. We have compiled a list of the most suitable candidates, a total of five celebrities, and we need you, President, to choose one."

"I see."

The young man gave a curt reply, and his secretary, Li, very tactfully took the documents handed to him by his subordinate and held them in his hand.

"Is there anything else?"

Seeing that everyone was silent or shaking their heads, the young man closed his laptop: "Then let's adjourn the meeting."

I need to hurry back and do my mission while I still have some time.

After passing through the office area and taking the elevator to the top floor, the young man led Secretary Li back to his office on the top floor.

"Why are you here?"

Upon opening the office door and seeing his brother sitting in his chair, the young man frowned and asked.

"What? You don't welcome me?"

A man with a buzz cut, slanted eyebrows, and upturned eyes, looking quite sinister, lay comfortably in a chair, propped his feet up on the desk in front of him, and raised his chin as he spoke.

"I was kind enough to come and check on you when I was passing by, worried that you wouldn't be able to handle those old foxes at this company. And this is how you treat me, handsome?"

A vein throbbed on the young man's forehead: "Ma Shiye!! I told you, don't call me handsome!!!"

Ma Shiye didn't take it to heart, maintaining his usual nonchalant attitude: "If I don't call you handsome, what should I call you? Your surname is Handsome, and your given name is Brother. I'm calling you by your name in a very proper way, without any other meaning behind it~"

Handsome guy: ╯︵┻━┻