Not only that, but by his side were several alluring beauties, embracing them left and right, enjoying the bliss of having multiple consorts.
"Cough cough..."
Tang Xiaomin cleared her throat twice to announce her arrival.
Chu Chen naturally saw her too. He slowly sipped the red wine in his glass, his expression playful.
"What, you want to join us too?"
Tang Xiaomin shot him a glare, then said coldly to the beauties around Chu Chen.
"You girls, get lost."
Her arrogant tone quickly provoked dissatisfaction from the other women.
"Who are you to order us around?"
"You wouldn't happen to be Chu Chen's girlfriend, would you? Heh heh..."
...
It was all her fault for being too low-key, so not everyone recognized Tang Xiaomin's identity as the Queen of the Underworld, and she disdained to explain.
Moreover, she had a very effective way to achieve her goals.
She took out a large handful of ghost money from her pocket and threw it into a corner in front of the women.
"Whoever picks up that money, it's theirs."
"What!"
The several beauties were startled at first, then rushed out to grab the money.
Seeing this, Chu Chen frowned, displeased.
"Hey, don't go!"
"Come back!"
...
As the saying goes, money makes the world go round.
Chu Chen's verbal obstruction was completely ineffective. Sudan Novel Network.
During his time in the capital of the underworld, he had deeply understood the allure of money.
If ghosts had many worries, money could solve ninety percent of them.
Tang Xiaomin, as she wished, sat in the seat opposite Chu Chen, acting as if she were a regular.
"You've been in the underworld for so long, how do you feel about it?"
Although Chu Chen was reluctant to admit it, he had to say that this kind of life could be called a paradise.
"Honestly, life in the city is indeed colorful and much more interesting than before."
"The most important thing is that if one has money, it would be even better."
"Heh..."
Tang Xiaomin smiled.
No matter how proud Chu Chen was at heart, once he entered this vibrant and colorful world, he would inevitably be assimilated by the mundane.
Just like now, as if he were addicted to the drug of money, he had begun to yearn for the smell of money.
"I actually came today because I want to ask you a question."
"What question?"
"I want to ask about the affairs between the King of Hell and the Supreme Commander."
Upon hearing this question, a bitter smile played on Chu Chen's lips.
"The King of Hell, heh..."
Chu Chen recalled and said.
"The King of Hell is the chief of the Ten Kings of Hell and is deeply favored by the Supreme Commander. Before, we all had to watch his mood."
Tang Xiaomin asked in confusion, "What kind of favor was it?"
At this moment, Chu Chen leaned in mysteriously and whispered to Tang Xiaomin.
"There's gossip that the King of Hell is the Supreme Commander's male consort."
"Ah!"
!!!
Tang Xiaomin was stunned, unable to imagine the scene.
"I didn't expect the Supreme Commander to be so playful, having male consorts..."
"What do you know? The entire underworld is ruled by the Supreme Commander. To be her male consort is an honor."
"That's a privilege second only to the Supreme Commander, not to mention countless other benefits."
"If the King of Hell wasn't slightly more handsome than me, that position wouldn't have gone to him."
...
One only heard of concubines fighting for favor in ancient times, but never expected the Ten Kings of Hell to vie to be male consorts.
Tang Xiaomin's eyes were opened today. She thought, how good it is to have power, you can even have male consorts.
Chu Chen chattered on about past events, all of which were his resentful past.
Tang Xiaomin listened patiently without interrupting him.
After he finished speaking, she said.
"Chu Chen, you've been living off the fat of the land here for so long. What are your plans for the future?"
Chu Chen slowly sipped the red wine in his glass and said lightly.
"This kind of life is quite good. I don't have any plans."
"Oh, really."
So, Chu Chen was settling in.
A cunning smile played on Tang Xiaomin's lips, and she already had a plan in mind.
"The owner of this hotel said you owe at least two million here. According to the rules of the underworld, if you don't pay your debts, you'll be forcibly thrown into hell by the enforcement team for punishment."
"Are you threatening me?"
"It's not a threat, just a reminder."
Chu Chen was in enemy territory now. He had considered escaping.
But there were always eyes watching his every move. Not only that, they had installed trackers on him, and there were surveillance cameras everywhere in the underworld capital.
He couldn't escape at all.
Seeing Chu Chen's extremely grim expression, Tang Xiaomin comforted him.
"It's just a debt, it's no big deal. You just need to repay it."
"How about this, I've opened a studio, and you can be an artist for me to earn money. You can pay it off in a few months at the latest. Not only that, you'll also make money."
"Think it over carefully."
Tang Xiaomin showed Chu Chen a way forward and left without lingering.
She counted silently in her heart.
One.
Two.
Three.
...
"Wait."
Chu Chen couldn't help but call out to Tang Xiaomin.
Tang Xiaomin deliberately said in a calm tone, "What's wrong?"
Chu Chen's face was filled with helplessness and unwillingness.
"Can you really help me make money?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaomin suppressed a laugh.
She painted a rosy picture for Chu Chen, like those bosses.
"Of course. As long as you cooperate according to our company's regulations, I guarantee that within a year, your net worth will exceed five million. The premise is that you obey the company's arrangements."
Five million?
That amount of money would mean financial freedom even in the underworld.
As long as he earned a large sum of money, he could leave.
Chu Chen made up his mind and compromised.
"Okay, I'll come to work at your company. If I don't make money within a year, I'll settle the score with you."
"Alright. I'll give you an address. You can go there yourself. I won't accompany you."
"You're not coming with me? What are you going to do, are you that busy?"
"Yes, very busy."
With the end of the semester approaching, Tang Xiaomin also needed to study hard to achieve good grades and live the life she should at her age.
It was already half-past nine the next morning when she returned home.
As she pushed open the door, Tang Xiaomin was surprised to find everyone at home.
Zhang Meiyu was the first to notice Tang Xiaomin.
"Xiaomin, why didn't you come home last night?"
Tang Ye didn't speak, but his face was grim, yet he looked pleased.
Tang Yu sighed.
"It's good that you're back. Next time, if you can't come back, at least call. Otherwise, when we can't reach you, we'll all be worried."
From the dark circles under their eyes, it was evident that they had stayed up all night.