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Two days later.

It's another cloudy day.

No matter how much he didn't want to know the news about the Undead Demon, the move of Huaye Studio into the Xingfei Building was no small matter after all. The significance behind it meant that Wen Can had no way of escaping the relevant information reported by his subordinates - for example, today was the deadline for submission of the Undead Demon's manuscript.

If you miss today, it means that the next issue of Huaye will once again log in to the Undead Demon's apology message for the discontinuation of updates. Now that the studio has moved into Xingfei, Wen Can has to worry that their company will be besieged by angry and evil fans - after the news came out, there were more tabloid reporters peeking under the building, and even some fans wandering around aimlessly just to try their luck and catch the Undead Demon himself - they don't even know what the Undead Demon looks like, or whether he is tall, short, fat or thin.

This kind of fanaticism is no less than that of star-chasers.

For this reason, and because he had some meetings that had not yet begun, Wen Can simply chose to come to the company today.

Anyway, almost all the authors of Huaye submitted their manuscripts by mail, including the Undead Demon, so he was not worried about the chance encounter that Jiang Xu mentioned - even if she really came to submit her manuscript in person for the first time, she didn't have a special card to swipe to open the elevator.

There was no chance that they would meet by chance.

After parking the car in the garage and getting out fully armed, Wen Can used his card to open the exclusive elevator.

The elevator door slowly closed and rose.

Wen Can lowered his eyes, his mind sorting out the things that needed to be resolved in today's meeting, as well as the research department's results that he needed to inspect.

When he was about to take off his hat, he suddenly felt the elevator slowly stop.

Wen Can: ...

Subconsciously stopping his hand from taking off his hat, the man raised his head and saw a clear "1" on the display.

Stopped on the first floor? Could it be that Jiang Xu is here again? Why does he keep coming here recently...

Just as I was thinking this, a completely unfamiliar figure appeared outside the slowly opening elevator door.

When he looked out, the first thing that came to his mind was that this person was more than a head shorter than him, so he was definitely not Jiang Xu...

Then, he saw a huge black down jacket covered with abstract graffiti. The zipper was closed, connecting a line of large, fancy words hanging diagonally in the graffiti - "I am the immortal demon."

There is a big skull logo above the three words "Immortal Demon".

My heart sank when I saw this, and when I looked up, I saw long green hair like dead grass sticking out from under a black woolen hat, a mask with "I am your father" written on it that covered most of his face, and large reflective black-framed glasses.

Wen Can: ...

My mood has completely hit rock bottom.

It is also accompanied by a vague and unwilling sense of disillusionment.

But when he opened his mouth, a question with a fluke in mind came out of his mouth naturally: "Are you an ordinary employee of Huaye? Who gave you this card?"

——Yes, ordinary employees of Huaye might dress like this. They are a bunch of otakus, and most of them are crazy fans of the undead monster. As for Ka... Ka is because...

Before his confused thoughts could come to a conclusion, the person outside the elevator silently took his hand out of his pocket and slashed at the huge graffiti on his clothes with his backhand - his action was full of super aggressiveness, as if saying "Are you blind? I've written it clearly here."

Wen Can: ...

Having completely lost hope, Premier Wen could only watch helplessly as this man, who looked like he was in the advanced stage of chuunibyou, swaggered in from outside with his card in his pocket.

The elevator slowly closed, and suffocating silence gradually filled the entire elevator car.

Wen Can tried his best not to look at that person, but the large amount of green showing from under the hat was too conspicuous. As long as he kept his eyes open, he could feel that strong presence no matter what.

The elevator went up, and he endured it all the way to the seventh floor. He couldn't help but ask, "Who gave you the card?"

"..."

The woman who looked like an undead demon then turned around and looked at him.

The lenses were highly reflective, so he could only vaguely see a little light covering his pupils in the reflection.

Then she turned her head back without saying a word and started playing with her phone.

Wen Can: ???

It didn't look that abnormal during the live broadcast that day? Could it be that Jiang Xu turned on some filter?

Just when he thought that this person was going to ignore him and fully demonstrate his rudeness, a mobile phone screen suddenly appeared in front of him.

Wen Can remained calm but was actually shocked:...

The blank memo showed two words: Mr. Jiang

It turned out to be given by that idiot Jiang Xu... But immediately, his attention was attracted by something else.

Her fingers protruded from the edge of the screen. Her nails, which had been clean that day, were now covered with doodles. The exposed thumb, index finger and middle finger together spelled out "I am no".

Wen Can: ...

Could the two invisible words be “death” and “demon”?

Even the phone cases are exaggerated.

Wen Can couldn't stand it any more, and asked again, "Are you really the immortal demon? Are you pretending to be one?"

No, the problem is...

"Why don't you speak?" He spoke in a low and cold tone, but suppressed a strange and intense emotional ups and downs, "Don't you know how to speak?"

The phone was taken back, pressed a few times and then held up in front of him again.

——"I have a bad cold and my throat is hoarse"

After that, she tried to make two sounds that were so dry that they were like sandpaper. Just listening to them was so uncomfortable that it made people want to jump off the building.

Wen Can immediately said, "Well, if you have a cold, stop talking."

There was something he didn't want to face - no, not just a little, he didn't want to face it at all.

It was not until this moment when this feeling of complete disillusionment rose up uncontrollably that he realized that he had once loved the Undead Demon and had briefly become a fan of him.

Although he didn't deliberately imagine it, in any case, it was the simple black-clad man he saw last time in the live broadcast, which better fits his imagination of a low-key genius cartoonist.

And this one in front of me, with green hair, manicures, and a graffiti-covered cotton jacket, looks so abstract that it can't be more abstract...

The number jumped to the eleventh floor.

Wen Can closed his eyes and said calmly, "You dressed like this, do you want everyone to know that you are an immortal demon?"

The phone was raised again.

-Anyway, there will be a lot of people asking, and I don’t want to answer them one by one. Why not just print the answers on my body? Isn’t that convenient?

Wen Can: ...

"You talk a lot."

-If you can't speak, you will type faster.

"But I suggest you not to be so high-profile. It might cause a riot."

-I always have to get used to it because I am born to be the center of the storm.

Wen Can: ...

"If the news gets out, people will surround you downstairs. Are you really ready to face the reporters' cameras today? Someone might even pull your mask off."

-But can't you control your employees from leaking information?

Wen Can was stunned.

Before he could react, another text appeared in front of him.

-You are Xingfei's boss.

Wen Can: ...

All the unspeakable complex emotions cooled down and faded away in an instant. The expression of the man under the brim of the hat cooled down drastically. His eyelids half drooped, covering half of his pupils. His drooping gaze became bone-chillingly cold, and he fixed his gaze on the green hair of the undead demon in an extremely aggressive manner.

"How do you know I'm the boss?" He laughed without any smile. "There are still shareholders who can get on this elevator, and many of Xingfei's shareholders are kept secret - how did Miss Undead Demon guess that I'm the boss?"

After a moment, the phone was raised.

-Please call me the Immortal Demon.

-Or adults.

Wen Can: ...

For the first time, I had the urge to swear at a stranger.