Chapter 82: Is This Tablet Really Unfixable?

Chapter 82: Is This Tablet Really Unfixable?

When Shen Shubai woke up again, it was already an hour later.

He lay on the floor, dizzy and on the verge of passing out, with a sharp pain in the back of his neck, as if he had been struck hard.

Grimacing, he slowly sat up and looked around, "Where the hell am I?"

"Mr. Shen, you're awake," Fan Ming stood at a distance, "This is the Li Corporation's break room."

Shen Shubai was stunned.

Right, he remembered now.

He had come here looking for trouble, but instead, he ended up taking a big fall.

Remembering what he saw before passing out, Shen Shubai broke into a cold sweat... Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang! The ghostly enforcers from horror stories!

Why were they here!

And they had beaten up Zhang Shanfeng. Speaking of which, where was Zhang Shanfeng?

Wasn't he supposed to be unbeatable in the mortal world?

"Where is Mr. Zhang?" Shen Shubai asked.

Fan Ming looked confused, "Mr. Shen, which Mr. Zhang are you referring to?"

Shen Shubai stood up, nearly tripping over a piece of chewed sugarcane on the floor, and stumbled, "Taoist Master Zhang, who came with me to Li Corporation."

Fan Ming thought for a moment, "You came by yourself."

Shen Shubai, "I..."

He stepped over the mess on the floor, very agitated, and rushed up to Fan Ming, glaring at him, "What are you talking about? It was clearly you who brought us in."

Fan Ming didn't budge, "Mr. Shen, you must be mistaken."

Shen Shubai laughed in anger.

He spun around, taking in the mess, and angrily kicked some trash away... He had passed out, and Li Wenzhao didn't even move him to a better spot?

He was furious.

He felt like his lungs were going to burst.

Shen Shubai unbuttoned his coat, put his hands on his hips, and pointed at the floor, "Then tell me, why did I pass out here? And why is your break room such a mess?"

Fan Ming replied without changing his expression, "You got drunk and trashed the place."

"..."

Shen Shubai was so angry he was fuming, and he knocked over a nearby shelf, "Bullshit!"

"Where's Li Wenzhao? Get him over here!"

Fan Ming, sounding like a robot, said, "Mr. Li is in a meeting and can't be disturbed."

Shen Shubai was speechless.

Five minutes later, Shen Shubai, like a raging water buffalo, charged into the top-floor office like a wild boar, causing chaos.

During lunchtime, Li Wenzhao was enjoying a private, indulgent lunch with Jing Yi in the office.

The moment the door burst open, Jing Yi was startled.

"Li Wenzhao! What the hell are you up to!"

Fan Ming, unable to stop the raging Shen Shubai, was panting and pale, "Sorry, Mr. Li." Shen Shubai's gone completely nuts, there's no stopping him.

Li Wenzhao spoke kindly, "Mr. Shen, what's going on?"

Shen Shubai was stunned.

Recalling the two faces he saw before passing out, his mind suddenly cleared, everything clicking into place—

Why did Zhang Shanfeng vanish into thin air? He must have been snatched away by Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang.

Why did Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang appear at Li Corporation?

What is their relationship with Li Wenzhao?

With such a powerful and mysterious background, who across the entire globe could possibly take down Li Wenzhao?

Oh, right, he also remembered.

Jing Yi was dragged into trouble by Qiu Guzheng and his gang, plunged to his death off a cliff, and was declared beyond hope by top hospitals in the capital, but Li Wenzhao stubbornly kept him alive in a hospital room.

Two weeks later, he miraculously came back to life...

The more Shen Shubai dwelled on it, the more fear gripped him.

Was he still up against mere mortals?

"Hehehe, boss, Shen Shubai's imagination is quite strong, he's practically painting you as the King of Hell, hahaha."

Li Wenzhao chuckled lightly.

He was far from being the King of Hell, he just got lucky and stumbled upon a treasure at home.

"Who exactly are you?" Shen Shubai stared blankly at Li Wenzhao.

Li Wenzhao remained composed, "Mr. Shen, what's the deal?"

Fan Ming said, "Mr. Li, Mr. Shen's drunk, he's dead set on finding Zhang Sanfeng, and..."

Shen Shubai turned his head, "Shut your mouth!"

Fan Ming: "..."

"Li Wenzhao, what are you playing at?" Shen Shubai said, "I saw it all before I blacked out."

Li Wenzhao: "What did you see, huh?"

Shen Shubai: "It was Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang, of course! Dare you say you haven't seen them?"

"Oh, so you saw ghosts." Li Wenzhao said calmly, "Then you shouldn't come to me, you should go to the psychiatry department."

Shen Shubai was furious, "You're the crazy one!"

"It's not good to avoid seeing a doctor just because you're scared of getting sick," Jing Yi said. "Since you fell ill at Li Corporation, I can help you schedule a paid consultation."

Shen Shubai: "..."

Seeing that Li Wenzhao wasn't giving anything away, Shen Shubai turned his gaze to Jing Yi. "Aren't you scared working with someone like Li Wenzhao?"

"I don't understand," Jing Yi propped his chin. "Why do you keep bringing this up?"

Shen Shubai: "I..."

"What does it matter to you if he knows Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang? You can't even take care of your own stuff, yet you're sticking your nose into Li Corporation's business. Did you have too much salt in your coffee this morning?"

"..."

"When did I say he was buddies with Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang..." Shen Shubai was stunned for a moment, looking at Jing Yi in disbelief.

Jing Yi chuckled: "I can see the future."

Shen Shubai: "..."

He shot Jing Yi a dirty look.

Jing Yi: "Eldest young master, he cursed like a sailor!"

Shen Shubai: "..."

Wait, you can really see the future?

Jing Yi nodded: "Yes, I can."

"..." Shen Shubai fell silent.

"I was the First Emperor a thousand years ago, took some magic pills, and became immortal," Jing Yi rambled mysteriously. "In this life, I settled in the Li family. I'll make sure the whole Li family stays safe. If you stick with me, you'll definitely turn your luck around and hit it big!"

Shen Shubai stood frozen.

Fan Ming: "?"

Is this some new scam?

"Hey, young butler, don't go overboard."

Jing Yi pouted: "How did I overdo it? I nailed it. I think Shen Shubai is totally freaked out by me!"

Li Wenzhao: "He's not that dumb."

"With all the dumb stuff he's done, how smart can he be?"

Probably about as smart as him.

Jing Yi doesn't sweat people who aren't smarter than him.

Soon, Shen Shubai snapped back to reality.

"If I bought that, I'd need to check myself into the psych ward," Shen Shubai smiled faintly. "Save your jokes for the dogs. I'm just here to find Mr. Zhang."

Li Wenzhao: "Who is Mr. Zhang?"

"Don't act stupid," Shen Shubai said. "I know he's here. If you don't give him up, you're breaking the law by holding him here!"

He had decided.

Instead of getting vague nonsense from Li Wenzhao and Jing Yi, he figured it was better to ask his own people.

Zhang Shanfeng had come with him and shared the experience of the haunted tea room. Asking him was sure to get an answer.

Li Wenzhao: "Do you have any evidence?"

Shen Shubai said, "I saw it with my own eyes."

"Maybe," Jing Yi said gently, "you were just... scaring... yourself?"

"..."

...

The overdramatic Shen Shubai was forcibly escorted away by Fan Ming.

Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang drifted out of the break room, still in human form and wearing work uniforms, but looking utterly drained.

"It's over, it's over, it's over..." Hei Wuchang grabbed his hair and paced in circles, "If Lady Meng finds out we showed ourselves to mortals, she'll definitely make us clean hell's toilets as punishment."

Bai Wuchang sighed: "No choice, we lost control for a moment, and our magic spilled out."

Hei Wuchang crouched in the corner, sulking as he drew circles.

Seeing Hei Wuchang looking utterly dejected, Jing Yi pulled out a secret stash of marshmallows, "Want some marshmallows?"

Hei Wuchang snatched it: "Yes."

Jing Yi: "..."

"What about that ghost master?" Li Wenzhao asked. "Did you deal with him?"

"Yeah, this guy was raising ghosts to hurt people, which is a major offense," Bai Wuchang said, "I've already reported it. We'll see how the higher-ups respond in a few days. At the very least, he'll get a forced reset."

Jing Yi: "What does that mean?"

Hei Wuchang tilted his head back, catching marshmallows with his mouth, and said in between bites, "In your terms, it means resetting his brain to factory settings."

Oh, that's definitely a reset.

One-click reset, leaving him completely blank and pure.

"Don't you think you're cursed?" Hei Wuchang said. "Every time we show up, we have to clean up after you."

Bai Wuchang nodded: "I feel that deeply."

Jing Yi pouted, indignant: "What does it have to do with me? I'm a victim too, you know?"

Bai Wuchang rolled his eyes: "It's mostly because you're such a handful. We've guided so many souls to rebirth, and even the one who ended up in the apocalypse wasn't as much trouble as you."

Jing Yi felt that hit hard.

Li Wenzhao patted his head reassuringly, "It's not your fault."

Exactly right.

The eldest young master is really something; he even has the impulse to devote himself entirely.

"People who smile a lot tend to have good luck," Hei Wuchang said, finishing the cotton candy and then rummaging through Jing Yi's workstation for more snacks. "You should smile more often."

Jing Yi couldn't agree: "It's not that smiling brings good luck; it's that good luck makes people smile."

"Old Eight, stop eating," Bai Wuchang said. "We've got orders from above."

"What orders?"

Bai Wuchang glanced at the compass, then at Jing Yi and Li Wenzhao, his expression hard to read.

Hei Wuchang lowered his voice: "What's wrong?"

"Lady Meng Po herself... is coming here."

"Crash."

The snacks in Hei Wuchang's hands scattered all over the floor.

·

"This is bad, really, really bad," Hei Wuchang said.

Even the usually unflappable Bai Wuchang was thrown off balance.

It seems Lady Meng Po's big soup ladle is truly something to fear.

Jing Yi stood by, watching the two headless flies suddenly appearing in the office, and murmured, "So even in the underworld, people get nervous around the boss."

Hei Wuchang turned and shouted, "You still have time to crack jokes!"

Jing Yi: "She's not my boss."

What else can I do besides cracking jokes? Rain on your parade?

"Don't freak out," Jing Yi said. "It's just the boss, not the apocalypse."

"You really talk without knowing the struggle," Hei Wuchang said. "Try cleaning hell once; you have no idea."

"Stay cool, what's coming will come," Jing Yi said. "You two can't run from it."

Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang were speechless.

"Be as chill as a cockroach; even if you're squished flat, just crawl away," Jing Yi said with a slight smile.

"..."

After Jing Yi's roundabout pep talk, Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang surprisingly calmed down.

Yeah, whether they die early or late, they're still gonna die. What are they hiding from?

Besides, they've already died once. Lady Meng Po can only fine them or make them clean.

What's there to be scared of?

"Nah, I'm still scared," Hei Wuchang said. "What about you, Old Seven?"

"Yeah, scared."

Li Wenzhao spoke up at the right moment: "There's still time, you two can go out and buy some things that Meng Po likes."

Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang were taken aback.

Hei Wuchang: "We have no money."

Li Wenzhao took out a card, "I do."

Hei Wuchang took it with a grin: "Hehe, Mr. Li is indeed Mr. Li, always so generous. With Jing Yi marrying you, we can finally relax."

Bai Wuchang also said: "Is this what they mean by marrying into money in those novels?"

Jing Yi blushed and spoke calmly: "Don't talk like you're my family."

"We brought you here, so what's wrong with acting like family?" Hei Wuchang said: "Don't forget to send us the wedding invite, we did play matchmaker after all."

Jing Yi: "..."

Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang finally got their act together, holding the bank card, they floated away, even forgetting to say goodbye.

Jing Yi watched them go, "Meng Po is coming..." he said regretfully: "I’d love to see the Wuchangs get a good beating."

Li Wenzhao chuckled, "They didn’t go far; they’d freak out if they heard."

Jing Yi: "Let them freak out." He wanted to go crazy too.

Everything Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang said... was spot on.

In front of Li Wenzhao, how could he ever reclaim his authority as a husband?

Jing Yi shut his little mouth.

Turning around, he saw that all the hidden snacks had been looted, Jing Yi pouted, "All my snacks are gone."

Li Wenzhao: "Go buy some more."

Jing Yi remembered how Li Wenzhao had pulled out the card earlier—it was just so cool.

He pursed his lips and smiled, gently poking Li Wenzhao's chest, "Big boss, spare some cash, I need snacks too."

Li Wenzhao raised an eyebrow.

Jing Yi took Li Wenzhao's new card and happily went off to buy more snacks, not noticing that Hei Wuchang had dug up the tablet he’d hidden.

It was just sitting there, right out in the open on the table.

·

·

Outside Li Corporation, Shen Shubai was half-pushed, half-dragged out by Fan Ming.

Shen Shubai was so furious he started cursing loudly at the entrance of Li Corporation.

No one paid him any mind, and after cursing until he was worn out, Shen Shubai finally turned and left.

Just around the corner, he ran into Zhang Shanfeng, who had been missing for some time.

"Zhang Shanfeng!" Shen Shubai exclaimed, shocked: "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Heh, heh heh... You know me?" Zhang Shanfeng looked different from before, his clothes torn and disheveled, his hair a tangled mess, his face covered in black soot, and black saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Shen Shubai stepped back in disgust, shaking off Zhang Shanfeng, "What's your problem?"

"Mama, mama..." Zhang Shanfeng pouted, tearing up, chasing after Shen Shubai, calling him 'mom.'

"Are you out of your mind?" Shen Shubai dodged him like he was a cockroach, "Who's your mom? Zhang Shanfeng, get a grip!"

Zhang Shanfeng pouted, "Mama, mama, I'm hungry..."

"You damn... ahhh!"

Shen Shubai ran off like a lunatic.

"Mr. Shen! Mr. Shen!" The assistant hurried over, only to see Shen Shubai's frantic figure running away, "Mr. Shen, wait..."

"What's going on?" Qin Ningning asked over the phone.

"I don't know how to put it."

Qin Ningning paused for a moment on the phone, "Just say it."

"Li Corporation is business as usual, nothing unusual happened," the assistant said.

"What about Shen Shubai and the ghost master?"

It seems they've both lost their minds.

And to new extremes, each in their own way.

"Mr. Shen took off," the assistant reported truthfully, looking at Zhang Shanfeng, who was lying on the ground, crying for his mom not far away, "The ghost master... he seems to be looking for his mom."

Qin Ningning: "?"

Looking for his mom at Li Corporation? What?

Moreover, she pressed, "Explain clearly, what do you mean Mr. Shen took off? Where did he go?"

The assistant looked up, Shen Shubai was screaming as if he'd lost his mind, jumped onto the bridge and, with a splash, plunged into the river.

"..."

Qin Ningning: "Speak!"

"Mr. Shen... he ran into the river," the assistant said.

Qin Ningning: ?

What kind of mess is this?

The assistant was still in a daze, Qin Ningning was the first to react, "Call the police and get him out of there! What are you standing around for!"

"Oh oh... I'll go right away."

·

·

Jing Yi had just left the house and was heading straight for the mall, with bodyguards sent by Li Wenzhao secretly protecting him from behind.

On the way, he took out his phone and saw a few old messages, which were already ten minutes old—

[Young Master]: Wahhh...

[Young Master]: Jing Yi, I'm so sad.

Jing Yi: Huh?

Let’s see who hurt our young master’s fragile little heart.

It was too cold, and Jing Yi was too lazy to type, so he called him directly.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Wahhh, Jing Yi, I’m so upset," Li Mingzhi sobbed. "I suspect my boyfriend doesn't love me anymore."

Jing Yi thought for a moment in his mind, Li Mingzhi's boyfriend = Chu Yuanjiu.

The only two-time award-winning actor after Qiu Guzheng's death, currently a rising star, his advertisements are everywhere on the streets.

How could he be involved in a scandal too?

Jing Yi: "Cheating or domestic violence?"

"No, QAQ..." Li Mingzhi sniffled.

Jing Yi: "Is it drugs? Gambling? Or something else?"

"Not that either."

"What is it then?" Jing Yi couldn't think of any other scandalous news.

Li Mingzhi's voice choked up as he accused, "He didn’t even kiss me when he left this morning!"

Jing Yi: "..."

Oh, come on, you two are like characters in a soap opera with all this drama, huh?

Li Mingzhi continued, "And also, we went to eat hotpot together yesterday, but he dropped the first piece of beef he was cooking... I think he just doesn't care about me."

"..."

Really? That’s what you’re upset about?

Jing Yi: "That’s a big deal to you?"

Li Mingzhi: "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"We should take this straight to the top!" Jing Yi said. "Young Master, don't worry, the eldest young master and I will back you up."

"That’s not exactly what I meant..." Li Mingzhi mumbled. "I just want him to care about me more."

Jing Yi was almost sick of all this drama, "Hey, Young Master, you free?"

"Why?"

"Wanna go shopping?" Jing Yi tempted. "We can go shopping together."

"Sure, I’m free right now," Li Mingzhi immediately got up. "Send me the address, I’ll disguise myself and be there."

"Got it."

Emotional problems? What emotional problems? Just shop till you drop, then go home, cuddle with your boyfriend, and all the tension melts away.

Ah, he really is an all-around butler, an emotional guru.

Hehehe.

Jing Yi expected Li Mingzhi's disguise to be simple: glasses, a mask, a hat, and a plain outfit. He didn't expect Li Wenzhao to go all out.

Fluffy blond hair, delicate features, and meticulous makeup that gave him a mixed-race vibe. He was still good-looking, just not his usual self.

Jing Yi was impressed. "Wow."

"Pretty cool, right?" Li Mingzhi said. "This is my new look for the drama. I just wrapped up filming and kept the makeup on so I don't need a mask outside."

Jing Yi sincerely praised, "Looking sharp~"

Li Mingzhi chuckled, "What brings you out shopping today? Don't you need to stick with my brother?"

"Nah," Jing Yi grinned, "I'm here on company business, picking up some stuff."

"What are you getting?"

"Whatever tastes good."

Li Mingzhi lit up. "I know this place inside out. I'll show you all the best eats."

"You're the best, young master!"

"You're awesome too, Jing Yi!" Li Mingzhi said. "You're so easygoing. If only you were my sister-in-law, we could hang out every day."

Jing Yi was speechless. "..."

I'm standing right in front of you.

But after Li Mingzhi's comment, Jing Yi thought it was time to make things official with Li Wenzhao. Keeping their relationship under wraps wasn't ideal, and it was time to shake things up with the Li family, especially the ever-energetic Third Young Master.

Li Wenzhao had always been patient with him, and Jing Yi had started to take it for granted.

Looking back, Li Wenzhao had always been lenient with him. What butler gets to sleep in at their employer's place? What employer puts up with their butler's endless griping, both in public and private? What butler stirs up so much trouble and still gets off scot-free...

As they strolled along, Jing Yi realized he was starting to miss Li Wenzhao.

It had always been Li Wenzhao taking the initiative. Next time, he would be more proactive and just pounce on Li Wenzhao and kiss him for a long time.

"..." Hmm.

"Jing Yi," Li Mingzhi poked his head out from the side, "What are you thinking about? You're all red?"

Jing Yi: "..."

Cough cough cough.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about how to transport all these things back," Jing Yi changed the subject.

"No big deal," Li Mingzhi said. "The store can deliver it for us."

"Oh, right," said Jing Yi, leaving the address at the front desk and walking out distractedly.

It was fine if he didn’t think about it, but once he did, all he wanted was to stick close to Li Wenzhao.

As if answering the call in his heart, Li Mingzhi's phone rang.

"Hello," Li Mingzhi pouted, "what do you want?"

After a brief exchange, Li Mingzhi obediently replied, "Alright, since you miss me, come pick me up."

Jing Yi blinked in confusion: ?

"Chu Yingdi? The famous actor?"

"Mm-hmm," Li Mingzhi said shyly, hanging up the phone. "I think he still loves me."

Jing Yi sighed, speechless: "..."

"You two are so lovey-dovey, it’s like you can’t survive without each other."

"Well, I’m heading out, Jing Yi," Li Mingzhi said. "Next time, I’ll join you for shopping again."

Jing Yi smiled and waved goodbye.

After seeing Li Mingzhi off, Jing Yi rubbed his face, eager to head back.

He couldn’t wait to give Li Wenzhao a big surprise.

·

·

By the time he returned to Li Corporation, it was nearly quitting time.

Jing Yi pushed the door open to find Li Wenzhao’s typically quiet office unusually lively.

Besides Fan Ming, two employees were inside, giving their reports.

"Assistant Jing’s back."

Fan Ming said, "Perfect timing—we’ve got good news."

"What good news?"

"The guy who attacked you in the garage confessed," Li Wenzhao said. "He pointed the finger at Shen Shubai in prison, so we’re pressing charges."

Jing Yi’s eyes widened. "Wow."

"Just like that, the protagonist brother’s going down?"

"Guess it’s true—what goes around comes around. All the trouble he stirred up is coming back to bite him."

Li Wenzhao asked gently, "Done with your shopping?"

"Mm-hmm," Jing Yi said as he walked over. "I went shopping with the young master."

Li Wenzhao nodded. "I know."

The bodyguards had already briefed him.

There were many people in the office, and Jing Yi couldn't bring up certain topics, so he could only wait anxiously.

Five minutes later, the other two employees left.

Fan Ming stayed behind, holding a tablet and tinkering with it.

Jing Yi waited a bit longer, then couldn't resist: "Secretary Fan, do you still have something to do?"

He still wanted to give Mr. Li a little jolt.

With others around.

He had no chance to act.

Fan Ming didn't pick up on Jing Yi's hint to leave, holding the tablet and flipping it over and over, "Just a sec, Jing Butler, it's almost done."

Jing Yi turned to look: "You know how to fix tablets too?"

"It's good to have many skills."

Jing Yi nodded, his heart suddenly skipping a beat, feeling like he had missed something.

A few seconds later, he turned back: "Whose tablet is this?"

Fan Ming: "Mr. Li's. It seems to have a virus."

Jing Yi: "………………"

Wait, whose tablet?

He yanked open the drawer, only to find it empty.

Jing Yi panicked, "Secretary Fan, do we really need to fix this tablet..."

"All fixed."

"..." Do you have to be such a jack-of-all-trades!

"Mr. Li, it's already on." Fan Ming handed over the tablet.

Mr. Li took it, seeing Jing Yi's nervous expression, and smiled: "Why so nervous? I won't blame you if it's broken."

His tablet had been missing for days, with no sign of it, but today it was unexpectedly found on the young butler's desk.

It just wouldn't turn on.

Mr. Li could picture Jing Yi secretly breaking the device and then carefully hiding it, so he smiled and directly called Fan Ming.

A jack-of-all-trades secretary is indeed very handy.

A brief startup chime played, and the screen lit up. Mr. Li looked down, nearly blinded by the full screen of pop-ups.

Mr. Li: "……"

Jing Yi: "…………"

Oh no.

Jing Yi buried his face in his arm.

Ultimate social embarrassment.

He didn't want to live anymore.