Chapter 1583: 95 Wang Shouzhe! You Heartless Jerk (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 1583: Chapter 95 Wang Shouzhe! You Heartless Jerk (Vote for Monthly Ticket)

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“Elder Pei, Elder Pei, are you alright?” Wang Jinglei hurriedly asked when she saw his legs trembling and his figure teetering.

“I’m fine, I’m fine.” Elder Pei’s heart was brimming with excitement, and even his gaze toward Wang Jinglei carried a trace of reverence. “President Wang, the annual salary you mentioned just now—was it true?”

“Of course it’s true.” Wang Jinglei nodded, “If you make additional outstanding contributions in your future work, we can also enhance your salary based on the circumstances. All of this is outlined in the contract. Take some time to review the temporary employment agreement carefully.”

Only then did Elder Pei regain his composure. He quickly skimmed the contract and found that besides the necessary confidentiality clauses, the other restrictions were remarkably lenient. Especially the segment about annual salary and benefits—it practically blinded his aging eyes.

Without hesitation, Elder Pei signed the agreement, stamped his fingerprint, and swiftly completed the process. Then, with a somewhat obsequious tone, he looked at Wang Jinglei and said, “President Wang, I have an insignificant request. If the Wang family has sufficient funds, could I possibly get an advance of five years’ salary to send back to the Yao family? The children back home are at a critical juncture right now. Sigh~”

“That’s a trivial matter.” Wang Jinglei responded readily, “I can advance fifty thousand Immortal Crystals to Elder Pei. If that’s not enough, I can…”

“That’s enough! That’s enough!” Elder Pei quickly interjected, “Twenty thousand Immortal Crystals will be sufficient. If I send too much, I fear the kids might lose themselves.”

He paused for a moment, then tentatively asked, “President Wang, what about these colleagues of mine?”

“We have annual salary budgets for everyone; no one will be shortchanged.” Wang Jinglei produced several more contracts, “These are the contracts for Senior Xiang Huaijin and several Purple Abode Realm Master Refiners. Their annual total income ranges from four thousand to eight thousand Immortal Crystals.”

“There are also dozens of contracts for high-level Artifact Refiners at the Heavenly Human Realm. Their annual salaries range from five hundred to nine hundred Immortal Crystals, which will later be adjusted based on individual performance.”

“As for the Artifact Refiners at the Spirit Platform Realm, their annual salaries range between fifty to one hundred Immortal Crystals, also subject to adjustment based on actual results.”

Currently, the incoming Artifact Refiners represent only the first wave, with several more batches arriving later. From the moment the Wang family received the information and the roster, they’ve been actively organizing arrangements. Altogether, over three thousand skilled and experienced Artifact Refiners—an incredible asset for the Wang family.

Astonishing!

The annual salaries offered by the Wang family had shocked every Immortal Dynasty Artifact Refiner, as if a colossal fortune had fallen upon their heads.

“Fellow colleagues, we must work under the Wang family’s leadership with all our hearts—follow orders precisely, and anyone who fails will face no mercy from me, Pei Xin’an.” Elder Pei immediately launched into a motivational speech aimed at all the Immortal Dynasty Artifact Refiners, displaying a level of enthusiasm as if he’d been electrified. As for his past temper, his tirades against both heaven and earth…

Heh heh, temper? What temper?

When have I, old Pei, ever had a temper? Everything was the fault of that deceitful Commandant Liu.

The Artifact Refiners of the Immortal Dynasty responded in unison.

Truth be told, Elder Pei didn’t even need to say it—they were determined to perform well anyway. After all, the Wang family’s offerings were simply irresistible!

As their blood boiled with excitement, the couple dressed as ordinary civilians, who had quietly followed along—King Chaoyang and his wife—stood out as conspicuously different.

Their peculiar demeanor immediately caught Elder Pei’s attention.

He eyed them warily and asked, “Who are you? I think I saw you on the Cloud Ray Flying Boat earlier. You aren’t associated with Black Armor, no, I mean—you’re not Artifact Refiners from the Wang family…”

Suddenly recalling that he was now temporarily employed by the Wang Clan’s Artifact Refining Headquarters, his choice of words naturally shifted.

Yao Yuangang held King Chaoyang’s hand and chuckled as he addressed the crowd, “My apologies, everyone. My wife and I are tourists visiting Dongqian out of curiosity. We just came along for a look. Rest assured, we won’t divulge any secrets.”

“Commercial spies, eh? You say you won’t leak secrets, but who’s to say you truly won’t?” Elder Pei, now feeling an overwhelming sense of belonging to the Wang family more than anyone else—including Ancestor Xiao Han and Wang Jinglei—exploded with righteous indignation, “Someone, hurry! Capture these two corporate spies!”

“Uh… Elder Pei, you really are… Well, we’ll take our leave then.” Yao Yuangang smiled awkwardly, fiddled with King Chaoyang’s hand as his right hand slid through the air. With a subtle motion, the space beside them tore open into a jet-black rift.

With a flash, the two figures disappeared into the fissure, vanishing completely.

“Tearing space by hand?” Elder Pei’s face dramatically changed, “They’re Transcendent Void Realm elites!”

The Wang family’s members instantly tensed up.

Ancestor Xiao Han’s expression turned grave. “Shi Chao, Jinglei, continue to accompany our esteemed guests from the Immortal Dynasty. I’ll return to Ping’an Town to discuss this matter with Wang Shouzhe.”

Meanwhile, near the Sky-Port in Xinping Town, a secluded area suddenly rippled with spatial distortions.

Moments later, two figures stepped out from the shimmering ripples.

They were none other than King Chaoyang and his wife.

Earlier, during their ride on the Spirit Cow public transport, the couple had merely been sightseeing. While they noticed many novel creations, they hadn’t yet had time to experience them.

The elderly couple wasted no time exploring Xinping Town—shopping, savoring unique delicacies, and indulging in the fresh experiences of earthly pleasures.

Eventually, the couple found themselves standing on the flood-control embankment by the Peace River, enveloped by the golden glow of the setting sun. They gazed at the immense Water Dragon Array churning rhythmically, while countless vessels of varying sizes braved the waves, laden with cargo.

What a vibrant tableau of economic prosperity and livelihood.

“Yuangang, do you think our Human race can withstand this in the end?” King Chaoyang looked out over the surging river and the fiercely competing vessels, her gaze distant. Her voice carried a faint trace of weariness.