520: Chapter 520 The Self-Cultivation of a Super-Rich Woman: How to Smile and Nod After Being Called a "Heartless Boss"

At this moment, Xie Jinghong had only one thought.

To kill.

She wanted to tear the man in front of her off the lounge chair, crumple him into a ball, and then rub him in her palm like mud into a plump, round Medicinal Pill.

Then feed him to the ugliest Quasi-Emperor Porcupine Demon outside the city.

"Black-hearted boss."

These four words weren't iron skewers; they were a malicious curse refined for eighty-one days.

It tunneled through her left ear, crashed back and forth in her Divine Soul, turned her reason upside down, and finally became a ball of out-of-control Chaos that erupted from her right ear.

She only needed to move her pinky.

Just a light flick.

The Physical Body might of a Seventh-Level Profound Immortal was enough to crush this space into a thin sheet of paper, let alone this bastard lying on the chair with his legs crossed.

She wanted to slap him and his chair seamlessly into the floor.

Then hire the best craftsmen to cut out that entire section of the floor, transport it back to the Lingbao Trading Firm headquarters, and hang it in the center of the most prominent hall.

Beside it, she would stand a plaque with gilded characters.

《The Guild's First VVVIP Customer, Physically Sealed for Having a Loose Tongue》.

But the last thread of reason told her no.

What was she here for?

To fish for information!

She wanted to see with her own eyes just how much wealth this dirt-poor fiancé of hers actually had, so she could accurately harvest him at the auction.

If she exposed her identity now, not only would her efforts be wasted, but she would also alert the enemy.

Those complaints about the "nickname," those outrageous remarks calling the Lingbao Trading Firm a "black shop"—were they his true thoughts or was there more to it?

She had to endure.

Xie Jinghong took a deep breath.

Then another.

Then she gave her inner thigh a hard pinch.

It hurt.

Her Seventh-Level Profound Immortal Physical Body was bruised by her own pinch, but it finally suppressed the urge to slap Su Chen into a meat patty.

She struggled to control her facial muscles, forcing that nearly shattered professional smile back onto her face.

Then, in a tone devoid of any emotional fluctuation, she spoke.

"Young Master Su is joking."

"The Lingbao Trading Firm's price adjustment this time wasn't... the boss's personal preference."

She paused, forcing a "greeting" that had already surged to her throat back down.

"Recently, Peng City has been a mixed bag, with the number of Cultivators skyrocketing and all kinds of Heaven And Earth Treasures being in short supply."

"The Merchant Guild's move is merely a reasonable adjustment made in response to market Laws."

Every word sounded as if it were chiseled out of ice.

Every word seeped with a resentment that said, "If I expose my identity today, you're dead meat."

She believed this explanation perfectly demonstrated the professionalism of a Merchant Guild employee.

Normally, even if someone didn't believe it, they would let it slide for the sake of appearances.

But she was wrong.

The person she was facing was never a normal person.

After Su Chen finished listening, his mouth twitched, and he let out a short, sharp sneer.

"Heh."

That sound was like a dull, rusty scraper, sawing back and forth on Xie Jinghong's most sensitive nerves.

The bullet comments in his mind had already turned into a carnival.

【Here it comes! The standard corporate-level buck-passing rhetoric!】

【"Responding to market Laws"? "Reasonable adjustment"? I'm familiar with this rhetoric template!】

【Translation: What does "responding to the market" mean? It means sharpening the knife while there are plenty of people!】

【Translation: What does "reasonable adjustment" mean? It means never holding back if you can slaughter them for a bit more!】

【Sigh, poor girl, she's been completely brainwashed by that black-hearted boss of theirs; she's memorized these lines better than I have.】

【So tragic, truly too tragic.】

Immediately, the way he looked at Xie Jinghong underwent a qualitative change.

There was no longer any wariness or scrutiny in that gaze.

In its place was a deep, thick pity that seemed to transcend class and status.

That look was too sincere.

So sincere that Xie Jing...hong's blood almost froze in her veins.

Pity?

You pity me?

You, an Ascended of the Great Saint First Heaven, pity me, a super-rich woman whose net worth is enough to buy ten Tiannan Immortal Domains?

Are the Laws in your head installed backward compared to everyone else?

Su Chen slowly sat up straight from the lounge chair.

His gaze was like that of an old divine doctor saving the world, scrutinizing a poor person who was terminally ill.

From her faded shop assistant uniform to the cheap lenses on her face that masked her appearance, his gaze finally stopped.

His expression became one of profound distress.

This emotion was heartfelt.

He truly felt that the deputy manager of the Lingbao Trading Firm in front of him was a living specimen of workplace bullying in the Immortal Domain.

【Good heavens!】

Su Chen's heart was roaring.

【Look at this outfit! She's made it to deputy manager and still can't afford a decent set of Immortal Robes!】

【Just how stingy must this Lingbao Trading Firm boss be to exploit their subordinates to this ghostly state!】

【Back in my hometown, the Labor Inspection Bureau's fines would cover their entire guild entrance!】

【No! Although I, Su Chen, am no Saint, watching a hardworking laborer be so ruthlessly exploited by a black-hearted capitalist without doing anything goes against my Dao!】

“Shopkeeper Shen.”

Su Chen's voice suddenly lowered, becoming exceptionally gentle, carrying the earnest teachings of an elder to a Junior.

“I'm going to tell you something, and you must not take it to heart.”

Xie Jinghong's eyelid twitched violently.

An extremely ominous premonition, like a cold current, shot straight from her tailbone to the crown of her head.

A woman's intuition was screaming wildly.