EFB Chapter 79 I've taken the throne, you can get lost.
Chapter 79 I've taken the throne, you can get lost.
On the other end of the video, Lucifer's hand froze in mid-air.
His face, so handsome it was almost otherworldly, held an expression like solidified magma, ready to explode at any moment.
Inside the bubble tea shop, every living thing held its breath.
Even Bruch, who was cracking walnuts with his antlers in the corner, stopped what he was doing and silently collected the walnut crumbs.
"Mr. Lu, what's your decision?"
Chu Jiang's voice broke the silence. He shook the glass of water in his hand, as if offering a toast.
"Will you choose to accept my takeover offer with dignity, or will I help you to do so with dignity?"
Lucifer's chest heaved violently, and his well-defined knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists.
"You're provoking the entire hell!"
"No, I'm just conducting a friendly business acquisition."
Chu Jiang put down the water glass and gave the order to the air.
"Little V, activate the contingency plan."
"Okay, boss."
On V's holographic projection, the lens flashed with light.
The LCD menu screen on the wall switched instantly, displaying a bright red countdown with a line of flashing text next to it.
[The cross-dimensional enforcement procedure for non-performing assets has been initiated...]
There is also a progress bar below.
[Generging "Asset Preservation Supervision Letter"...15%]
[Matching the optimal demolition plan...32%]
[The "Three Paths Fast Crossing" demolition team is assembling... 58%]
Red Boy's eyes twitched as he watched from the side, and he quietly nudged Augustine beside him.
"See that? Learn from this, that's what professionalism is all about."
Augustine, the vampire prince, was staring intently at the words "Demolition Office" on the screen, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
He felt his worldview being crushed by the small screen in front of him.
"You dare!"
Lucifer roared, and a surge of pure dark energy, accompanied by the shrieks of countless vengeful spirits, burst forth from the screen.
The energy transformed into a giant, pitch-black claw, lunging straight at Chu Jiang's face.
Chu Jiang didn't even raise an eyebrow.
"Beep!"
A soft sound.
A red warning window popped up on the LCD screen, much like a notification from computer antivirus software.
[WARNING: A virus packet attack originating from the IP address 'Nine Layers of Hell - Abyss of Fallen Souls' has been detected.]
[Virus Type: Resentment Trojan V6.66]
[Handling method: Intercepted and forcibly isolated.]
The menacing black claw seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall when it was less than half a meter away from Chu Jiang.
It hovered in mid-air, then with a "poof," it transformed into countless pixels and was sucked into a "recycle bin" icon that appeared out of nowhere.
Immediately afterwards, another pop-up window appeared.
[Due to a malicious cyberattack launched by the other party, posing a potential risk to our servers, an additional fine of five million Yin Virtue Points has been imposed in accordance with the "Three Realms Cybersecurity Law" and the "Code of Conduct for Cross-Dimensional Business Negotiations."]
The fine has been automatically added to the other party's outstanding bill.
Lucifer's face could no longer be described by color.
He felt like he wasn't talking to an Eastern deity, but rather arguing with the customer service of a rogue software company.
"President Lu, calm down." Chu Jiang leaned back in his chair, speaking earnestly.
"Let's talk business, why are you getting physical?"
"You're putting me in a difficult position."
As Chu Jiang spoke, he pointed to the progress bar on the screen.
[The "Three Paths Fast Crossing" demolition team is fully assembled...100%]
[Planning the optimal jump route...]
Estimated arrival time: 9 minutes and 59 seconds.
Lucifer stared intently at the countdown, the space behind him distorting with his fury.
He knew this was no joke.
That Easterner will really tear down his throne and hang it in some "Meng Po Youxuan" live stream room, for 9.9 yuan with free shipping.
"What... exactly do you want?"
Lucifer squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth; for the first time in thousands of years, he felt so powerless and frustrated.
"I just said, it's an acquisition." Chu Jiang's tone was calm.
"Your hellish system is outdated. It hasn't been updated in thirty centuries, and the user experience is terrible."
"The first thing I did after taking over was to carry out a comprehensive information technology transformation for you."
He held up one finger.
"First, replace all your handwritten 'Seven Deadly Sins' KPI assessments with an online system, with data uploaded to the cloud in real time and reports automatically generated at the end of the year."
He then extended a second finger.
"Secondly, introduce 'Meng Po Milk Tea' vending machines to provide a little 'humanistic care' for those fallen souls, for a fee."
"Third, optimize your business model. Soul torture can't always be the same routine. You need to segment the market and differentiate your competition. You can launch new projects such as 'gua sha', 'cupping', and 'jumping rope on acupressure mats', and you can also offer monthly, quarterly, and annual passes."
"The most important point," Chu Jiang tapped the table, "is to provide all employees of the 'Devil' company with the five social insurances and one housing fund, implement a 9-to-5 work schedule, weekends off, and triple pay for overtime. Only when employees are satisfied can the company have a future."
On the other end of the screen, Lucifer listened, completely stunned.
The demon kings behind him also looked completely bewildered.
They felt like they were listening to a book written in a foreign language, not a business plan.
"How about it, Mr. Lu?" Chu Jiang looked at him. "My proposal sounds much more reliable than your 'strategic alliance,' doesn't it?"
Lucifer remained silent.
He had to admit that, although it sounded absurd, it... actually made some sense.
He watched the countdown on the screen keep ticking: 8 minutes 12 seconds, 8 minutes 11 seconds…
He knew he had no other choice.
Just as he was about to speak and accept this humiliating "amnesty,"
A pure, vast golden holy light descended from the sky without warning, piercing directly through the dark canopy of hell and precisely illuminating the black vortex of the video call.
"Sizzle—"
The video image flickered violently, like an old television with a faulty connection.
A majestic, holy voice, devoid of any human emotion, seemed to come from a distant heaven and resounded throughout the entire hell.
"Lucifer, my fallen brother."
"The conflicts of hell should not be interfered with by heretics from the East."
A blurry figure slowly emerged from the holy light.
The figure had six wings on its back, held a longsword burning with flames, and its face was shrouded in holy light, making it difficult to see clearly.
But that sacred and powerful aura made Augustine in the shop's legs go weak, and he knelt down, muttering to himself.
"It's...it's Archangel Michael..."
Red Boy curled his lip and muttered under his breath, "What a charlatan, his wings aren't even as big as the chickens my second uncle raises."
The video feed was disrupted by the holy light, and Lucifer's image became intermittent.
But a hint of relief and pleasure appeared on his ashen face.
Reinforcements have arrived.
Moreover, he was the one whom Heaven least wanted to associate with the Eastern Underworld.
This is going to be interesting.
Chu Jiang looked at this sudden turn of events without showing any surprise.
Instead, he revealed an expression of great interest.
In business, the worst thing is not having too strong an opponent, but having too few players.
The more players there are, the muddier the water becomes.
The muddier the water, the easier it is for him to catch fish.
Chu Jiang turned his head and looked at Xiao V beside him.
"Little V".
"Yes, boss."
"Connect that jerk's signal and give him a microphone."
Chu Jiang picked up the glass of cold water and slowly took a sip.
"Then, create a group chat."
Little V paused for a moment, its mechanical eyes flashing with data streams.
"Group name?"
"Let's call it—"
Chu Jiang thought for a moment, then revealed a smile that would give Li the programmer a heart attack.
"Seminar on the Upgrading of Western Mythology Industry and the Revitalization of Non-Performing Assets"