It was another beautiful morning.

Zheng Feiyue opened his eyes early, and looked at the narrow ceiling, thinking that now that he had money, should he change to a bigger house?

The next second, he rejected this idea. This house had lived here for almost two years, he really didn't want to move away.

Wang Youhan went to work early in the morning.

This was a person who could not be bothered. After spending two days understanding Feiyue Technology Company, he swore that he would reform them, the reason being that the atmosphere of the technology companies was too lazy.

Zheng Xinyue expressed her strong dissatisfaction towards Zheng Feiyue for this.

Zheng Feiyue did not pay attention to his sister, because what Wang Youhan said was right. His sister was only busy with research previously, and did not really care about the internal management of the company.

The company is still small, so the problem is not obvious for a while. However, there will always be a day when Feiyue Technology becomes the strongest, and at that time, it will be very troublesome. It would be better for Wang Youhan to clear the atmosphere first.

In this regard, President Wang had a lot of experience.

As a boss, Zheng Feiyue didn't need to do everything himself. He only needed to put the right person in the right place and supervise a little bit.

This is also the essence of management.

No matter if it was managing ordinary people or System Host, it was the same principle.

Yesterday, Brother Loong asked him, what circle did he actually come from?

The answer was simple. He was part of the business of the system, and his role was that of a manager, just like how he was the manager of a shopping mall.

"..."

In the morning, they broadcasted a meeting and paid attention to the information about Four Amnesty Teams competition that was going to Germany.

After their afternoon nap, Zheng Feiyue began to itch, bored to death.

It was strange to say that in the past, when he had no money, all he thought about was: If he didn't have to work, how good would it be to stay at home all day and earn money?

Now that he had achieved his goal, he would not be able to enjoy the life of a salted fish. There was always an invisible whip in his heart, urging him to do something.

"Perhaps, this is maturity." Zheng Feiyue talked to himself in the mirror before he left.

War Martial Arts School.

The Martial Arts School that had once been slightly depressed had now been refreshed. Although the number of acolytes was not much, it was filled with vigor.

There was always a group of people who loved martial arts.

Having not seen Tong Yan for the past few days, Zheng Feiyue felt an inexplicable longing and came to find Tong Yan.

"Boss Zheng is here."

"Good afternoon, Boss Zheng."

"Tong Yan is in the inner hall. Please feel free, Boss Zheng."

Zheng Feiyue's arrival did not cause too much commotion, and everyone was already familiar with each other. The moment they saw Zheng Feiyue, they knew that he was looking for Eldest Senior Sister, and all pointed towards the inner hall's location.

The inner hall was a small arena that was about 30 square metres. Originally, it was a place for Tong Wuzhou to practice martial arts or to give pointers to his disciple.

When Zheng Feiyue arrived, he was practicing his martial arts.

However, what she practiced was not the Tong Family's leg technique, but a completely new martial art. She seemed to have both leg and fist techniques. Her slender body left afterimages in the air as she flew over like the wind.

Sensing that someone was approaching, Tong Yan quickly turned her body and stood firmly. After she tilted her head to listen for a while, she smiled and said, "Boss is here."

Zheng Feiyue looked at the red silk scarf that covered her eyes and asked, "Why do you always wear a red silk scarf?"

Although Tong Yan was blind, she wasn't the type to have holes in her eyes like on TV. In other words, even if she didn't fool others, she still wouldn't be able to see any disharmony.

"To make it more focused." Tong Yan answered, "Maybe it's psychological, but I always feel that it's easier to blindfold. Oh right, boss, can I ask you a question?"

"What?"

Tong Yan tilted her head and thought, even though she had the face of a oneesan, he still acted like a child, "I have heard those people who want to hurt the boss call me a female monk more than once, what does that mean?"

"Cough cough, about this …" Zheng Feiyue thought about how he should explain himself. Truth be told, it was a bit of an unsightly scene. After all, the blind monk in the game was a man, and a muscular man at that.

"It's like this. Rumor has it that a long, long time ago, there was a beautiful girl who was determined to become a summoner … Oh, no, a powerful warrior. She was very talented and was valued and nurtured by her country. That girl was also working very hard, hoping to master the martial arts essence as soon as possible.

Finally, the girl successfully practiced, but on her first mission, she had failed and caused a serious accident. The country, on account of her talent, did not pursue the matter. However, the girl could not forgive herself. She left on her own and entered a monastery. She cut her hair into a quilt to atone for her sins.

Until one day, when an enemy Empire attacked, the young girl used what she had learned in her lifetime to fight for her country. She successfully dissolved the Empire's offensive, but in the end, she was engulfed by a huge fire. "

Speaking to here, Tong Yan was already completely captivated by the story and couldn't help but ask: "And then? Was she burned to death? "

"No, the flames didn't take her life, but instead caused the young girl to lose both her eyes. From then on, the girl left the monastery and came to a place where the Hero Alliance trained her martial arts day and night. There she was called the Blind Monk. "

Zheng Feiyue spoke so arrogantly that even he himself admired his own talent.

Looking back at Tong Yan, she was already deeply captivated by the story, and muttered: "Girl, blind, monk, such a fitting description. "No wonder they call me a blind woman, boss, what's the name of that girl?"

Zheng Feiyue scratched his head and said: "Li Qing. By the way, she also has a catchphrase: If violence is not about killing, then there is no point. "

Tong Yan frowned: "Isn't she a monk? Why are you so keen on killing? "

"About this." Zheng Feiyue thought for a while, "Perhaps that fire had changed her character. In short, she was living a good life in the Hero Alliance, and he had many close friends."

Tong Yan revealed a knowing smile, "Boss, I like the story you're telling, and I especially like that girl called Li Qing. Unfortunately, it's too bad that I can't see. I really want to see Li Qing's appearance. "

At this time, Tong Yan had already taken off her red ribbon, but her two beautiful eyes were unfocused.

Zheng Feiyue's heart ached slightly, and he said gently: "When my sister finishes researching the glasses, you will be able to see it."

"I believe in Sister New Moon." Tong Yan nodded strongly.

"No wonder she likes to be close to you. Perhaps only a pure person would be willing to believe her wishful thinking."

Zheng Feiyue sighed deeply, he asked himself, if he did not have the management system, he would not have believed his sister's strange thoughts, much less support her in her creation.

Just then, an apprentice ran in and gasped for breath: "Eldest Senior Sister, it's bad, someone is here to challenge our Martial Arts School."

After Tong Yan heard this, she asked: "Who is it?"

The acolyte replied, "A seventeen or eighteen year old girl, and she brought an expert with her."

Zheng Feiyue exclaimed in surprise.

The scenes from the TV series had really played out in reality!