Having known Wang Jiu for over two months now, Shen Qingming still finds herself occasionally shocked by his wild ideas. This Celestial Divine Sword Spirit seems completely oblivious to common sense, frequently putting Shen Qingming at risk of a heart attack with his mind-blowing notions.
"What... did you just say?"
Wang Jiu seriously repeated his request: "As the chairman, I request that you, as the company's general manager, earnestly perform your duties and become an idol."
"Why should I become an idol?!"
Wang Jiu explained: "Because this is currently the only profitable plan that can be presented after collective discussion at the company's top level, and you are the only candidate to execute this plan."
"This, this is too absurd!" Shen Qingming was dumbfounded, and after a while, questioned rather exasperatedly, "Why is this the only plan!"
"Do you have a second plan?"
"...Then why am I the only candidate!?"
