Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife

Meanwhile.

Han Sumei had barely managed to fill her stomach.

She returned to the Ghost Artifact processing workshop.

She gazed at the brightly lit space, the constantly moving conveyor belts, and the busy workshop employees.

She rubbed her stomach. She still felt hungry. The food in the first-floor cafeteria was absolutely terrible—only a tiny bit better than pig slop.

It was even worse than the food at the manor where Yun Zhenyue used to be.

At least they actually fed you proper food there.

They never skimped on the servants’ meals, and it was all free.

’What a crappy factory!’

Han Sumei’s heart was filled with resentment.

"You’re back?" the Ghost Line Chief said, her cold eyes glancing up.

"Thank you, Line Chief."

Han Sumei said, forcing down her discomfort.

"Enough with the pleasantries. Get to work," the Ghost Line Chief said impatiently.

...

Han Sumei hurriedly changed into her work clothes.

She stole a glance at Yamada Aiko beside her.

She saw Yamada Aiko moving like a robot, stiffly inspecting the various Ghost Artifacts and placing the completely scrapped, unusable ones into a box at her side. She looked like an empty shell.

When it came to enduring hunger,

Han Sumei had to admit defeat.

It was only their first day, so they were still unfamiliar with the work.

Yamada Aiko was already doing her absolute best.

But the Ghost Line Chief was still not satisfied with her speed.

She kept nagging, "Faster, a little faster! Didn’t you eat?!"

"Lift your arms! Stop daydreaming and focus!"

"With an attitude like that, you’ll never get promoted in your entire life!"

Han Sumei...

’I’m starting to miss the head maid from the manor,’ she thought.

Just as Yamada Aiko’s arms grew sore and she was about to collapse,

a sound suddenly came from the speaker on the wall.

A serious male voice spoke slowly from it. "All employees, please pause your work."

"We will now broadcast a commendation notice..."

Hearing this,

the Ghost Line Chief reluctantly slowed down the conveyor belt.

This finally gave the workshop employees a chance to breathe.

HUFF...

As if a tightly drawn bowstring had been released, Yamada Aiko’s forearms trembled uncontrollably. She leaned her shoulder against the conveyor belt, gasping for air. Her legs felt so weak she nearly collapsed onto the floor.

Han Sumei also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she didn’t know who was being commended,

both she and Yamada Aiko felt a sense of gratitude toward that person.

"Fellow workers, today it is my great honor to announce some exciting news..."

’Exciting news?’

Han Sumei was skeptical.

’Are we getting a raise or something?’

As the voice from the broadcast filled her ears,

she was only half-listening at first. But when she heard the name of the person being commended, her expression slowly went blank. Her eyes widened, eventually filling with utter disbelief.

Little did she know,

this broadcast had been specifically ordered by that eight-star Vice General Manager.

It was done out of fear that someone might provoke Yun Zhenyue again.

A few minutes later.

The broadcast ended.

Han Sumei was still frozen in place.

Yamada Aiko was stunned as well.

The news they had just heard was simply...

Yun Zhenyue had been promoted to a 5-star Vice Manager?!!

’What kind of joke is this?!’

Something about her loyalty being maxed out, being extremely devoted to the Ghost Lord, and that after a unanimous decision by the higher-ups, Yun Zhenyue was being promoted to a mid-level factory position to serve as a role model for all workers to learn from.

Han Sumei suddenly recalled the scene from before.

She had seen Yun Zhenyue go up to the exclusive second-floor restaurant.

And the way Maya and that Ghost Section Chief had been bowing and apologizing.

She had previously thought the person with Yun Zhenyue was the big shot.

But now it seemed!

Yun Zhenyue herself was the big shot!

"Her again... but why..."

Han Sumei bit her lip, unable to figure it out no matter how hard she thought.

’It’s only our first day at the factory!’

During the workshop assignments,

Maya had even goaded the Ghost Section Chief into assigning her to the worst place, the Flesh Workshop.

She had gone to check out that workshop before.

The environment was so foul that even dogs would avoid it!

’Logically, there’s no way Yun Zhenyue could have had the chance for such a meteoric rise.’

’What’s the deal with this loyalty thing, anyway?’

At that moment, many employees began whispering among themselves.

"Just for that, you can become a mid-level leader?"

"I can’t accept this. My loyalty is only just over 60."

"Sigh... I’ve never even seen the Ghost Lord, and the factory treats us like dirt. How can anyone be loyal?"

...

Jealousy!

Just as Han Sumei was about to grind her teeth to dust,

the Ghost Line Chief beside her sped up the conveyor belt again.

Perhaps she was trying to make up for the lost time.

This time, it was even faster than before.

"What are you spacing out for?!"

the Ghost Line Chief snapped when she saw Han Sumei looking distracted.

"She’s an untouchable leader now, destined to become a big shot!"

"What does that have to do with you? Can any of you max out your loyalty in a single day? You’re not even loyal to the Ghost Lord, yet you expect the factory to improve your benefits?"

"You’re all just 1-star consumables. Toads wanting to eat swan meat?"

As she spoke,

the few employees next to Han Sumei instinctively lowered their heads.

Her words were meant for everyone.

Most of the ghosts had grown numb to this sort of thing.

But some of the ghosts who hadn’t lost all hope dug their nails deep into their palms.

Han Sumei was furious.

Especially since the Ghost Line Chief’s gaze was fixed squarely on her.

Those words were like needles piercing her heart.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Someone as ugly as you should take a piss and look at your own reflection. You should just give up, focus on your work, and maybe after ten or twenty years, you might have a chance of being promoted to 2-star."

"Who are you calling ugly?!"

Han Sumei finally snapped!

Her neck flushed red and her fists clenched as she roared at the Ghost Line Chief.

"She and I came in together! On what grounds do you think she can make it, but I can’t?"

"Just you watch! It’s just about loyalty, right?"

"If Yun Zhenyue can max out her loyalty without ever even seeing the Ghost Lord, you think I can’t?"

As her voice fell,

the workshop fell silent.

Many employees froze, staring at Han Sumei in astonishment.

They never expected she would have the courage to openly defy the Ghost Line Chief.

You have to understand, in this workshop,

the line chief was a god who controlled everything.

And her temper was foul.

If anyone dared to say a single bad word about her in private,

she would hunt them down and punish them severely.

Let alone disrespecting her so blatantly in front of everyone.

—Badass!

Many employees shot her looks of secret admiration.

But most of the numb ghosts simply sneered with disdain.

For a moment,

the Ghost Line Chief was caught off guard and fell silent for a few seconds.

Her face gradually turned red.

With rage!

But Han Sumei’s words had sunk in.

They made the Ghost Line Chief temporarily suppress her anger.

’They came in together?’

’Could she be friends with that new Vice Manager?’

The Ghost Line Chief didn’t dare to take that risk.

Besides, Han Sumei had a point.

’Since they came in together, maybe her loyalty is also very high?’

Thinking of this,

the Ghost Line Chief forced a twisted smile. "What you said..."

"...is very good!"

"Full of spirit."

"In that case, why don’t you go to the assessment room and get it tested?"

"If your loyalty really is that high, I can apologize for what I said before."

Han Sumei froze.

In truth, she had regretted her outburst the moment the words left her mouth.

But the atmosphere had become so charged that she had no choice but to see it through.

A sliver of wishful thinking appeared in Han Sumei’s mind.

’Yun Zhenyue managed to max out her loyalty.’

’Even if I can’t get as high as her, 80 or 90 should be fine, right?’

’This Ghost Line Chief is definitely going to regret this!’