Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife

She was floored.

The news left Huang Ting completely stunned.

’Weren’t we supposed to be low-level factory grunts for life?’

’How did you secretly become a high-ranking official?!’

’This is an 8-star rank!’

’Vice General Manager!!!’

Huang Ting’s mind was in turmoil.

She was filled with envy and shock.

’Someone like that could basically run the whole factory.’

’Does this even count as being undercover?’

She’d never enjoyed being a grunt at the factory.

When she thought about how she had let her imagination run wild just moments ago, leading to her bizarre behavior...

Huang Ting couldn’t help but look at Yun Zhenyue with a hint of resentment.

’What in the world is going on?’

’So after all this, the Vice General Manager is on our side?’

’No wonder she was giving me such a weird look.’

Huang Ting wanted to die!

"Why didn’t you say anything earlier?"

Yun Zhenyue blinked innocently. "I only just found out myself."

"Besides, didn’t Little Nine just call him ’Dad’? You’re the one who didn’t hear it."

’Did she?’

Huang Ting was a bit dazed.

’I don’t think I heard that.’

’It must be all those late nights!’

’Looks like I need to cut back on those stress-relief games.’

At this moment, seeming to sense that Yun Zhenyue and Huang Ting still had things to discuss, the Vice General Manager skipped the pleasantries.

He simply handed two star insignias to Yun Zhenyue.

"Congratulations on becoming a high-ranking official at such a young age."

"I’ll notify you about the monthly executive meetings."

He only gave her a brief overview of the duties, responsibilities, and benefits that came with being a Vice General Manager. After all, with Yun Zhenyue’s promotion speed, she might just get promoted again soon. Coincidentally, the General Manager had already been thinking about retiring.

"Can I... really do this?"

Hearing this, Yun Zhenyue’s heart pounded with uncertainty.

’This is completely different from what I imagined.’

’Don’t you usually have to work your way up the ladder in a factory like this?’

’They’re just letting me skip ranks and get promoted so easily?’

’And now that I’m his peer, I’ve taken some of his power. Yet Little Nine’s father doesn’t feel threatened or displeased at all?’

’Instead, he looks encouraging and gratified.’

’Aren’t you guys supposed to be the villains?’

’Why are you being so upright and honorable?’

The Vice General Manager nodded gently. "Of course you can."

"Don’t underestimate the President. He has a unique eye for talent. It’s under his leadership that our factory has been able to prosper."

"He has always emphasized that we at the Purgatory Factory reward people based on merit. We believe in putting everyone’s talents to full use. Those with great ability and who make great contributions naturally have the right to hold high positions, regardless of age or seniority."

"Things like supervisors stealing credit, petty people shifting blame, leaders making empty promises..."

"Rest assured, we have none of that filth here!"

At this, the Vice General Manager broke into a smile.

"Besides, now that you’re my peer, you can share some of the workload. I used to be the only Vice General Manager, responsible for creating the factory’s strategic development plans, as well as organizing, supervising, and managing overall operations..."

"I’ve been overwhelmed for a long time. I don’t even have time to spend with my daughter. Speaking of which, I have you to thank for helping take care of her."

Yun Zhenyue: "..."

’Is this right?’

’Is this still the Purgatory Factory?’

She had the strange feeling that she’d accidentally wandered into some model company.

’Just the part about rewarding based on merit alone!’

’That’s enough to put a ton of real-world companies to shame.’

In reality, many companies are full of useless old-timers, and young people rarely get a chance to be promoted to important positions.

This leads to a vicious cycle.

The old-timers who just coast on their seniority stay at the company and push out the young talent.

The capable young people who can’t stand it choose to leave for other jobs.

As a result, the more the company grows, the more dead weight it accumulates internally, until it’s eventually dragged down by the old-timers.

’This President... aside from his superstitious belief in the Fiend Lord, I have to admit he’s truly impressive.’

’No wonder the Purgatory Factory was able to develop so well.’

...

The Dragon Country audience was stunned by this.

[Dude, isn’t this the factory that’s so bad even a dog would shake its head in disgust? Why do I suddenly have the urge to apply?]

[If I were a mid-level manager there, I’d probably be loyal to the factory to the death! It’s just dying, after all!]

[Damn it, this reminds me of my boss. He doesn’t do any work, and when I finally finish a huge project, he still takes half the credit.]

[No wonder that guy’s the President. With that kind of vision, he’s really thinking long-term!]

[Bros, don’t get ahead of yourselves. Even if you got in, you’d just be at the very bottom.]

...

Just as the Vice General Manager was about to leave, he suddenly remembered the cross-dressing fiend trailing behind him.

"Get over here!!" the Vice General Manager said in a low, stern voice.

"My... my lord, I’m coming."

The cross-dressing fiend’s mind went blank. Cold sweat trickled down his foundation-caked cheeks, soaking his trembling eyelashes. His face was ashen, like a drowning man’s, and his entire body went limp.

He had heard everything clearly just now.

That woman had also been promoted to Vice General Manager!

A line leader and two little girls!

’Their backgrounds are that formidable!’

He wished he could go back and give his past self a huge slap across the face!

’Why did I have to get horny for no reason!’

’I’ve pissed off both Vice General Managers!’

The Vice General Manager’s gaze swept over the cross-dressing fiend.

His expression was a mixture of disgust and rage.

It made the fiend’s legs go numb, and he collapsed onto the floor.

But the cross-dressing fiend didn’t dare to stand up.

He just forced himself to kneel.

"You’re the one who bullied my daughter?" the Vice General Manager’s icy voice echoed in his ears.

"Th-that... My lord, please forgive me for being so blind!"

"I truly didn’t know she was your daughter!" the cross-dressing fiend explained haltingly, his eyes filled with despair.

"Besides, I didn’t even do anything! In fact, I gave them my prized fiendish cosmetics as an apology..."

The Vice General Manager glanced at the cosmetics Huang Ting had placed on the floor.

’It seems that’s true.’

He knew his daughter well.

She wouldn’t suffer even the slightest grievance.

However, as one of his subordinates, provoking Yun Zhenyue was not an easy matter to resolve.

It would be troublesome if she mistook this as a warning shot aimed at her.

’Just these cosmetics as punishment... It’s not enough.’

With this in mind, the Vice General Manager asked Yun Zhenyue, "Ms. Yun, how do you think he should be punished?"

"Hmm?"

Yun Zhenyue lightly tapped her lips.

’The punishment is already done, though.’

’Why did he have to drag this damn pervert back here?’

’Just looking at him makes me sick.’

When he noticed Yun Zhenyue’s expression, the Vice General Manager got an idea.

Without a second thought, he immediately pronounced a "death sentence" on the cross-dressing fiend.

"You want to become a woman, don’t you?"

"I’ll find someone to turn you into a woman later," the Vice General Manager snorted coldly.

"From now on, you’re not going anywhere. You’ll stay by my side and serve me."

"You like to play? Bring those props from your room to my office."

"I’ll let you play to your heart’s content!"

Hearing this, the cross-dressing fiend’s heart filled with the ashes of despair.

He completely broke down!

He radiated an aura of profound hopelessness.

’This is worse than killing me!’

’He liked cross-dressing, but he didn’t want to actually become a woman!’

’And those toys!’

’They were fine for torturing others!’

’But if they were used on him...’

The cross-dressing fiend was hit by an immense shock.

SNAP!

He fainted.

The Vice General Manager dragged away the cross-dressing fiend, who was now like a corpse.

Now, only the stunned group remained.

After a moment of contemplation, Yun Zhenyue said to Little Nine, "Your dad has... unique tastes."

"Looks like you’re getting a new stepmom."

Little Nine’s face darkened. "No, that pervert is not my stepmom!"