Livestream Conflict-solver: The Whole Internet Begs Me for Justice!

167: Pshaw, what are you afraid of!He sent Wang Hao back.

Inside the car, An Yang was still buzzing with excitement, reliving the scene where he had been the center of attention.

”Brother Ze, our presence was absolutely amazing! Should we prepare an autograph session for when we return next time?”

Zhang Ze couldn’t be bothered to respond to him.

Autographs? He’d sign a ghost’s head.

The car drove unimpeded all the way, heading directly into the underground garage of the Global Tower.

Li Mo led his men to escort them to the elevator entrance, saluting once more.

”Mr. Zhang, mission complete. The Chief asked me to tell you to rest well, but keep your phone accessible.”

”Alright, thank you for your hard work.” Zhang Ze nodded.

The implication was that he needed to be ready to be summoned at any time.

The life of a working stiff was truly this tough.

The elevator went straight up to the 66th floor.

With a ”ding,” the elevator doors slowly opened.

The quiet office they expected was nowhere to be seen; instead, they were met with a burst of color.

”Welcome home!”

Liu Feifei’s voice rang out, accompanied by a ”pop,” and countless streamers and confetti rained down, covering the faces of Zhang Ze and the other two.

An Yang let out a whoop and happily spun around in place.

Chen Hu expressionlessly brushed the confetti off his head.

Zhang Ze wiped his face and looked at the scene before him.

The entire company’s common area had been simply decorated with balloons and streamers, and the long conference table in the center was piled high with food and champagne.

The staff were applauding, their faces filled with admiration.

”Feifei, this is a bit too extravagant,” Zhang Ze said helplessly.

”Of course it is!” Liu Feifei, wearing a sharp women’s suit, crossed her arms over her chest. ”Our pioneers of international business are returning victorious, they must receive the highest standard of welcome!”

”Come on, come on, don’t just stand there! Time to reward the heroes!”

Liu Feifei popped open a bottle of champagne, and white foam erupted with a bang.

An Yang was the first to raise his glass: ”Thank you, Sister Feifei! I’ll drink this first as a sign of respect!”

He downed the glass in one gulp, then picked up a large lobster and started munching, his words muffled.

”This taste is authentic!”

Chen Hu also relaxed for once, finding a corner spot and quietly eating.

Zhang Ze poured himself a glass of wine and clinked it against Liu Feifei’s.

”Is everything alright with the company?”

”What could possibly happen?” Liu Feifei took a sip of wine. ”The wind is calm, the waves are still, and the years are peaceful.”

Zhang Ze felt that there was an underlying meaning to her words.

He looked around; everything seemed normal.

”Alright, well, this trip was truly exhausting.” Zhang Ze sat down on the sofa. ”I can finally rest for a few days.”

An Yang finished his lobster and came closer again.

”Brother Ze, Sister Feifei, you didn’t see the scene at the airport! It was packed with people! Flashbulbs were going off non-stop! I felt like my eyes were going blind!”

”I was thinking at the time, if we had started a live stream, the gifts would have gone crazy, right?”

”Isn’t your perspective a bit small?” Zhang Ze glanced at him. ”We are entrepreneurs now; we must pay attention to our social impact.”

”Right, right, right, entrepreneurs!” An Yang nodded in agreement.

Liu Feifei watched them from the side, a smile on her face, but she remained silent.

Zhang Ze felt increasingly uneasy.

He put down his wine glass and looked at Liu Feifei seriously.

”Tell me, what exactly happened?”

The smile finally faded from Liu Feifei’s face.

She sighed and pointed toward the office.

”Go see for yourself.”

Zhang Ze stood up and walked toward the office, carrying a sense of foreboding.

An Yang followed curiously behind him.

He pushed open the office door.

Zhang Ze froze.

An Yang’s jaw nearly dropped to the floor.

The once spacious and tidy office was now practically drowning in documents.

The fax machine was going crazy, continuously spitting out paper that piled up into small mountains on the floor.

Several phones on the desk rang one after another.

On the computer screen, the number of unread emails in the inbox displayed a terrifying ”999+”.

The staff were in a flurry.

”Holy... crap!” An Yang exclaimed sincerely. ”Sister Feifei, has the company been surrounded by garbage?”

”These aren’t garbage.” Liu Feifei walked in, picking up a stack of documents fresh from the fax machine. ”These are ’greetings’ from all over the world.”

She slapped the documents onto Zhang Ze’s chest.

”See for yourself.”

Zhang Ze picked them up and took a look.

The topmost one was in English.

The title read: ”Letter of Intent Regarding the Engagement of Guardian Security Company to Handle Mineral Disputes in the XX Region.”

The quote was eight figures, U.S. dollars.

The next one was in Japanese.

”Request to Invite Mr. Zhang Ze to Serve as Honorary Advisor to the Yamaguchi-gumi.”

”Pfft!” Zhang Ze nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

What the heck?

Yamaguchi-gumi? Honorary Advisor?

How dare they!

He continued flipping through the documents.

There were oil tycoons from the Middle East who wanted to hire them to protect their oil fields.

There were South American drug lords who wanted to hire them to eliminate their rivals.

There was even a request from a noble in a small European country who wanted to hire him as his daughter’s personal bodyguard, offering a ”Knight” title as compensation.

Zhang Ze was completely numb.

What kind of demons and monsters were these!

”Since you finished giving that ’peace declaration’ at the airport, the company’s three hotlines haven’t stopped ringing,” Liu Feifei said, rubbing her temples. ”The official website email instantly crashed, and the server nearly went down.”

”Media outlets all over the world want to interview you; they’ve already reserved the front-page headlines for you.”

An Yang listened, dumbfounded.

”So, we’re... famous?”

”It’s not being famous,” Liu Feifei corrected him, her expression serious.

”It means we’ve gotten into big trouble.”

”Tch, why should we be scared?”

Zhang Ze looked unconcerned.

”Besides,” Zhang Ze walked over to the desk, sat down casually, and propped his feet up on the table, ”we are a legitimate company. What are a few ripples like this?”

He picked up a letter of request from the chief of a small African nation. The letter stated that wild boars were running rampant in the neighboring village and requested that Guardian send people to deal with the problem, offering a hundred sheep as compensation.

Zhang Ze read it with great interest.

”See? We still have legitimate business. Helping people deal with wild boars counts as maintaining local peace and stability.”

Liu Feifei rubbed her throbbing temples.

”Zhang Ze! Get serious!”

”I am being serious,” Zhang Ze replied, putting down the letter. ”As the company grows, it’s normal for the client base to become a bit complicated. We can’t just close up shop because a few strange clients showed up, can we?”

”Then what do you propose we do? Are you going to deal with this stuff or not?” Liu Feifei pressed him.

”Of course we have to deal with it.”

Zhang Ze stood up and paced around the office, looking like a CEO engaged in strategic thought.

”And, we need to handle it by category.”

He walked up to the mountain of documents and nudged it with his foot.

”Feifei, right now, immediately, I need you to sort this stuff into two piles.”

”One pile is legitimate business. Things like helping the African chief deal with wild boars, or acting as a bodyguard for some rich person, protecting commercial activities. Our Dragon Country Headquarters will handle these ourselves.”

Liu Feifei said nothing, waiting for him to continue.

An Yang also leaned in and asked curiously, ”What about the other pile? What do we do with the other pile?”

Zhang Ze picked up the Yamaguchi-gumi invitation letter, weighed it in his hand, and then flashed an enigmatic smile.

”As for the other pile... didn’t our company just expand its international business?”

”We can outsource them.”

”Outsource?” Liu Feifei and An Yang asked in unison.

”Exactly.” Zhang Ze snapped his fingers. ”These unsavory, gray-area businesses that require ’special methods’ to resolve are inconvenient for us to handle personally. However!”

He raised his voice.

”Our Brothers at the Southeast Asia Branch, they are very convenient!”