Deep in Zhiqiu Alley, two golden wolves stood before a building. They were made of pure gold—vulgar, ostentatious golden wolves. Sunlight broken apart by the leaves fell upon them, reflecting a dazzling brilliance that made the entire alley glitter.
The golden wolves were clearly worth a fortune, yet they sat completely unguarded at the entrance. Not a single person could be seen in the alley. Whenever passersby caught sight of the golden light deep within, they wished they could sprout wings and fly away. None of them dared linger.
Because this was the stronghold of the Statistics Department of Flame Capital.
Anyone who had been foolish enough to touch these shallow, vulgar golden wolf statues had paid dearly for their own shallowness and vulgarity. As a result, the two golden wolves grew increasingly brilliant and glossy, becoming the Statistics Department's mascots for attracting wealth.
Few people approached this rotten nest hidden in the heart of Flame Capital, this den of demons that operated in broad daylight. Thus, no outsider ever heard the roars coming from the Statistics Department—
"This version won't do! Give me a new one before this afternoon!"
"It'll be lunchtime soon. I don't work during lunch. The new version will take six working hours, so I expect I can give it to you tomorrow morning."
"I want it this afternoon!"
"You can want it, but I can't give it to you."
"I'm ordering you to work overtime at noon!"
"I want my lunch break."
"Do you believe I'll fire you?!"
"No. You won't let Qin Leyin's younger brother out of your control."
Xianchan Chenchen leaped directly onto the desk and looked down at the black-haired young man before him, who showed neither sorrow nor joy. His finger seemed ready to poke through the latter's skull, but he