The next day.
Although everyone had only just spent nearly the whole night partying and drinking themselves senseless, unfortunately, early the next morning, Zhang Chulan was still nursing a headache when Xu Si hurried over and rudely hauled him out of bed. He had to wash up in a rush, then was shoved into the passenger seat of the car bound for the company without even having time for breakfast.
The others riding in the back were, naturally, the energetic Feng Baobao and Zhang Lingyu, who, for some reason, had dark circles under his eyes. They were employees of the company too, so of course they had to go along.
Just as Xu Si had said the day before, today Zhang Chulan and the others were going to the company to give General Manager Zhao and the board members a detailed account of what had happened on Natsume Island, reporting on the events and the details. After all, the situation on Natsume Island had grown more and more serious, and there were signs it might spill over into the ordinary world and cause global turmoil.
So, given the gravity of the situation, the company naturally needed to ask the direct participants for more details about what had happened—employees like Zhang Chulan, who had come into contact with the Queen of Natsume. That was absolutely necessary!
"Zhang Chulan!"
"And Baobao and Zhang Lingyu!"
Driving somewhat absent-mindedly, Xu Si threaded the car into the insanely busy morning traffic. With a cigarette in one hand and the steering wheel in the other, he wasn't remotely worried about being caught on camera and fined. Then he suddenly said to Zhang Chulan, who was yawning beside him, and the two people in the back:
"Listen up!"
"For this report, you can say whatever you like