The night sky was pitch-black, and all was silent. Insects chirped, birds called, and everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful. Yet Heavenly Dao's mood could only be described as terrible. Someone had filed a complaint against him, accusing him of fraud.
Fuck your mother! What else could Heavenly Dao say? This report was utterly insane. Someone had to have lard clogging their brain to dare report him! What was he? He was the master of all things, the will of heaven and earth. And they dared report him?
Heavenly Dao's heart turned cold as he looked at the complaint. He had no choice but to process it, because the report had come through WeChat. That was The One That Escaped. In other words, WeChat's status was actually about the same as his own.
If the Celestial Realm were a corporate group, Heavenly Dao would be the chairman of the board, while the shareholders, the Jade Emperor and those emperors and Saints, would be the executives. Qin Fen was one as well, but Qin Fen had something special: WeChat. It had already reached version 6.0 of the Heavenly tier. To put it plainly, Big Chef was also a shareholder in this company. As WeChat upgraded, Qin Fen's shares kept increasing!
If Heavenly Dao wanted to deal with Qin Fen while disregarding the rules, there was one extremely awkward issue: Qin Fen had the ability to convene a board meeting!
As the holder of the largest shares on the board, the Great Dao would certainly follow the rules. That was right—the biggest shareholder was not Heavenly Dao, but the Great Dao. Since it normally did not manage affairs, Heavenly Dao handled the company. If Heavenly Dao wanted to pocket Qin Fen's benefits and screw him over, he needed the board's approval.
Thus,