Shen Bing compared the progress bar's length with its speed, then smacked his lips. "Is this damn thing going to take until tomorrow?"
That left Shen Bing feeling rather frustrated.
The pattern of the system upgrades was obvious: the higher the level, the longer the upgrade took.
By that calculation, wouldn't the next upgrade, from level four to level five, take four or five days?
Grumble as he might, Shen Bing had no way to solve the problem. No matter how formidable he was on Earth, when it came to the Gate to the Immortal Realm, there was nothing he could do.
Of course, Shen Bing wasn't going to sit there waiting quietly. He had a mountain of things to deal with.
In truth, Shen Bing wasn't in the mood to inspect the wedding venue's decorations anymore. With the Gate to the Immortal Realm's upgrade weighing on his mind, doing anything else left him feeling as though a cat were clawing at his heart. Unfortunately, while the Gate to the Immortal Realm was upgrading, he couldn't do anything with it. He couldn't even close the upgrade screen, so there was simply no helping it.
Shen Bing strolled out of the room.
The breeze was gentle, the sky clear, and the sunshine just right.
"Chairman, what do you think of putting this pot of pothos here?" a young man of around thirty asked expectantly.
Shen Bing knew him. He was Chen Lin, the deputy head of the Finance Department, a very capable young man.
Compared with some of the company's other senior executives, however, this young man wasn't all that young. Zhuang Xin, the head of the Finance Department, for instance, was much younger than Chen Lin.
Even so, Chen Lin didn't dare harbor any resentment toward Zhuang Xin. For one