Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 204: Luo Feng's Plea for Help

"Tsk tsk tsk," Lin Yu exclaimed in amazement from within the ring. "Disciple, you've truly imparted that whole capitalist 'exploitation' aesthetic to them. Look at Old Wang's demeanor, he's more like a ruthless foreman than you are now."

Su Ming smiled, a flash of satisfaction in his eyes. "This is called standardized management, Master. Only this way can I free up my hands to focus on more important matters."

Old Wang turned his head and suddenly saw Su Ming standing at the entrance. His stern face instantly blossomed into a chrysanthemum-like smile as he trotted over to greet him.

"Hall Master! You've emerged from seclusion!"

At this shout, the disciples in the courtyard performing menial tasks all stopped their work, standing up in unison, their eyes filled with reverence and admiration. "Greetings, Hall Master!"

Su Ming waved his hand, signaling everyone to continue. "Old Wang, well done. It seems you haven't been slacking off these past two weeks."

"How could we!" Old Wang rubbed his hands together, his face showing unconcealable pride. "Following that... that 'manual' you left behind, we optimized the repair process for two small formation plates. We merged the 'cleaning' and 'polishing' steps, increasing efficiency by over ten percent! Now our Repair Hall truly achieves 'daily tasks, daily closure'!"

Watching Old Wang's straightened back and confident gaze, Su Ming nodded inwardly in approval.

The former good-natured man from the Accounting Office, who used to be meek and only knew how to bury his head in calculations, had now genuinely grown into a technical supervisor capable of holding his own.

This was the power of a system, and also the foundation upon which Su Ming stood firm in this world.Just then, hurried footsteps sounded from outside the courtyard gate.

"Brother Su! Brother Su!"

The voice arrived before the person. That distinctive, raspy voice could only belong to Wang Defa.

profusely. The moment he saw Su Ming, his small eyes, nearly squeezed shut by fat, instantly lit

heavens, you've finally

looked left and right, and lowered

down. Without wasting words, Wang Defa directly pulled out a

Ming

"A letter of allegiance."

to audit our accounts, right? Over these past two

Ming's heart stirred. He reached out, picked up the jade slip, and probed

next moment, his

no longer just an account book; this was a meticulously detailed "list of crimes,"

the jade slip, dense data was organized into Su Ming's favorite chart

Vessel Hall procured, how much was actually warehoused, and how

how much higher the price

high-grade magical artifacts ultimately ended up—in

heavens," Lin Yu whistled. "This fatty is a talent! He's practically stripped the Vessel Hall bare. If this thing gets thrown out, half the people in the

jade slip and looked deeply at Wang

Wang

Su Ming would win, betting that the Repair

no longer that fence-sitter trying to please both sides, but had instead staked his entire life and

Wang, this gift is... weighty." Su Ming lightly tapped the table with his

"Brother Su, I've figured it out. In this sect, to live well, just knowing how to do accounts isn't enough. You need backing, you need a blade! You are that blade, and I, Old Wang, am willing

Ming smiled, storing the jade

Wang trusts me, then from now on, we are our own