In the blazing July sun, everything was calm and peaceful.
Zhang Fan had been living leisurely days; with nothing serious to do, his routine was just daily cultivation of the [North and South Sect Origin], pondering the [Northern Emperor Technique], slacking off at work, and browsing posts on [Thousand-Year-Old Demon].
"Jiang Hu, if we keep being this idle, won't our company go bankrupt? Shouldn't we start job-hunting in advance?" Zhang Fan glanced towards Bai Buran's office—the boss hadn't shown up for over a week.
"Over ten million students are graduating this July and looking for jobs. Cheap and efficient labor,"
Jiang Hu didn't even look up, just opened his phone, its home screen lined with over a dozen social apps.
"Next month then..." Zhang Fan smacked his lips.
"August is the hottest month. Who looks for jobs then? Where do you even find free air conditioning?" Jiang Hu replied flatly.
"September..."
