Lord Yama, Your KPI Still Lacks a Wife.

＞I was so numb from the pressure to get married that I was dumbfounded when I opened the door on my tenth blind date. >A handsome man in ancient costume sits at the table, with black hair like a waterfall and cold eyes: "I am Lord Yan, and I have come to the world to find a wife." >I chuckled: "Cosplay is too deep into the drama? Are you confused by the script?" >With a tap of his fingertips, I was instantly transported to the conference room of the underworld. ＞Nutau Ma Mian is quarreling over the "Naihe Bridge congestion problem". >The projection screen lights up the PPT: "The KPI of the dead souls in the first quarter exceeded the quota by 200%, and the supply of Mengpo soup is seriously insufficient." ＞Yan Jun knocked on the table with a cold face: "Quiet! Let's solve my life-long matter first." >I trembled and raised my hands: "Well... Can you send me back to the human world first to revise my resume?" > "To join the underworld establishment? It includes five insurances and one housing fund, and comes with a thousand years of life." He raised his eyebrows, "I'll give it to you when you get married."