The Underworld's Chief Debt Collector

"A hardworking, honest, beautiful debt-collection queen x a black-bellied, sweet-faced King of Hell"

After two years of working herself to the bone as an accountant, Yang Mengxi returned just as broke as ever. Her hardworking, upright professional demeanor caught the attention of the debt-collection department at the Underworld Bank of Heaven and Earth, which was short on "people and talent," and she became a part-time debt collector.

But Yang Mengxi only knew accounting, not debt collection, and even the golden finger System she chose as a reward was related to accounting.

So...

A rich second-generation spendthrift who owed money shouted indignantly, "I don't have any money!"

Yang Mengxi looked at the detailed personal financial statement floating beside him. "You do. Didn't you deposit 354,672.45 yuan just yesterday?"

The other man's eyes widened. He pointed a trembling finger at Yang Mengxi. "You're a demon!"

In the wilderness of the underworld, a thousand-year-old vengeful ghost was about to have his soul scattered after being captured by a Daoist priest, when Yang Mengxi suddenly appeared.

The priest shouted angrily, "Who dares interfere with my capture of this evil spirit!"

Yang Mengxi: "Sorry, this is a routine debt collection. He has to pay before his soul is scattered."

The priest snapped impatiently, "I suggest you leave now, unless you want me to hurt an innocent bystander!"

Yang Mengxi glanced at the priest's head. "It's not just him. You owe money too."

The priest: ...

The thousand-year-old vengeful ghost: Hello? Is nobody going to ask what I think?

Later, because Yang Mengxi was such an outstanding debt collector and knew accounting, her supervisor transferred her to help out in the Underworld Bank's accounting department.

And so...

An underworld employee: "I didn't embezzle anything. The books balance!"

Yang Mengxi coughed lightly. "Sorry, the books are fake."

The other person slammed the table and roared, "How arrogant! I have connections upstairs!"

The next day, at the underworld court, the judge who normally worked year-round inexplicably took sick leave. In his place sat the aloof King of Hell.

Behind the judge's bench, he said in a cold, deep voice, "She's mine."

The employee dropped to their knees with a thud: ...My lord!

Yang Mengxi blinked. "I have connections upstairs too."

After the hearing, the aloof King of Hell quietly poked Yang Mengxi's hand, hoping she'd praise him.

#When an accountant becomes an underworld debt collector#

#Help, how does an accountant collect debts from evil spirits?#

#The Underworld's chief debt collector is on the job#

New novel: "Hear the Male Lead's Thoughts, Live the Green Tea Life"

Synopsis:

After Jiang Tang dies unexpectedly, she transmigrates into a book titled "The Top Heiress and Her Four CEOs." She becomes a minor, wealthy side character who is wildly flirtatious, and is bound to a white-lotus conquest System. The System has noticed her innate green-tea-master skills and tells her she must conquer the four CEOs before the "top heiress" does, or she won't come back to life.

Jiang Tang is delighted: Isn't this a piece of cake? As long as these CEOs are normal people, my life is as good as saved!

But after trying a few tricks, Jiang Tang fails to conquer two of them.

When she starts again, she gains the golden finger ability to "hear the male leads' thoughts." Only after hearing their thoughts does she realize that one of them really isn't quite normal...

In the conference room, the first CEO, a towering 188 cm man with broad shoulders and a black shirt buttoned all the way to the collar, is widely known for his abstinent image. He's seriously handling a company crisis, looking stern on the outside, while openly thinking to himself:

--"I'm so lonely tonight. I really want to... be tied up..."

--"My neck, my wrists..."

Jiang Tang freezes as if struck by lightning. Huh? He wants what? Where?

Keeping herself alive matters more than anything. One evening, Jiang Tang asks the CEO out, then promptly ties him up and pats his face, saying coldly, "Hah, men. Now that I've tied you up, you won't get away even if you grow wings!"

The first CEO kneels helplessly on the ground. "!"

She's so strong!!

Outside an orphanage, the second CEO, cold and ruthless in business, decisive and utterly unsentimental, stares silently at a building that's about to collapse, his eyes sinister.

Jiang Tang, secretly following him: "No way! Does he want to demolish the orphanage wall too? That's so cruel!"

A gust of hot wind blows past, carrying the CEO's thoughts from ahead.

--"Poor wall, how did you get cracked? Waaaa, another rival went bankrupt today..."

Jiang Tang breaks into a cold sweat in the sweltering heat. Huh? He's scary, but he's crying.

To make sure, Jiang Tang deliberately moves next door to the CEO. In the middle of the night, she hears him sobbing next door, all because a few cows were sold.

Jiang Tang's eyes grow as wide as saucers. A saint... a saint?

So the next day, Jiang Tang adopts several stray cats and dogs.

Every day, while taking them for walks, Jiang Tang puts them in the arms of the CEO whenever they happen to meet, then blinks at him and asks, "Would you like to walk them with me?"

The second CEO looks at her coldly. "These little things should all die!"

But his thoughts say: "Please, don't ask me. Just let me walk them! I'd love to!!"

His conquest score rises in a straight line.

Jiang Tang: Got you.

When the conquest is nearly over, all of Jiang Tang's attempts to conquer them are exposed.

The first CEO ties her to a chair and whispers ingratiatingly, "Tangtang, don't leave. I have ropes in so many more colors for you to choose from..."

The second CEO finally stops crying, but rings her doorbell. "Xiao Tang... would you like to walk that cow with me?"

The third CEO, a playboy: "From now on, I'll only love you. Will you stay for me?"

The fourth CEO, a rich second-generation heir: "It was my fault for breaking off our engagement. How about I marry you this time?"

Jiang Tang, desperate to come back to life, says: No thanks. Staying alive is what matters.

Please add it to your collection~

Thesis: Hard work brings prosperity. Charge!