I Have Raised the CEO Like a Spiritual Beast for Three Hundred Years

Li Mo, a great master in the integration stage of the world of cultivation, failed to survive the tribulation and became the HR of a major Internet company. In the eyes of his colleagues, he is gentle and reliable, and everyone trusts him. No one knows that this HR can use the fairy rope to break up conflicts in private, use Hopewell Avenue to mediate departmental conflicts, and can easily smooth out the negative emotions in the entire office. Until CEO Meng Chuan rushed into his office with red eyes - "Old Li, I dream about you standing on the stone and calling me to return to my position every day. Who am I?" Li Mo took a closer look and saw that the heart-protecting lock hanging around the CEO's neck was clearly one he had made for the wandering cloud-eating beast. The white-eyed wolf cub he raised for three hundred years now has a human face and is the boss of his company, and chases him every day to ask what the cave and the teapot in his dream are about. Jie Lei chased him, Qin Yu appeared, and the exemption approval document from Tiangong was still waiting for him to collect merit. Li Mo's left hand was burnt black and his right hand was busy editing his performance list, and he had to prevent this idiot from getting closer and closer in his dream. It seems that the old debts that have not been settled for three hundred years can never be settled in this life.