BIG TIGER WITH SMALL BRAIN

He had lived in this world for more than four hundred years, and he had tried his hand at various jobs. When he had just started his life as an immortal in this world, he worked as a merchant selling silk. Strangely, even though at that time he was just starting to learn business, his business immediately became big, and even after he changed identities, he continued to do business even though he had to choose other types of business afterward.

When the ancient imperial system finally ended and a republic was established, he disguised himself as a Chinese herbal medicine seller during those troubled times. After the war ended, he began going abroad as well to hide his identity, and his work became more varied. When he went to Italy, he owned a Chinese restaurant that was also famous in town at that time, and when he went to Japan, he became a sauna boss. He even became a casino owner while living in Russia about ten years ago.

Nine years ago, he decided to return to China, and he also once again used his real name instead of using the pseudonyms he used while living in other countries. This time, he worked as the boss of an entertainment company, and it seemed like the magic of his hands was still working well because his company also grew big in less than a decade.

He was the founder and president of the company, but he was having a headache today for various reasons. Problem after problem kept coming to him, and this time, the problem came from his secretary.

"So, one of the kids ran away?" He asked his secretary who was sitting in a chair in front of his desk.

"Yes, sir," answered the female secretary. "The group was supposed to debut next month, but we only have five members now. Do you still want to debut them with the remaining members?"

Despite its relatively young age, his company was one of the largest entertainment companies in the country, and many artists worked under him today. This time, he planned to debut a boygroup for the first time because he wanted to challenge himself, but some complications made him dizzy.

"I still want to debut a six-member boygroup," he answered firmly to his secretary. "The one who will be the group manager is Wang Gong Zhao, right? Ask him to find a replacement for that kid who ran away."

The long-haired man sounded stern, and it seemed like he had no intention of giving his secretary any space to argue. Perhaps the female secretary, Lu Ran, already knew her boss's character well because she had worked at the company for five years, and that was why she didn't try to argue verbally.

She just cursed her superior in her heart, 'You tiger with a big body but a small brain surely only knows how to give orders without considering the difficulties your subordinates have to face because of those orders, right? Where should Old Wang look for a replacement, and would it be possible to train a replacement in a month? This tiger is not only stupid but also heartless!'

Unbeknownst to Zhang Hei, most of the people in the company called him "The Big Tiger With Small Brains." The nickname "tiger" was first used when Zhang Hei went to the office one day wearing a tiger-print jacket. He looked ridiculous that day, and the employees started calling him "Cute but Silly Tiger." That was his initial nickname, but after they witnessed how their boss often gave them brainless orders, they started changing his nickname to "Big Tiger With Small Brain."

Of course, the nickname didn't mean Zhang Hei was stupid. On the contrary, every employee in the company knew that he was a genius, but the word "genius" needed to be accompanied by the word "crazy." Yes, he was the crazy genius of the company.

Lu Ran cursed her boss inwardly, but on her face, she wore a friendly expression towards her boss, and she nodded her head obediently before finally leaving her boss's office.

After his secretary left, Zhang Hei let out a heavy sigh before resting his head on the back of his chair.

"I can't die, and I also still have to think about this company," he muttered to himself, and his memory flashed to the moment when he had a serious conversation with the God of Death today.

["So, I won't be able to die?" Anxious, Zhang Hei questioned the God of Death.

"I can't take your soul, but someone else might be able to, young man," the God of Death replied.

Hearing his answer, Zhang Hei suddenly looked very angry. "That stupid God of Life asked me to find you, and now you're asking me to look for someone else? What kind of game are you guys planning? You probably have no intention of helping me, and that stupid God of Life probably has no intention of either! He didn't have any intention to end my punishment, right?" He asked angrily.

Zhang Hei didn't care about manners anymore as he could even shout at the God of Death, but the God of Death didn't even flinch after hearing his high-pitched tone. "I'm not playing any game here," he replied. "I told you to look for someone, and that person will definitely be able to kill you and end your pathetic life in this world. That person is one of the people you killed four hundred years ago."

"..." This time, Zhang Hei didn't immediately argue, and he even shrank slightly after hearing what the old man had just said. "What do you mean?" He finally asked. "I killed everyone back then, and none of them were immortal like me, right?"

"You are right that none of them are immortal, and you are also right that everyone died that day," the God of Death answered. "However, some souls successfully reincarnate, and you only need to find one of them. The reincarnation of one of the people you killed many years ago will be able to end your life in this world."]