The earth-shattering performance pressure burst forth from him, as if he wanted to complete all the world's tasks.
In that instant, the team members standing in the same office area as Zhang Yu felt utterly inadequate.
Clearly, they were elite individuals who had joined the sect after many trials, yet they felt like standing in front of Zhang Yu... just like worthless people who spent their days slacking off and idling.
"Overachiever!"
"This guy is an overachiever!"
"If he keeps working like this, is he trying to increase his monthly performance several times over?"
Chu Wangji's mind was flashing with countless thoughts, as if he could already see the higher-ups witnessing Zhang Yu's performance and starting to promote him extensively, even raising the performance requirements for all groups.
"If things keep rising like this, the cost of working will increase again."
