The after-sales service of Yao's Security Company was very attentive, and the compensation was processed quickly and well. The little banshees also greeted me with smiles and served them afternoon tea and snacks, which made the distinguished guests wait for a long time.
Moreover, they all circled around Jiu Motoko, their faces almost frozen with laughter, fearing that they would not be able to satisfy her.
Mr. Ning was sitting in the corner playing with paper cups, and no one paid much attention to him.
He was used to this kind of loss, and he adapted so quickly that even he was surprised. He couldn't help but want to praise that his mind was stable enough, so why worry about not being able to achieve great things.
He liked the feeling of having nothing, suddenly becoming the lowest level existence, and then relying on his own efforts to become stronger little by little.
After all, he has had everything since he was born.
Without any effort, you can live a life that others cannot achieve even if they work hard all their lives.
For Ning Zhi, this was an ordinary and boring life.
Everything is used at the highest level, and the results achieved seem to be taken for granted and insignificant compared to what you have since you were born.
As the vice president of Qianxi Dynasty Group, he has signed countless deals worth tens of billions.
But so what, even if he became the vice president based on his strength, others would only say that he was born into a good child and had a good father.
Because the president is his father.
When the president's son becomes the vice president of the company, people will admire him. Do they think he rose to the position based on his strength?
Ning Zhi doesn't doubt his abilities and doesn't care what others think, but he has no sense of accomplishment, is very unsatisfied and a bit empty.
Despite the objections of his entire family, he entered the dojo without even being a human being.
Now, he has a sense of existence and is his true self.
He was fascinated by the joy, pride and satisfaction of finally making a little progress through his own efforts.
But his reason also reminded him clearly that this kind of behavior is called shamelessness.
But so what, my family is so rich, and I am complaining for no reason. Isn’t this the reaction that a rich second generation who has experienced mysterious power should have?
The compensation from Yao's Security Company was delivered. The list had been shown to Jiu Yuanzi before. The names were too confusing to understand, so she threw it directly to Ning Zhi.
It looked like she didn't like this kind of thing and was just seeking justice for him.
Ning Zhi was very satisfied with the things. There were more than he thought yesterday, and there would still be a lot more after 50 or 50.
Now the items are delivered, packed in two large cardboard boxes.
Yao Muyang opened the box and inspected the goods on the spot. In one box were ten bags of spiritual rice with Shengxian written on the packaging, each bag weighing only 2.5 kilograms.
Another box was piled messily with things, including four soul-charging treasures and two soul-charging crystals placed in exquisite boxes. Three 150-gram bags of dried meat called Feitian, with a figure stepping on a flying sword printed on them, and two gift boxes of mushroom rice sauce.
"..." Jiu Yuanzi looked at these things and fell into deep silence.
When she was looking at the compensation form just now, she only knew names such as Lingbao and Lingbianjing, Shengxian, Feitian, and Mushroom. She couldn't figure out what they were, so she didn't speak.
After working on it for a long time, this is the kind of thing!
She looked at Yao Muyang and Ning Zhi, who actually showed satisfaction that the goods were fine.
It cannot be said that they are not spiritual beings, because they do have a trace of aura, but it is very light.
There is really a lot to learn in this world.
Jiu Motoko felt the pressure, but after accepting this setting, she was able to accept this spiritual product.
After all, in heaven, everything eaten contains spiritual energy. It is not surprising that such products are made in the mortal world, but the spiritual energy is too weak.
Suddenly, Jiu Yuanzi remembered Linghu Baoguo's toffee. Wasn't that also a spiritual food?
If so, the spiritual energy was too weak, and she didn't taste the spiritual energy at all.
What made her even more curious was that there was no spiritual energy in the mortal world, so where did these dried meats, rice, and mushrooms come from.
It’s impossible to farm in the dojo, right?
Even if the time in the dojo is long enough, there are not so many spiritual guides for people to come in and out to transport goods. We will figure this out later.
Ning Zhi nodded towards her, "That's it."
"Then let's go. Minister Yao will cooperate again if we have the opportunity in the future." After getting the things, Jiu Yuanzi stopped staying and could go to have dinner.
The box was held by Ning Zhi, and Yao Muyang sent the two of them to the parking lot.
Just as Jiu Yuanzi was about to get in the car, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the Yao's Security Company building. As if he saw something, his eyes fell on the glass on the fourth floor.
After a pause for a few seconds, she smiled, then looked back and got into the car.
After the car left under Yao Muyang's watch, he also looked back at the place where Jiu Yuanzi was looking just now.
That was the office of their boss, the Great Sage Chaotian.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The monsters from the big family were so powerful. They found the boss's location at a glance. The two monsters might have already made a test at that moment.
It’s really unfathomable.
When Yao Muyang returned to the fourth floor and told the secretary Yao at the door that he had something to ask his boss for instructions, he was blocked from the door.
The secretary, who was twisting her waist, said that the boss played mahjong all night last night and was catching up on his sleep. He had already given instructions not to let any monsters disturb him.
Yao Muyang was suddenly shocked. He didn't expect that the temptation just now could make his boss feel tired.
I'm afraid it's not the right time to see me now, and I don't dare to disturb him anymore, so I'll go back and do my own thing.
Jiu Yuanzi was sitting in the car, and Ning Zhi also asked a question, "What were you looking at just now? Did you find that their boss was spying on us?"
"Huh?" Jiu Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, "No one is looking at us. I just found that there is a strong spiritual energy in that location. Their company has put good things there."
She smiled and said: "Peeping at the Great Heavenly Saint? I didn't find anyone looking at us. Maybe their boss didn't come to work at all and was still sleeping at home."
A demon who was sleeping on the sofa in the office felt that his nose was a little itchy, so he rubbed it vigorously and went back to sleep.
After being compensated for such a small amount of garbage, Jiu Motoko had no intention of sending it home first and then coming out, so he reached out and took away his share.
"When I eat, I want to eat the most delicious food, something as delicious as snacks!" Jiu Motoko urged.
She discovered yesterday that snacks are much more delicious than bitter things like steak, and she really doesn't appreciate things that use a knife and fork.
Ning Zhi said while driving: "I have already decided the location. You change your clothes and we will go there now."
"What clothes are you changing? Do you think I am listening to you when I change like this? That's because I like this look, it's magical and special." Jiu Motoko said inexplicably.
"That cute pink suit, buy it for whoever you want to wear it and give it to her. I don't want to wear it. It's so stupid." Jiu Motoko made a sound and raised her hand to make a skull surrounded by roses appear on the back of her hand. The pattern adds an ancient, spicy and earthy style to her.
Ning Zhi regretted a little. He had known better that he shouldn't have given her any dressing advice. The simple and ordinary girlish style before was very good.
Listening to her talking to herself as she opened her cell phone beside her and kept searching, it was even more frightening.
"Hey, are you wearing a ring on your nose? Do you want me to wear one too? But then I'll look like a cow."
"What kind of outfit is this? It's very similar to what I'm wearing now, but it looks cooler and more badass, wasteland style?"
"Mr. Ning, what is wasteland style? I feel so special, with so many thorns on my body. How about I sacrifice some spiritual power and help you change into this kind of clothes."
Ning Zhi stared straight ahead and said calmly: "There are regulations in the traffic regulations. When driving, the driver should keep his eyes on the road, hold the steering wheel, and not chat with the people in the car."
"You must concentrate. What you are holding is not a car, but a murder weapon. You must concentrate and not be distracted by other things. This is related to the lives of passers-by."
"Don't talk to me for now, it will distract me."
Jiu Yuanzi blinked and nodded thoughtfully, "Oh, then I won't disturb you anymore."
She continued to look down at her phone and thought the wooden stick covered with long needles was great, and the motorcycle covered with scrap metal and skulls was also cool. It was very wild and awesome.
