"Little sister, we meet again." Seeing that the trouble was gone, Qian Mengyao walked up to Jiu Yuanzi.
Jiu Motoko looked at her and said disappointedly: "Sister, your club is very unsafe. There is an idiot who climbed through the window and killed someone."
"But you don't care at all. If I hadn't risked offending the Xiao family, I don't know how many people would have died tonight."
"There are still mortal guests in the club. If a few of them die, I'm afraid the Alien Bureau won't just fine them a few hundred million. They might take the young lady back and do something like this."
Qian Naoyao asked funnyly: "What kind of thing is it? Can you tell me in detail? I'm... very interested."
Jiu Yuanzi said: "For example, let you do hard work in the dojo, deal with disputes between aristocratic families, such as Xiao Yifa, something that offends people. There are too many things that a great sage can do, and you will be squeezed dry. "
Hearing that this was the case, Qian Naoyao instantly lost interest and concluded that this was a young demon.
"Please come to my office and let's talk about business," she invited.
Some things are not convenient to say in a crowded place, and it is too chaotic here.
Jiu Yuanzi stood up and said casually: "Actually, I didn't do much. I just saved dozens or hundreds of mortals and kept the Baima Shengsheng Club from going bankrupt. It's such a small thing. I want to express my gratitude for my reward or something. , how embarrassing.”
Qian Mengyao looked back at her, very surprised.
She actually struck first and asked for compensation before she even offered any proper compensation.
Fortunately, Xiao Wanfa mentioned that the Xiao family would be solely responsible for the compensation, otherwise we would have had to deal with this little monster for a long time, and he turned out to be a stingy owner.
But Qian Nao Yao is also very thick-skinned. Everyone is a thousand-year-old monster, and no one can lose.
"I really should thank you properly, so I'll exempt you from tonight's expenses." She chose what she thought was the least reward.
How much can you spend to play with little monsters? It's up to a hundred thousand.
When Jiu Motoko heard this, he thought this was fine, so let's do it.
"Okay, it just so happens that I haven't paid the 5 million yet, so it just happened to be deducted like this." She thought about it, this is equivalent to earning 5 million, which is very worthwhile.
Qian Mengyao couldn't believe that someone could spend 5 million in her store in one night?
Could it be that I underestimated myself before? In fact, my store has great potential. Customers are like sponges. As long as they are willing to squeeze hard, they will definitely consume more.
Seeing that she seemed a little unbelievable, Jiu Yuanzi was convinced that what he heard in the sky was true. The IQs of the great sages were not very high.
Either they like to fight and kill, or they are simple-minded and like to form cliques and call themselves brothers.
If something goes wrong with one, all the others will be taken away.
There is also a hobby of recruiting younger brothers, always occupying a piece of land, and then raising many little monsters.
There are several of these characteristics, and this Mr. Qian in front of me possesses them all.
After entering the office, Qian Guangyao immediately asked someone to bring him the bill. As a businessman, the accounts must be checked clearly. She also wanted to see how she could spend five million on three people in her own store so that she could have a set meal in the future.
The bill was one meter long, and it was filled with various service charges.
After reading it, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the cost was only about 200 for a fruit plate and snacks. The popcorn was fried by herself, and the cost was just a handful of old corn.
The more expensive thing is the wine, but it doesn't matter. The purchase price is relatively low, but the bottle is beautiful. The cost of two sacred princess towers is less than 10,000.
The other two to three million employee service fees were not optimistic about the club, causing huge losses to themselves. Why do they still want money?
Qian Mengyao put down the bill and smiled at Jiu Motoko on the sofa opposite the desk: "Today's bill is all waived. Let's make friends."
Jiu Motoko became wary. She had heard this at the Volcano Handicraft Workshop, which meant that the other party wanted to trick you from other places.
She struck while the iron was hot and said: "Mr. Shi rented two dojo parking spaces from me and asked me to give up taking on a 5 billion mission and help him collect things, so he offered a price of 20 million."
"Based on last experience, the dojo will open in a few days, so you should just pay the money."
Qian Mangyao knew about this, but he didn't expect that the little rich woman Mr. Shi mentioned was the same monster he saw in the alien bureau.
In other words, he didn't recognize the demon in front of him at all, so he was praising him in vain.
She leaned on the boss's chair and got down to business, "No problem, I'll pay you soon. Business is business, and favors are favors."
"My request is very simple. Help me absorb the corpse energy in the dojo. There are many zombies in it, and the concentration of corpse energy should be very high."
Jiu Yuanzi said puzzledly: "You are already a great saint. It is easy to buy a spiritual guide. Why not buy two or three yuan and bring a dozen of your subordinates in?"
This is too stingy. Although the spirit guide is expensive to auction, it is more important for you, a white-bone spirit, to save such money.
Qian Mangyao sent someone to the dojo last time, and the owner of the parking space also asked the same question. Everyone thought of her as a stingy owner.
As a business person, if people think that you have no money, it means that the business is not doing well, the service and drinks will definitely be poor, and they will not be willing to visit you.
Maybe you think that the demons here are all castrated and the cost of recruiting them is low. Otherwise, why would the boss be so poor?
No one wants to come to a club like this. Although everyone is just performing arts and spreading love to the women of the world, and not doing such shameful things, they still have to give the guests something to look forward to.
A club full of eunuchs would not be able to make back the water and electricity bills.
The problem was too serious. Qian Mangyao's expression became serious and he explained seriously: "No one knows what kind of dojo Ling Yin will create. And you don't know, if your cultivation level exceeds level A, you can't enter ordinary It’s a dojo.”
"I can't buy spirits to lead people in every dojo. Only dojos such as battlefields will have a lot of corpse energy. This kind of thing is hard to come across, and it's not cost-effective for investment."
She told her arrangement without hesitation, "After spending so much money, the corpse energy collected from the dojo is not as much as the corpse energy I collected from the two crematoriums in Haidu City."
"With only 100,000 a month, you can place a collector in the crematorium. Each person is limited to two. Isn't it better than sending people to the dojo to die?"
Is there such an operation?
Jiu Yuanzi inquired: "How many people put collectors in the crematorium?"
Mentioning this, Qian Mengyao looked a little weak, "A crematorium is only allowed to place 500 collectors, and if it is more than six months old, the application will be banned for two months. I am currently in the window period. "
"After the first session of the dojo this time, I realized that it is such a beautiful world after reading the guide. If I could go in and stay for a few days, my cultivation level would definitely increase by one level."
Jiu Motoko was not interested in whether she could inhale the corpse aura. She caught one point, "Why can't the Great Sage go in? It can't be that the dojo wants to protect the weak. It's such a ridiculous reason."
Qian Mangyao looked at the innocent girl, "Of course it's impossible. The fragments of the dojo are too weak. The already dilapidated dojo cannot tolerate the power of Jinxian inside."
"It takes a complete dojo to accommodate a being of our strength. I don't know when we will encounter one."
"Oh." Jiu Yuanzi looked at Qian Naoyao in front of her. She didn't know how to describe the strength of this great sage. She couldn't quite tell.
Forget it, she doesn't worry about it anymore.
After all, the power of the gods is divided into nine immortals, nine true beings and nine saints.
As for the saints that monsters can become, they are divided into the order of Shang, Gao, Tai, Xuan, Tian, Zhen, Shen, Ling and the most holy.
The Great Sage is just a conventional name for monsters to easily distinguish after they have surpassed the level A cultivation level and entered the Golden Immortal.
After a person's cultivation ability exceeds level A, he is called true.
Likewise, there are nine levels: Shang, Gao, Tai, Xuan, Tian, Zhen, Shen, Ling and Zhi.
Jiu Yuanzi's thinking is a bit divergent. After he surpasses Grade A strength, should he be the Holy or the True?
She raised her eyebrows, took out her phone and opened Tong Ling Bao, directly made a 20 million transaction, and then held out the payment QR code in front of Qian Mengyao.
"Thank you boss for your business."
Qian Mengyao was a little angry for some reason because of her neither salty nor bland words. Maybe it was because the club was smashed and she was in a bad mood.
She took out her mobile phone and paid, and the 20 million was just gone.
But thinking about the corpse energy I brought back last time, it was an amount that could not be bought with money in the outside world, so it was worth it for the sake of training.
She became angry when she thought of this. Last time she bought eight parking spaces, but this time an upstart came from nowhere and issued a 5 billion mission, causing others to stop selling their parking spaces.
The task is calculated on a per-person basis. Of course, the more people there are, the more money you make, mainly because you can paddle.
There are so many people, so you can make a fortune by fishing in troubled waters without putting in too much effort.
The people from the Stranger Bureau will definitely go, and if you follow them, there will be other benefits if you get some credit.
It is impossible for a wealthy person to spend 100 million to buy a parking space in Lingyin, and there is no way to make back the cost.
In that case, she might as well spend 100 million and buy it from those second-level dealers who collect corpse aura. They are all corpse aura collected from the crematorium in a serious manner and stamped with the approval mark of the Alien Bureau.
After collecting the money, Jiu Motoko stood up to leave. He had gained a lot from his trip, so he could go home happily.
Naturally, Qian Nao Yao wanted to come out to give them away. When the two of them walked out of the office, they saw a group of people walking in aggressively, uniformly wearing black improved ancient clothes with the word "Xiao" written on the back.
It seems like some kind of bad club, something not to be trifled with.
After they dispersed, a man in a dark red antique robe walked in. He was in his 20s. His hair was bright red, whether it was dyed or natural.
Then, four people came in carrying a coffin and went directly to Pan Xiaolu, who was so frightened that his whole body became stiff.
Gong Yangyan and the others ran away long ago. Without Jiu Yuanzi sitting there, they didn't want to sit with the corpse.
It's just a pity for the little donkey. Whoever makes the other party stronger, just tolerate it if you can.
Jiu Yuanzi watched them put down the coffin. Wearing white gloves, he carefully lifted Xiao Yifa's body and placed it in the coffin. He then asked Qian Maoyao in a low voice, "Mr. Qian, can we still bury it in the ground now?"
Qian Naoyao looked at her, you killed this person, and you still dare to ask if he can be buried?
How could the affairs of aristocratic families be the same as those of ordinary people?
The Xiao family member in dark red clothes, with a gloomy face and particularly sensitive ears, suddenly raised his head and looked over.
After seeing Jiu Yuanzi's clothes, he was obviously absent-minded for a second, and his tone was cold and somewhat surprised, "How dare you stay here and not leave?"
He killed someone from the Xiao family and instead of running away quickly, he was still waiting here to watch the corpses being collected!
Jiu Yuanzi felt that he had been wronged and said aggrievedly: "I have nothing serious to do, and I am just about to leave now. I didn't hinder you from collecting the body. Why did you hurt me?"
"Am I hurting you?" The man seemed to have heard something ridiculous. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
He stared at the walnut-sized pink diamond and finally asked the question everyone wanted to ask, "Which family are you from?"
Jiu Yuanzi was also stunned, whose family it belongs to?
Heaven?
No, I just lived there before, it was not my home.
She thought for a while and said, "Tianfa is natural, Tianjiajiu Yuanzi, who are you?"
Heaven?
The man frowned, "Xiao family, Xiao Erfa."
Jiu Yuanzi was immediately shocked, "Your family is not one hundred million, but one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety, eleven, twelve... until nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, and finally Wanfa!"
