Liang Shang called Mr. Ning early in the morning to harass him. Why did he sleep when business came to his door? A single man like him who is diligent in cultivation cannot be still sleeping at 6 o'clock in the morning.
Generally speaking, he should have returned from running 50 kilometers, taken a shower, and was eating spiritual milk, toast containing weak spiritual energy, and ham for breakfast.
This was what Motoko Shuu was thinking when he ordered a takeout of fried dumplings and beef noodles and was having breakfast at home. While eating, he used his spiritual power to check the address book on his mobile phone and make a call.
The phone rang several times before it was picked up, and Mr. Ning's puzzled voice came, "So early?"
"Huh? It's not early. It's already 6 o'clock. Yuxiao Company has finished its meeting for two hours and went to the Yiren Bureau to handle matters." Jiu Yuanzi said.
Mr. Ning on the other end of the phone was a little confused, "How do you know they are still having a meeting at 4 o'clock in the morning?"
Jiu Yuanzi smiled and said: "I saw it and called the Alien Bureau to report it. I heard that they were fined a lot of money."
"..." Mr. Ning, who is also a businessman, silently gave a thumbs up to Yuxiao Company in his heart.
"My company doesn't start work until 9 o'clock. I'll meet you at the new company at 9:30. I'll send the address to your mobile phone." After saying that, he hung up the phone, sent the address, and then continued to lie on the bed and go back to sleep.
Jiu Motoko looked at the phone and muttered: "I'm still sleeping. This kind of leisure is not conducive to working hard."
I thought he was so obsessed with cultivation that he would be a hard worker, but I didn't expect that he would still maintain a high-quality leisure life.
After staying up until 9 o'clock, she could finally go out.
Before going out, Jiu Motoko paid special attention. The little boy hadn't appeared for several days. He couldn't have been taken away for tutoring.
Come to think of it, that kid is not cute at all.
On the way to Ning's head office, Jiu Yuanzi kept looking at the island on the psychic treasure. Many monsters and monks wanted to have their own island after having some financial resources.
Monsters want to transform into beasts and run freely, while monks mostly want to enjoy a true life of spiritual cultivation.
For example, sitting on the edge of the cliff and playing the flute, soaking in water under the waterfall to cultivate one's mood, or wearing a fur collar cloak and playing the piano in the snow.
Or meditate on the top of a mountain in the middle of the night. The best angle coincides with the moon. From a distance, it seems like you are absorbing the essence of the moon.
As for planting various flowers and fruit trees, collecting the morning dew of flowers to make tea in spring and autumn, making soup from the white snow on plum blossoms in winter, and enduring the harassment of mosquitoes in the pavilion with gauze curtains blown by the wind on summer nights, watching the moon. It goes without saying that you can drink freely.
I have never done any of this. If I don’t post a few photos on the Baiwei Life forum of Tonglingbao, I will have no friends. I won’t call you when I meet for dinner among colleagues.
Then we will miss the opportunity to communicate, learn and make progress together.
This kind of pretentious behavior is best done on your own territory. If you are in a scenic area, because there are too many tourists, they will think you have a mental problem.
If you are in the deep mountains and old forests, it is called solitary ascetic practice. There will be people who care about whether you should see a psychiatrist, because they are afraid that you will degenerate into a savage if you stay there alone for a long time.
And private islands perfectly solve these problems.
Having an island means having privacy, an open nature, and not being disturbed by neighbors. It represents freedom and shows strong financial resources.
Where there is demand, there will be suppliers. Naturally, there is a lot of transaction information on private islands on Tong Ling Bao.
Jiu Motoko took a fancy to an island with beautiful scenery, a large area, a beach and a resort area. It's just that the price is a bit expensive, costing more than 500 million.
This is different from the price she randomly found. It is said that the price sold to mortals is different from the price sold to strangers.
Because the monks and monsters who can buy the island are not short of money. A few hundred million is just a drop in the bucket. It counts as a high consumption luxury tax. Although there is an element of discrimination in it, there is nothing you can do about it.
She has taken a fancy to this island and hopes that Mr. Ning will be wise enough to buy enough 600 million worth of garbage.
When they arrived at their destination, Jiu Yuanzi stopped the car and looked at the five-story building on the roadside. The words written on the plaque at the gate of the courtyard were, "Three Realms United Business Company?"
The address that Mr. Ning sent her is here. It seems that he mentioned it was a new company.
Jiu Motoko asked the fake brother to drive in and park the car in the parking lot. She got out of the car and walked into the company building. A life-size silicone doll came over. Although there was no expression on her face, she made a gesture of greeting. .
"Miss Jiu, our boss is already waiting for you in the living room." She didn't speak, but her voice came out.
Jiu Yuanzi was stunned and looked at her carefully.
Puppetry?
No, there is soul power on it, but no spiritual power.
"Please come this way." The silicone doll came forward from the front desk. The pace was not too flexible, but it was still walking steadily. It felt like she was not yet familiar with this body.
In addition to it, there are several employees on the first floor of this company, all of whom are dealing with their business seriously.
There is a cleaner mopping the floor in the corridor, and a security guard at the door, just like any other company.
However, except for the security guard who is welded by a machine, the other employees, regardless of gender, are all silicone dolls.
They were talking and moving, but there was no expression on their faces.
The whole company exudes a strange atmosphere.
Jiu Yuanzi didn't know what other spells Mr. Ning had learned, but generally legendary evil cultivators used corpses to do similar things.
But if you think about it carefully, the corpse is illegal, easy to decay, and frighteningly ugly. It is extremely difficult to determine the source.
These silicone dolls are different. They have beautiful faces and good figures, and they feel good in the hand. They are not illegal at all. They are from innocent sources and can be produced in as many quantities as you want. At most, they appear to be a little eccentric.
After following the silicone doll up to the fifth floor in the elevator, she saw more silicone employees working busy and orderly in the company.
Entering the living room, Jiu Yuanzi saw his old friend, Mr. Ning.
Fortunately, he didn't turn into silicone.
"Please take a seat." Mr. Ning sat on the sofa in a suit and leather shoes and said with a smile.
After Shu Motoko sat down, a silicone secretary came and served tea.
After the secretary went out, she asked curiously: "Mr. Ning, why are there so many dolls here?"
"Isn't this great? I work 24 hours a day and don't have to pay wages. All I need to do is provide a meal with incense and candles to support my soul. I think it's more cost-effective." Mr. Ning said honestly.
Jiu Motoko was shocked, but felt that this was wrong, then mortals would have no jobs.
As expected of a high-end capitalist, Mr. Ning suddenly said: "This is a company related to supernatural beings. Mortals are not suitable to work here. My other companies are still the same, with ordinary employees."
"Oh, I'm not from the union, you don't have to explain this to me." Jiu Yuanzi said.
Mr. Ning smiled, could he not explain?
He didn't want to be reported.
Not to mention the employees, Jiu Motoko already has a fake brother at home. She is not interested in this kind of silicone doll and does not want to take one back to be a partner for the fake brother.
Mr. Ning was an honest businessman. Jiu Yuanzi was not going to beat around the bush with him and asked directly: "Mr. Ning, how many spiritual objects do you plan to acquire? I want 600 million funds."
"..." Mr. Ning didn't expect that she would have so many things. Originally, this batch of business was just done because everyone was acquaintances and to maintain the relationship.
"If you have so many things, I can accept them all. 600 million is not much."
He thought for a moment and added, "Are you in a hurry for money?"
Mentioning this, Jiu Motoko became more energetic, "Yes, I want to buy an island."
"Islands, it is indeed necessary. It can save a lot of trouble and relieve a lot of pressure on neighbors." Mr. Ning seemed to have discovered a new continent.
Originally, he had never thought about this problem, because he is not a person who loves to enjoy. In the past, buying an island was purely for vacation, which was not something he would do.
If you live in a sea city, it's better to work close to the company. Islands are just useless.
But now that he was reminded by Jiu Motoko, he realized this problem.
There are too many secrets in him, and some things are not convenient even for the company to display.
If there was an island, Ling Xiaosheng could be allowed to wander around without fear of her being discovered.
As a guardian, he no longer has to go to the alien bureau to accept fines all day long.
Mr. Ning said: "Then I will buy one too."
"Ah?" Jiu Yuanzi was stunned. He wanted to buy it too?
It’s best not to live close to yourself!
