Jiu Yuanzi is back and still appears on the fifth underground floor of Ning Head Office.
All the silicone dolls present looked at her, and then called Mr. Ning, who had been waiting for her for a long time.
Looking back at the black hole of transactions leading to the underworld, Jiu Yuanzi felt that he shouldn't have come out from here.
Is it because I was close to the underworld and felt their aura that I was able to enter below?
We can study this kind of thing later.
Gathering ghost wool cannot be done immediately, it must be done at intervals.
Wait until they let down their guard and do it again.
At this time, a silicone doll said: "Miss Jiu, the boss invites you to come."
"How long have I been missing?" Jiu Yuanzi glanced at his phone. The time trend was the same as in the underworld, so the timeline was probably the same.
The silicone doll looked up and saw the projection clock on the wall, "You disappeared for 16 hours."
This was similar to what Jiu Yuanzi had calculated. She nodded, as expected of herself, her work efficiency was so high.
In just 16 hours, I did so much, and the benefits were higher than going to the dojo.
The silicone dolls had stopped delivering goods to the underworld a long time ago. How could they have so many things to give her? They were specially waiting for her here.
Jiu Motoko followed one of the dolls out of the warehouse and took the elevator to the first floor, then switched to the elevator and went to the top floor to go to the president's office.
Mr. Ning is busy all the time. It is hard to imagine that if all businessmen were like him, 90% of entertainment venues and private clubs would have to close down.
Jiu Motoko felt that he was definitely not popular among his peers.
It is easy to be teased behind the scenes by employees. Our boss is ugly and lazy. He eats, drinks and has fun all day long when he earns a little money. Look at Mr. Ning. He is called a business tycoon. He is not only handsome but also so self-disciplined.
You can't join the others. I'm better than you in every aspect and work harder than you. It's scary to think about it.
Jiu Yuanzi walked into the office and saw Mr. Ning signing a lot of contracts like he was signing books.
Is every transaction a big business worth hundreds of millions?
Mr. Ning signed the contract, called the living assistant in, and asked him to take the contract back and send it to the project organizer.
Originally he didn't work here, but in order to wait for Shu Motoko, he had to bring his work here.
After asking his assistant to close the door, Mr. Ning looked at Jiu Yuanzi, who was doing nothing and looking around in the office, and said, "Miss Jiu, I've been waiting for you all night, where have you been?"
"You've been waiting for me all night?" Jiu Yuanzi asked in surprise.
No, is it so important to him to disappear?
Mr. Ning said calmly: "That's it? There is a special guest room in the company. I stayed here for one night."
"But for the morning work, I can only have it delivered."
He seemed to be complaining that this unexpected incident had disrupted his plans.
Jiu Motoko knew that he didn't directly say that he was afraid of problems with the trade route, so he slept in the company for one night, which was already a favor.
However, there is a room with a big bed in the CEO's office, which is specially used to seduce the heroine who is the secretary. It turns out that it is not a lie.
Why can employees sleep on a pillow or a folding chair while the boss sleeps on a 2.2-meter-wide double bed?
"If I never show up, will Mr. Ning have to spend his whole life in the company?" Jiu Yuanzi said with a smile.
But Mr. Ning said: "That's not the case. When the island is built, the facilities below will be moved to the island. Then I don't know where you will come out."
It turns out that the island is for a passage connecting the underworld, which is right next door to my house.
Jiu Yuanzi suddenly felt that Mr. Ning was so considerate that he didn't have to ask to borrow the passage.
She could try out the range of the passage at her own home.
Maybe this is just a primary entrance. After moving to the island, the passage will be built larger, and you can quietly go and see how big Di Di has grown from your own home.
Mr. Ning said: "After you disappeared, I contacted the underworld. They don't know why you disappeared, but it must have nothing to do with us."
"Perhaps you have some spiritual object with you, and it disappears when it is activated suddenly. So Miss Jiu, can you tell me where you have been?"
He just wanted to know if it had something to do with the passage to the underworld.
If there was a bug, the underworld would have to come forward to solve it. He didn't want unpredictable risks on the trade route.
Jiu Yuanzi smiled and said: "I went to a good place to purchase goods. It has nothing to do with you. Mr. Ning, just do business with the underworld."
"By the way, you just sent someone to deal with the spiritual objects, and I brought back a batch of things. They are all good things suitable for the underworld."
She poured out the spiritual objects from the Qiankun in her sleeves. There was a mess, and most of it looked like garbage.
Although many of them are spiritual objects, their appearance has the unique style of the underworld, and the colors and materials are different from those used by normal monks.
The eerie atmosphere brings with it an atmosphere of terror, as if amplifying people's fear can increase its power.
Even the ingredients and elixirs have the same attributes, just like the creatures in the deep sea. I don't know if it is because the surroundings are too dark and no one can see them. Or if they are deliberately trying to match the terrifying atmosphere of the deep sea, their shapes and colors must be more bizarre.
But this is just what people living in the mortal world think.
Perhaps deep-sea fish and underworld creatures would also feel disgusted by the sight of mortal animals and plants.
Furry, colorful, so dazzling and disgusting in appearance and color scheme.
"Miss Jiu, you're not going to rob the underworld, are you?" Mr. Ning said without thinking after seeing the appearance of these things.
It's not that he doesn't accept stolen goods, but he has to ask clearly, otherwise he would just sell the things back to the other party when the underworld was stolen, which would be too much.
"I think some items have too obvious features and are difficult to sell for the time being, and the price may be lowered," he reminded.
Jiu Yuanzi looked at him blankly, "Mr. Ning, aren't you in a serious business?"
Mr. Ning frowned slightly, "Of course I'm in serious business. I guarantee that your goods will be sold to the underworld without any problem?"
"Of course it's no problem. Can I still do something stupid that will cut off my own money?" Jiu Yuanzi said speechlessly, "I can let you take this batch of goods first. After the sale is fine, you can give me the money."
"And I promise, there will be more such things in the future. This is only one tenth. I still have them here. Find me a bigger warehouse quickly." She said with a smile.
But there are also some doubts, why does the underworld not know about Hongzhu? Could it be that the ghost bride who looks like Bo Xiaoni is not her?
Looking at the pile of spiritual objects that filled the entire office, but only one tenth of them, Mr. Ning felt that he might have to make a separate fund to purchase the goods from Jiu Yuanzi.
This shipment volume is too large. We must quickly develop new customers and increase the purchasing power of old customers.
Underworld, imperial city.
Bo Xiaoni had already woken up, but she did not continue to rehearse the play. Instead, she was rolling on the ground holding Ping Ping Wang's doll.
"Ah! King Pingping is so miserable, he only has this little soul left."
"There must be people alive, I'm going to save them!"
"Open the yin and yang road, I will lead the yin soldiers to go out and rescue everyone!"
Mr. Yan did not persuade her, but looked at the large stadium-like building in the city, "How many Yin soldiers do you want?"
"one million!"
"good."
New ghosts were queuing up inside with forms in hand, curiously asking the employees around them: "I know I'm dead, but are there very few reincarnation places now? Why is my reincarnation number No. 98.32 million?" "
"Is it because no one in the world wants to have children now?"
The ghost employee said with a smile on his face: "That's not entirely true. It's because there are better places to go than the earthly world. Everyone wants to enjoy themselves before going back to the earthly world to suffer."
"In order to prevent everyone from staying in the underworld to enjoy themselves and not have to work, they can eat, drink and do what they like without going to the earth to endure hardships, so all the people serve in the underworld."
"Everyone has suffered enough and wants to rest more, so the progress at the reincarnation place is slow."
This explanation seems somewhat understandable, but also seems a bit unbelievable. Is the underworld so happy that ghosts don’t even want to reincarnate?
A new ghost said: "I have never suffered hardship in my life, and my family has a lot of money. I want to be reincarnated as a human right away."
"Since no one else is willing to reincarnate, and they still have to be forced to share their income, I can delay it as long as I can, so let me jump in the queue."
The ghost employee smiled politely and said, "That's not okay."
Suddenly, her expression froze, and then she said: "There are now one million emergency reincarnation quotas. Those who want to be reincarnated in advance can submit a form."
"Me! I am going to be reincarnated soon. My mother is going to give birth to a third child. Can I apply to be reincarnated into this child?"
"I want to go back too. Please arrange for me to be a rich second generation."
"Sister Gui, I don't want to compete for the spot of the rich second generation. I am willing to invest in the illegitimate son of a rich man. I want to be with my mother who has no status, some money, and is mentally lonely."
Countless new ghosts raised the forms in their hands, wanting to be reincarnated as humans again.
In a chic single-family villa in the imperial city, Bo Xiaoni's gentle and lovely photos are hung everywhere in the room.
In the basement, a well was sealed by layers of chains that exuded yin energy, and were covered with spiritual talismans.
Two words can be vaguely seen on the well wall, reincarnation.
