After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the next important day is the Spring Festival.
The fat man who had just finished making mooncakes had already started studying dumplings.
"The Chinese New Year is almost here. I have to quickly figure out what stuff to make for dumplings during the Chinese New Year." The fat man sat on the sofa with his head propped up, looking very distressed.
Gu Mian was wiping his beloved saw with a towel: "There are still four months until the Spring Festival."
"There are still four months until the Spring Festival. Doctor, you always have time to prepare my New Year's money. Last year during the Spring Festival, you gave me 50 cents of New Year's money. 50 cents, ten times less than Brother Chu. This year you have to treat everyone equally. Don't treat me badly, Fatty." Fatty said as he pretended to wipe his tears.
Gu Mian quibbled: "That's obviously the red envelope you chose yourself."
Xiaohong next to her seemed to know that red envelopes were a good thing. She was taking a nap, but she immediately stopped feeling sleepy when she heard the word "red envelopes". He rolled and crawled to Gu Mian's side and groped around, trying to find the red envelope.
Upon seeing this, the fat man quickly stepped forward and pulled Xiao Hong away: "You can't be lewd towards the doctor."
Xiaohong didn't find anything she liked, so she took a nap out of boredom.
Xiao Qiao, who was stealing things in the kitchen, saw what Xiao Hong did. She shouted "Blessed sharing" and came up to catch Gu Mian and groped her. Gu Mian was so angry that he kicked her out of the room.
After kicking Xiao Qiao away, Gu Mian held the saw and thought about how to deal with the ghost in the copy.
From now on, you can no longer use a saw to ask questions, as it will scare people.
"Ugh," he sighed, "Damn labor security contract."
"I heard from Brother Chu that after the ghost in the last dungeon took out a guarantee contract, the dungeon kicked you out." Fatty began.
"Yeah," Gu Mian touched the saw in his hand, "I didn't even take out the saw. I just touched the ghost's neck and was kicked out by the copy."
What a broken labor security contract designated by the insurance company, it would be great if this company went bankrupt.
Gu Mian first cursed in her heart, and then began to make the next plan.
"Since we can't use force to interrogate, we can only adopt a gentle policy. But what kind of gentle method is appropriate..."
Gu Mian was in distress.
"I have an idea." The fat man raised his hand, "Doctor, I think the ghosts and NPCs in the dungeon really want to beat you up. Why don't you make a deal? As long as they answer a question, they can beat you up. This deal will definitely help. A lot of people are happy to do it.”
Thank you, you are really my good fat man.
"It's better than this," Gu Mian said inferences, "I'll take you into the dungeon to do business with them. As long as they answer a question from me, I'll beat you up. The beating will hurt your body and my father's heart. They will be happy to see me heartache." It looks like that.”
The fat man's eyes widened, he covered his butt and ran away in fear.
After Fatty left, Chu Changge appeared.
He came out of the room holding an A4 piece of paper: "I think not all ghosts have signed the 'Copy of Ghost Labor Contract'. Just like insurance in the real world, you have to pay a certain amount of money to sign this, and some people don't have it." Money is not enough, so they don’t buy insurance; some people think they are lucky and won’t encounter accidents, so they don’t buy it.”
Yes.
There are always two ghosts who don't buy insurance in so many dungeons. When the time comes, just take advantage of them.
Chu Changge continued: "And this is a ghost contract, which is invalid for NPCs. Next time you enter the dungeon, try only targeting NPCs, NPCs like Mr. Green and Coach Che."
Gu Mian nodded.
However, some copies do not have NPCs, which is a bit troublesome.
But this is not a big problem. As long as you enter more copies, you can always encounter NPCs.
"I'm worried that the game company will launch NPC insurance business in the future, so you'd better buy a few more copies now." Chu Changge suggested.
Gu Mian thought so too.
He decided to clear a few more copies in a few days.
As for these two days...
I'm a little tired after coming out of the last dungeon, so let's live a retirement life for two days.
In the past few days, Gu Mian shopped at the supermarket, fished in the park, and occasionally had Fatty's desserts. Life is very comfortable.
Until he met Mr. Green begging for food on the roadside.
Gu Mian didn't recognize him at first sight because Mr. Green's standard green hat and green clothes were gone. He was squatting in front of the supermarket in ragged clothes. At first glance, he thought he was a beggar.
Before Gu Mian entered the death shooting copy, Mr. Green "ran away from home", leaving only a small farewell note to them.
I didn’t expect that he would end up like this within a few days of running away.
"Isn't this the big host?" Gu Mian went up and poked his head without a hat, "Why are you so stubborn after not seeing each other for a few days?"
Mr. Green was robbed.
Poor Mr. Green met a group of vicious players the day after he ran away from home. They robbed Mr. Green all over. After robbing him, he still complained that his clothes were too small for women to wear.
He wanted to resist, but he didn't dare.
Looking at this group of vicious players, he even began to miss the kind-hearted Dr. Gu Mian.
Fortunately, the group of people left after grabbing the things and had no intention of putting him in a pot to cook and eat.
Mr. Green came to the street wrapped in curtains. He wanted to go to the supermarket and ask the sales assistants for help, but he felt embarrassed, so he squatted in front of the supermarket and struggled.
Unexpectedly, he bumped into Gu Mian who was passing by.
When Gu Mian saw how pitiful Mr. Green was, she kindly picked him up and took him home and threw him to Xiao Hong to play with.
Xiaohong, who is not very smart, has long forgotten that Mr. Green was her former boss. After she got Mr. Green, she immediately hung him on the gorgeous chandelier in the living room and played a swing game with him.
Mr. Green's eyes filled with tears but he didn't dare to resist. Even hanging on the ceiling on a swing would be better than living on the street.
The fat man clapped his hands under the chandelier and exclaimed: "What an inspiring story. My immediate boss who once made things difficult for me became my plaything. I could write a million words on this website."
