"Hmph, you are just to develop ambitions and destroy your own prestige. If you introduce me, I don't believe that you can't bring back a rich person."

"Okay, there will be an exchange meeting in a few days. There will be many rich second-generation young talents. I'll ask my assistant to take you in."

Wang Qian warned: "But, after you go in, stay away from me and don't let those people know that we know."

Xiaomei Wang pouted: "We are brothers and sisters at least, so what's wrong with people knowing."

When Wang Qian heard this, his eyes turned cold and he stared at his sister unhappily: "If the people around Duanmujing are suspicious, can you think about how good you are now?"

This is what he is most afraid of now, just because he is afraid that the people around Duanmu Jing will find clues.

Thinking about the fact that when he returned to the old house, he was frightened when he saw Duanmu Jing's elders.

Those ones, one with aura, speak slowly and without a single nonsense, are extremely difficult to deal with.

It always makes him wonder if he has been seen through.

Fortunately, those elders were busy and had only seen each other once, but that time made him weak and sweaty.

He won't go back now if he can.

Xiaomei Wang was shocked by her brother's sudden fierce eyes. She wanted to live the shabby days before, and her neck shrank: "I know, brother."

It would be a nightmare to live a rich life and go back to the life of saving money for a little living expenses.

She doesn't want to go back to the past.

When Wang Qian heard this, his whole body was tense and corrected: "I told you a long time ago, don't call me brother, call me Mr. Duanmu."

He must be careful not to expose his feet because of small details.

"I know, I know."

Sister Wang made a zipper on her mouth, shutting up her mouth and stopped talking.

......

At this time, it was twelve o'clock in the morning.

The entrance of the funeral home is dark and the wind is blowing.

Xiaomu was wearing a white robe, followed by Li Qiming and Song Shuangshuang, who were gaining knowledge.

In front of the three people, one was wearing a suit, a tie and a black-framed glasses, looking like a young male ghost selling insurance. The two sides were in friendly negotiations.

"Ahem, looking for ghosts! This is not a difficult task."

The male ghost held his glasses and looked at the person opposite who could see his soul calmly. His excited hands revealed his uneasy at this moment: "When I was still alive, I rode a small electric donkey everywhere every day. I am so familiar with this area of ​​the capital. I just want to find a soul! Leave it to me, no problem."

Xiaomu asked, “How many ghosts can you summon?”

“Ten are no problem.”

The male ghost smashed his mouth and felt a little regretful: "If I had found me a few days earlier, I could have summoned more. Recently, the souls that the Yin Crew who had been stranded in the human world for more than a month have been taken to the underworld by Yin Crew. Now the people who are stranded in the human world are either new ghosts or have too deep obsessions and are reluctant to go to the underworld."

"Time is tight, you can find as much as you can."

"This is fine, I agreed! It's good to do things for you. I'll gather ten ghosts, and as a reward, I have to burn at least fifty big candles and a thousand incense is enough. We ghosts who stay in the world have eaten the last meal but have not had the last meal, so I'm so hungry."

Xiaomu nodded: "No problem, I brought some in advance, you can satisfy your cravings first!"

Li Qiming opened the backpack that he had been carrying behind him, which was filled with incense and candles and paper money.
Chapter completed!