Xingtie: My mission master joins the chat group.

at home.

Qingque looked at the news about Lin Mao on Yuzhao with a puzzled look on his face.

"Start a company? Invest in it?"

What kind of company would allow her to invest in it?

Is this the Diheng Qiongyu brand company?

She invested with her own technology.

As for the rest...

Hehehe, it depends on whether Lin Mao will accept the indenture.

Yang Wojiu: I accept other people’s indentures, but I won’t accept yours.

Playing cards with your life:? I'm going to report you for gender discrimination at Taipusi.

Yang Wenjiu: I am not sexist, I just simply discriminate against you.

Qingque had a physique that made her out of breath after running a few steps, and she was also known as the slacker in Luofu.

Apart from Taibu Si Fu Xuan who can barely suppress her, is there anyone else who can discipline her?

If he lets her join his company, wouldn't that be simply recruiting a parasite who only draws a salary for nothing?

Although he has a lot of credit points now, it is not enough to run a company and support Qingque, a lazy guy, at the same time.

What he meant by investing was to let Qingque put its name on his side.

To bring fame to his upcoming company.

"Excuse me, what kind of company are you going to start?"

Seeing that Lin Mao had fallen to the point of asking herself to help him gain fame, Qingque tilted his head.

Didn't he know Fu Xuan? Why didn't he just go to Fu Xuan for help?

According to the "merits" he had gained on himself, as long as it was not something illegal, Fu Xuan should be willing to help.

Seeing that Lin Mao didn't answer his question for a long time, Qingque had a strange expression on his face, "Is it really something illegal?"

What could use her fame for?

Gambling? To borrow her nickname of gambling monster?

Or do you want to play with the colors?

Let her sell her body?

In an instant, Qingque even thought of the title.

The strongest fortune teller of Taibusi is going out to sea today...!

Yang sit-up: Fuck!

Yang Sit-Ups: Qingque, sometimes I really admire your rich imagination!

In the time it takes her to get a glass of water, she can think of so many outrageous things.

You know what, both plans are quite feasible.

but……

"I am a good person!"

Lin Mao looked determined.

We will never do anything that violates the law or discipline!

Yang Ruzhi: You’ve been with me for such a long time, and you still don’t know what kind of person I am?

Yang Ruzhi: You still call yourself my best friend!

Playing cards with your life: sorr! I never called myself that.

Yang sit-ups: …

Yang Wojiu: No more kidding, tell me, do you want to invest or not?

"You haven't told me what company you are." Qingque covered his face and said, "I can't just invest in it without knowing anything about it, right?"

As a newcomer, you also know what to understand before investing, right?

If you get on a black car, you will have nowhere to escape.

"Hiss - I feel more and more that you want to trick me into getting on board and then sell me to those shady mines as a miner!"

"Don't you think that's a bit too much?"

Lin Mao retorted.

Although Qingque is a little short, has small breasts, likes to slack off and play cards, and gets out of breath after running a few steps.

It can be said that he is full of shortcomings.

But she is also a fortune teller from Xianzhou Taibusi. Selling her to any backward civilization would make more money than selling her to a black-hearted mine.

Of course, even if they wanted to sell it to a black-hearted mine, they might not want Qingque, a piece of waste.

Isn't it more profitable to buy her than to buy two strong men?

Lin Mao's words stunned Qingque, who was joking.

He tilted his head and stared at the jade omen in his hand with wide eyes.

This guy!

Damn! He really thought about where he could make more money by selling himself!!!

Qingque felt a little itchy, but it was a pity that Lin Mao was not around, otherwise he would have bitten him.

Then, Qingque said in a warning tone: "Let me tell you! Trafficking in people is illegal in Luofu!"

You will be thrown into prison!

Lin Mao was speechless.

I had just refuted her point of view, why did she bring it up to crime?

I’m really planning to start a serious company!

What's wrong with me?

Why does Qingque always think about illegal things?

"I just want to open a jack of all trades. Why do you always come up with weird ideas?"

Oh, it’s the Yorozuya Shop. That’s all right.

Qingque felt a little regretful that he could not report Lin Mao to earn credit points from the Yunqi Army.

Is it not a pity?

"But what does your opening of a jack-of-all-trades shop have to do with me, a fortune teller at the Taibushi… oh, now a doorman at the Taibushi?"

Let her help with the work?

"Let me tell you, it's not cheap if you want me to tell your fortune. You have to at least pay the same price as Fu Xuan."

Qingque said with a serious face.

But then again, how much does old lady Fu Xuan charge for fortune-telling for others?

Qingque scratched his head, as if he had never seen Fu Xuan tell fortunes for others.

"Sau Rui, I don't need your divination. I just want to borrow the reputation of Taibusi."

Taibu Si Qingque, the active fortune teller who has the best relationship with Fu Xuan, is listed as a figurehead here.

Isn't it equivalent to telling others that his Yorozuya is related to Taibusi?

There is the name Taibusi, which is famous throughout the universe.

Are you still worried about lack of popularity?

Are you afraid that you won’t be able to attract people to you?

In fact, the best thing is to find Fu Xuan to use his name as a proxy.

But Fu Xuan probably wouldn't agree to blatantly using the name of Taibusi in this way.

So Lin Mao could only settle for the next best thing and come to Qingque, the lazy guy, to get a name for himself.

"Small idea!"

After listening to Lin Mao's words, Qingque waved his hand and said, "You can handle this matter yourself. Do whatever you want. I will go and talk to the old lady Taibu about it tomorrow."

Execute first and report later, the Emperor... Qingque has given special permission!

Qingque said indifferently, "At most I'll get scolded by the old lady."

"When the time comes, remember to comfort my wounded heart and treat me to... two months of fairy happy tea."

She still likes Fairy Happy Tea so much.

Don't be afraid of becoming a fat bird.

"You don't understand this!" Qingque said proudly, "When we Xianzhou people reach adulthood, our bodies become fixed, so we won't gain weight no matter how much we eat!"

So in the same way, you can't grow taller no matter how much you grow, right?

Qingque, who was separated from the screen, did not notice Lin Mao's complaints and continued to talk to himself:

"So... Immortal Happy Tea is a must!"

One cup each morning, noon and evening!

“It’s packaged!”

Qingque is so kind, how could Lin Mao be so stingy as not to fulfill even this small request?

and……

"Not only will I treat you to three cups of fairy happy tea a day! I will also treat you to three cups of soda bean juice a day!"

Lin Mao said generously.

"Soda bean juice? Soda bean juice!"

This bastard is still holding a grudge!

When Qingque saw the name, he immediately felt nauseous.

Is soda bean juice something that people can drink?!

Dogs won’t drink it!

Which gourmet invented that thing? !

I really want to hang him/her in front of the shop selling soda and soy milk!

It was also through the screen, otherwise Lin Mao would have pointed at Qingque's nose and shouted angrily: "You f*cking know that dog won't drink that stuff?!"

He was in the weak stage of Honkai disease, and that almost killed him.

Coming back to his senses, Qingque replied: "Three cups of fairy happy tea and three cups of soda bean juice a day is too rich. I, a little bird, am not lucky enough to enjoy it."

"It's better than this!"