Paranoid man asks for a hug every day

In the milk tea shop, two clerks smiled flatteringly at Jiang Shuo and Lu Yuanming.

"Old, boss..."

"This is your salary, get out as soon as you finish taking it."

When Lu Yuanming treated others, he didn't have a good temper at all. He took out two stacks of banknotes from his pocket and threw them on the table, with a gloomy face that seemed to drip ink.

When the clerk saw the red banknote, his eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly took the money and left like the shop owner.

They can only earn two to three thousand yuan a month in this milk tea shop. It's still because of their relatives. The money Lu Yuanming gave them is equivalent to half a year's salary for them.

Soon, only Jiang Shuo and Lu Yuanming were left in the shop.

The young man was a little confused, and seeing Lu Yuanming give so much money to others, he felt a little pain in his heart.

"Why...how did you bring so much money? Did you really buy this store with 100 million?"

"I have a lot of money deposited in my personal account, which can be withdrawn whenever I need it, and I don't need to carry it with me. This is also a skill of ghosts."

Jiang Shuo was amazed again, although Lu Yuanming was a mobile banker, he still felt sorry for the money.

"More than 100 million, I have to live two or three lifetimes to earn it..."

He simply didn't dare to think about it, he felt as if a knife had been cut on his body, it was too painful.

Is this the arrogance of the rich?

Seeing Jiang Shuo's surprised look, Lu Yuanming smiled lowly, and stroked his cheek very gently with his palm.

"No, you have to believe that we will earn back soon."

"But this shop doesn't make any money at all, and I don't know if it's because of the evil in my life. Since I came here, the abandoned playground not far away has often had supernatural events. When it came to ghosts, no one dared to come here even during the daytime, so the business was getting worse day by day..."

As Jiang Shuo spoke, his emotions sank.

It's fine if he is unlucky, but he often brings others into trouble. The place where he works is always changed. As long as he goes, the business will start to deteriorate.

Lu Yuanming's heart ached for a while, and he gently hugged Jiang Shuo in his arms, combing his back with his fingers, bringing a numb itching.

"Those bad things in the past will never happen again, we will get better and better, and we will be happier and happier."

"Um……"

Jiang Shuo responded softly, and finally realized the closeness between himself and Lu Yuanming. Although he had accepted in his heart to be the ghost's wife, it was still a young first love, so he was easily nervous.

"I... I'm going to clean up. It's about to open. I will try my best to run the shop well and earn back all the money you spent!"

The young man broke free from Lu Yuanming's embrace nervously, turned around and stumbled into the backcourt.

There was a smile in Lu Yuanming's eyes, and only Jiang Shuo could make him show such a heartfelt smile.

But soon, the man's expression slowly became serious.

He stood at the door, his gaze fell to the northwest, and he could see a huge Ferris wheel.

Over there is the abandoned playground.

It is haunted by ghosts, and there are indeed serious hauntings there, but it is indeed a good location. If it is developed by any means, it must have a bright future.

Jiang Shuo is in the back kitchen preparing the ingredients for making milk tea and fruit tea. Although he thinks it is impossible, he is still determined to develop the shop.

Lu Yuanming wanted to help with something, but was rejected by the boy.

"Just sit by the side and rest. I don't know if you can drink milk tea according to the method of rice supply. I want to make a cup for you to try."

"Okay, you can give it a try, I really want to try your handicraft."

It is true that Lu Yuanming does not need to eat, but even if he eats it in his stomach, it will not cause any harm, but every time he eats, he needs a ceremony to complete the transition between the boundary between human and ghost.

Looking at Jiang Shuo's busy figure, his brows were wrinkled, his fingers slid gently on his palm, and soon a black shadow appeared in front of him, and then slowly turned into a solid body.

"Sir, what are your orders?"