Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Jing Luo was startled, and subconsciously put his hand against him, but he didn't use any force.

After the kiss ended, Jing Luo was still dazed.

Song Yi seemed satisfied, raised the corners of his lips, and rubbed his head: "When are you going to buy new year's goods?"

Since the death of his grandfather, Jing Luo has never bought new year's goods. In the past, he would buy some candy at the intersection of the street during the Chinese New Year. He would give a few to the children on the street.

Hearing Song Yi's words now, I feel inexplicably at home.

It's been a long time.

He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Wait until the Fengshui Street matter is resolved?"

"it is good."

In the evening, when the two were having dinner, Jing Luo's cell phone rang, and it was Qiu Lin.

Qiu Lin first said politely: "Xiao Luo, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat," Jing Luo asked, "Brother Qiu, what's the matter?"

"Does Song Yi still live with you now?"

"Ah."

"That's it. The company wants to sign Song Yi too. They discussed it and felt that it's not suitable for the two of you to live together. Of course, you can't stay by your side all the time. Say yes."

Jing Luo stopped chopsticks, glanced at the person opposite, and said nothing.

"So what we mean is, let Song Yi live in the dormitory assigned by the company. If you are an assistant, the company can help arrange it."

Jing Luo said: "Brother Qiu, you should ask Song Yi about this matter, I can't help him decide."

Qiu Lin groaned inwardly, when they signed the contract, he tried Song Yi, but the other party didn't even think about it, otherwise he wouldn't have come to Jing Luo.

He said: "You have been in the industry for so long, you should know it? The two live together, not to mention the media attention, and it is quite troublesome to be photographed accidentally. Otherwise, you can also live in the company dormitory. The arranged apartment is pretty good, with single rooms and complete equipment.”

When Jing Luo left Fengshui Street, he also thought about living in the company's dormitory, but the distance between each house is too close, and people around can know what happened immediately, which is really inconvenient.

But thinking about it now, the apartment building is not convenient.

"Brother Qiu, I don't plan to live in the company's dormitory..." The person opposite just raised his eyes, and Jing Luo said, "Otherwise, I'll give him the phone, and you can talk to him alone."

Song Yi answered the phone, but hadn't heard a few words: "No, I live with Xiaoluo."

His words were calm, his tone was very firm, and he didn't mean to back down in the slightest.

But Jing Luo knew in his heart that since the contract was signed, some things had to be compromised, otherwise it would be a breach of the contract. Qiu Lin's good-natured voice at the moment was just an attempt to settle the matter peacefully.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a doorbell ring.

Jing Luo got up and went to open the door, seeing He Yuan and Xu Chengyu outside the door, he was stunned: "...Why are you here?"

He Yuan smiled and said, "Come and see where you live. After all, I haven't seen the same kind for a long time. I'm very curious about everything about you."

Jing Luo turned sideways to let them in: "How do you know we live here?"

After He Yuan came back from the house, he checked Jing Luo's personal information. He was very curious about how Jing Luo became a ghost master. Leaving aside Song Yi's wishes, he also had high requirements on his own conditions. It's a pity. He found nothing.

No one wants to be investigated, and He Yuan naturally wouldn't say anything. He stopped his movements and pretended to be absent-minded: "Look at me, I haven't been a guest at someone's house for a long time, and I forgot to buy something."

Jing Luo: "...you don't have to be so polite."

He Yuan nodded: "I will remember it when I come next time."

Song Yi was still sitting at the table, frowning and said, "I won't move to the dormitory."

"Xiao Luo won't either. There is no such mandatory provision in the contract."

"random."

Jing Luo didn't expect that he had only left for a short while, and the negotiation had reached this point. He just wanted to go over, but He Yuan grabbed him and asked, "Who is he calling?"

"A broker of our company."

He Yuan: "...he also signed the contract?"

Jing Luo didn't have time to answer, Song Yi didn't know what he heard, and put down the phone with a slap.

He turned his head and frowned, "What are you doing here?"

He Yuan: "Come and see my friend, why, the company asked you to move to the dormitory? But it's true, so you two will be stars in the future, so it's not convenient to live together."

Jing Luo: "That's why Xu Chengyu has been your assistant all the time?"

"No, he's just not interested in being a star."

Jing Luo nodded, walked over, picked up his mobile phone, hesitating whether to send Qiu Lin an apology text.

He Yuan spoke again: "Which company did you sign with?"

After Jing Luo said his name, He Yuan said, "The company's resources are actually not very good."

A message jumped out.

Qiu Lin: "Tell Song Yi that if he insists on going his own way, I'm afraid our contract will have to be reconsidered."

Jing Luo was taken aback for a moment, and then asked the people around him: "Did you sign a contract with the company before?"

"I was planning to sign, but they said they would have to hold a small meeting, and they would have to wait for two hours," Song Yi said, pursing her lips. "If you don't leave, the porridge shop will be closed, so I said I need to think about it."

Jing Luo suddenly didn't know what to say.

He Yuan snapped his fingers: "Look, this problem will be solved easily. If you have to live in a dormitory, then don't sign the contract at all. Why, are you in a hurry to use the money?"

"Urgent," Song Yi said calmly, "We need to buy a car."

After hearing this, He Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then leaned on Xu Chengyu's shoulder and smiled happily.

Song Yi: "Is it funny?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," He Yuan waved his hand, "I just didn't expect this to be the reason. Xiao Luo, didn't the company send you a car?"

Jing Luo shook his head: "I haven't reached that level yet... Has the company allocated a car for you?"

"No, I'm not warm. But you are different. You look like the little girl likes now. After all, your company has to focus on training. I didn't expect to be so picky, and the nanny car will not be equipped for you. "He suddenly thought of something, "Do you want a car? It's not easy, I still have a few cars in the garage, you just pick one and drive it."

Jing Luo was frightened: "No need...the company has valued me recently, and it is estimated that in half a year, I will be able to buy a car."

"Don't be polite to me. I've lived for so long. If nothing else, I still have a lot of money."

Song Yi wrapped his arms around Jing Luo's waist, pushed him to the side and sat down: "Where did you get so much money?"

"As I said before, my family is quite large. After I became a ghost master, I naturally became the head of the family. I have been doing this for nearly ten years. I was afraid that the neighbors around me would find out, so I left with some properties. I took those properties. I have been in business until now. Although I don’t have much property on the surface, I have a magic weapon, but there are several gold mountains in it.”

Jing Luo: "..."

"How about it, or if you don't want to drive a second-hand car, I can also give you one directly, just as a meeting gift."

Jing Luo was envious for half a minute, then shook his head: "It's really not necessary, we are self-sufficient."

After being rejected twice, He Yuan stopped saying: "Okay, if you have any money problems in the future, just come to me."

Song Yi: "What on earth are you here for?" He didn't think that He Yuan came here at night just to visit.

He Yuan smiled: "I almost forgot the business, Xiao Luo, how do you plan to earn Song Yi's soul life?"

Jing Luo didn't know much about it: "Do you mean to catch ghosts?"

"Well, soul life is not durable, don't work harder, but it will be used up in a few years."

Jing Luo heard the words, and quickly sat up straight: "How do you usually earn?"

He Yuan: "Take out your phone."

He Yuan took the mobile phone and logged in to a Weibo account skillfully. The ID is called "Real-time Guai Tan". There are actually 200 million fans on this account, and the notification places such as private messages are all 999+.

"This Weibo is mine, and there are many people posting it every day. Of course, the things in it are true and false. The probability is not high, but if I go to it more times, I will naturally bump into it a few times."

Song Yi was beside him, and opened a private message casually.

Jing Luo was terrified by a picture of a female ghost approaching him, with long hair, red eyes and cracked mouth, she was more terrifying than a real ghost.

He Yuan: "Tsk, of course, there are also many troublemakers."