Chapter 114: On the 114th day after retiring from the entertainment industry, when you were looking for your other half...

"I saw comments on Weibo saying that today is the World Solidarity Day for people to stand up and become masters of their own destiny."

Bai Yingxin bit her straw and poked the screen. She accurately found the new trending search on Sang Qiqi's phone. Then she sighed with wide eyes, "But it seems I wasn't notified."

Sang Qiqi also bit her straw and said, "This is not something you can announce."

The bosses who were taken away by the police were all murderers. Even if Jingyu deserved a beating, he didn't deserve such a crime.

Bai Yingxin guessed that Sang Qiqi had misunderstood her meaning and quickly waved her hand.

She swallowed her milk tea in a gulp, then ate the fried chicken Duan Sui had prepared for the two ladies. She said bitterly, "My only goal in turning over a new leaf and becoming the boss is to slap the stupid customers I hate to the heavens. I'll even pay them back, because I'm the boss and I have the money."

oh--

Sang Qiqi understood that Bai Yingxin's resentment was not directed at the boss, but at the customers.

"What's the situation with the guest?"

"This idiot brought his mistress to a haunted house adventure. My boss scared him so much that he fell and broke his leg. My boss paid for it. The matter should have ended there, but his wife couldn't hide the fact that he was in the hospital. After she got to the bottom of it and found out about his affair, she started asking for a divorce. This idiot is now blaming us for his divorce from his wife. He even came to our store yesterday and caused a scene."

Bai Yingxin said as she punched the air.

Not long after he finished speaking, a noisy chattering sound was heard outside the door.

Bai Yingxin pricked up her ears, instantly losing her desire to sip her milk tea and chat. She said, "Oh no! Could it be happening again?" and quickly stood up and headed for the door. Sang Qiqi scooped up her milk tea and followed. Behind her, Duan Sui and Zhang Lin, too, had gone to the bathroom, gossiping enough that they dropped their work, following closely behind her like Sang Qiqi's tail.

When I arrived at the door, I really saw a man in a wheelchair with a group of thugs pointing at the haunted house.

The man looked to be in his thirties, with a slightly plump figure and small eyes full of calculation. He had a disgusting appearance.

In Sang Qiqi's words, he doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

Jingyu stood in front of the haunted house, frowning at the group, feeling somewhat annoyed. He had a deep impression of the scumbag. Originally, the scumbag would not have been injured. He was frightened and pushed the woman with him to block the "ghost". But the woman was not a pushover. In a hurry, she grabbed the scumbag and dragged him to the ground, where his leg hit the wooden coffin and broke.

To be fair, if this scumbag hadn't had a mistress, these two things wouldn't have happened: fractures and divorce.

He even had the nerve to run to the door of his shop and yell and scream like crazy.

Jing Yu frowned and looked at the man in the wheelchair with cold eyes: "I say, that's enough. You've become addicted to scamming me, right? I'm warning you, if you do it again-"

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the man in the wheelchair: "Hey hey hey! Did you hear that? He actually wanted to warn me! This happened to me in the store you run, and you still want to warn me? Don't you think this is unreasonable?!"

At this moment, those who heard the noise and came out to join in the fun were all merchants on Huaishui Street. They all ran different shops and would greet each other when they occasionally met. They actually had a pretty good relationship with each other.

After hearing what the man in the wheelchair said, their expressions became a little strange.

"Kid, if I remember correctly, you came here to make a scene yesterday, right? You broke your leg, and didn't Boss Jing pay for your medical expenses? Why are you still making a scene here?"

The person who spoke was an elderly man holding a pipe.

"How can you talk like that, old man? I'm not making a scene. I'm here to reason with Boss Jing. He only compensated me for my medical expenses, and hasn't paid for anything else! I broke my leg in his shop and haven't been able to work these past few days. Shouldn't he compensate me for some lost wages? And I suspect his shop is dirty, and there might be something filthy inside. Otherwise, why would my wife want to divorce me the moment I get home?"

grandfather:"……"

The other people who were watching: "..."

What the hell, what kind of magical creature can say such a thing.

You are so shameless!

The first one who couldn't hold back was Bai Yingxin. She pushed through the crowd and walked over to the opposite side of the wheelchair man. She pulled Jingyu, who was standing opposite the man, behind her and pointed at his nose and yelled furiously: "You think our store has dirty things? What? Did our store let you cheat on your wife and have a mistress? You look like a decent person, but how can you be more shameless than an animal!"

The man in the wheelchair recognized Bai Yingxin, knowing that she was an employee of the haunted house. When he first came to the haunted house with his friends, he asked to add Bai Yingxin on WeChat, but Bai Yingxin only gave him her work number, saying that he could use her work number to schedule an appointment to explore the haunted house.

At that time, the girl looked indifferent but still polite. I didn't expect her to start spitting out insults today!

His expression changed slightly, and his voice got a little louder. "What nonsense are you talking about! Whoever cheats has a mistress? Is it cheating just because I came to a haunted house with a female friend? Does that mean I can't have any female colleagues or female friends for the rest of my life?! I even suspect that it's you who spread rumors and nonsense in front of my wife that caused her to divorce me. I'm telling you, you must compensate me for my emotional loss and apologize to me! Otherwise, I'll get the media to expose you and make you famous. Believe it or not!"

ha?

And you want them to apologize?

Bai Yingxin was furious and threw the banknotes she had been holding in her hand for a long time at the man's face: "I dare to pay you, but do you dare to accept it?"

Bai Yingxin's movements were so swift, the man could barely make out the tender pink before he heard a thud and was smeared with bills. He frantically tried to hold the falling bills back, thinking, "Why wouldn't I be afraid to take them?" His wife was determined to divorce him, and since he wouldn't get a penny, he had to take advantage of this opportunity to earn more.

Since Bai Yingxin dared to give, of course he dared to accept!

But just as he couldn't hide his smile and lowered his head to grab the banknotes, his expression suddenly changed drastically and he screamed, "What is this?!"

"It's ghost money. You can spend it after you go to hell." Bai Yingxin sneered, "Three million. I heard that there are queues for reincarnation in the underworld. The sooner you go there, the sooner you can spend it!"

Jingyu: "..."

Looking at the aggressive girl in front of him, Jingyu's gaze subconsciously shifted to Sang Qiqi, who was leaning on Duan Sui as a pillar.

Sang Qiqi put her index and middle fingers together and placed them on her forehead. She raised her hand slightly towards him, with a hint of pride in her expression.

At the same time, the man who was frightened by the ghost money obviously regarded it as a provocation and curse from Bai Yingxin, and shouted that he wanted the thugs he brought with him to teach Bai Yingxin a lesson. As a result, as soon as this group of seemingly strong thugs approached Bai Yingxin with a grin, Jing Yu kicked them three meters away.

One of them reached out in panic as he flew out, trying to grab onto something to control his body, but what he grabbed turned out to be his employer's wheelchair.

"ah--!"

Screams were heard everywhere, mixed with painful wails and the screams of the man in the wheelchair.

Bai Yingxin was stunned.

She turned her head and looked back at her boss. She couldn't believe that this weak and skinny guy could actually kick a 1.8-meter-tall strong man away with one kick. Her fingers rose up without her head's control and pinched Jingyu's upper arm through his clothes. The touch was still the familiar soft feeling, so her expression became even weirder.

"you……"

Jing Yu seemed to know what she was shocked about. He glanced at her and snorted coldly, "Did you see that? Strong men are not necessarily good. They are a bunch of little trash who only have size but no brains."

Bai Yingxin: "..."

Sang Qiqi: “…”

She turned her head and whispered to Duan Sui, "Did Jingyu curse his own true self as well?"

Duan Sui nodded: "This proves that what he said makes sense."

A macho man only has size, not brains.

After such a commotion, having witnessed Bai Yingxin's use of reason and Jing Yu's use of force, and having been educated by the police, the damn scumbag immediately became like a turtle and dared not to hang around in front of the haunted house anymore.

Bai Yingxin was now far away from the annoying people and was in a very good mood. She sat on the sofa and huddled together with Sang Qiqi, whispering about her past two days. "Oh my god, I've worked with my boss for so long, and I never thought he'd fight so hard! It really makes me feel safe!"

Speaking of feeling safe, she rambled on: "I once had a last-minute client who worked until the early hours of the morning. He said he was worried I'd run into some bad guys on the way, so when he offered to take me home, I was thinking we'd walk together. If we did run into some bad guys, what difference would that make, like buying one and getting one free?"

Sang Qiqi suppressed her laughter and asked curiously, "So your ideal type is still a macho man?"

Bai Yingxin had a look on her face that said, "You're talking nonsense!" "My requirements are a little higher now. My ideal type is a tough guy with brains."

But he is always a tough guy.

Sang Qiqi: “…”

Okay.

Jingyu should find an opportunity to die and then change into a strong man's body.

Otherwise, there's no chance at all.

While Sang Qiqi and Bai Yingxin were quietly chatting about men, someone behind the cashier was also quietly chatting about them.

Zhang Lin's face was filled with curiosity and confusion. "When she was trying to understand Sister Xiaobai's thoughts, she exuded the air of someone with experience. But why couldn't she even see your obvious thoughts, brother?"

"The fact that you can't see it only proves that I haven't done enough and my performance isn't obvious enough." Duan Sui glanced at him and gave his reasons calmly.

However, he really liked this kind of subtle approach, and before he knew it, Sang Qiqi had already accepted his presence.

At least, she didn't feel awkward when she leaned on him as a pillar.

If it were another man, it’s hard to say.

-

Nearly a month passed in the blink of an eye.

The Taoist priests and bosses of Jiuyou Tongshenhui had almost finished handling the matter, and some people in the underworld were also very patient and did not make any noise, so Sang Qiqi was temporarily free.

She began to plan to expand Sang Qiqi Funeral Service and open branches.

After hearing the news, Xing Shuyang immediately asked his assistant to pick out suitable stores in various cities in Huanglong Province, and directly bought them and gave them to Sang Qiqi.

When Sang Qiqi received this generous gift, she was huddled with Duan Sui, discussing where to open the first branch. Upon hearing the news, she sighed, "He mentioned opening a branch to me before. I didn't expect him to be so serious about it."

She had just mentioned to her fans during a live broadcast the day before yesterday that she was planning to open a branch, and Xing Shuyang sent the news this morning.

"You've backed him up, resolving the problems and hatred he's harbored for over a decade. As long as he's not ungrateful, he'll naturally care about you," Duan Sui explained with a smile, then circled a map with a pen in hand. "So, how about renovating the branches in Huanglong Province first? How about starting with the provincial capital?"

After Duan Sui made his suggestion, he noticed that Sang Qiqi was looking at him with a complicated look.

He was a little confused: "Don't like the provincial capital? Then let's change places?"

"No." Sang Qiqi raised her chin towards Duan Sui and showed him the balance on her bank card. "I just think you underestimate my financial resources. Why are you being so picky? You can get all 21 cities in Huanglong Province at once."

She is a female ghost with a net worth of hundreds of millions!

But it’s just the decoration of twenty-one stores, so no one should take it seriously.

Duan Sui: “…”

Duan Sui tapped the atlas with his pen in his hand for a long moment of silence. Suddenly, he said, "I'd like to ask a question."

Sang Qiqi was preoccupied with the renovations and casually replied, "What?"

Duan Sui: "When you're looking for a partner, do you mind if he's a gigolo?"

Sang Qiqi: “……?”

She came to her senses and didn't quite understand why they were discussing the branch renovation and ended up talking about their significant other, but she didn't mind telling Duan Sui the truth: "As long as his abdominal muscles are strong enough, it's fine."