Chapter 63: Sixty-third day of quitting the circle [Many comments] You, the new employee...

Before selling the goods, Sang Qiqi felt that the audience in her live broadcast room needed to do something more important.

Sang Qiqi moved her mouse to the comment box and typed in a long, unfamiliar-looking address. The camera then shifted to the front, and her magnified, flawless face suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes. But what easily stole their attention was the clattering noise of Sang Qiqi poking the screen with her fingers.

"Did you see the address I just sent? It's the most reputable eye hospital in all of northern Beijing. They say they can cure anyone who's blind. Go there whenever you can and try to improve your poor eyesight."

The camera turned to the rear again. She walked over to Duan Sui, their faces pressed together, and asked, "How are they alike?"

She approached him unexpectedly. The moment her eyes and eyebrows came close, the defenseless Duan Sui's breath was slightly choked, but he quickly came to his senses, feeling the girl's soft breath falling on his face and lips, like the gentle breeze on a spring night, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.

[Couple calculation?]

[…Um, can you even say they’re a good match?]

[Whose eyesight is bad? I'm just being abstract. Where did you kidnap this handsome guy? He's so handsome/sexy.]

[I'm different, I really thought 377 had a sex change/doge]

[It’s so good, you are still my sweet Tyrannosaurus Rex girl]

[I believe you truly had no interest in Qiao Tianyi back then!! You are a man far superior to Qiao Tianyi!!]

[Where did you find it? Can you share the location? The sisters in the live broadcast room are in need of it.]

[The bridge of my nose is really high hehehehe]

[How can this little girl eat so well?]

The night is long, and with a handsome man by your side, you're selling goods instead of sleeping? Do you enjoy life? If not, go away. I'll enjoy it for you!

Sang Qiqi returned to her computer, noticed the audience's doubts about her, glanced at the screen, and said, "Making money is about enjoying life."

The audience in the live broadcast room simply don’t understand how cool it is to make the funeral service industry bigger and stronger, become the second-in-command of the underworld, and kick Yama’s feet!

Sang Qiqi muttered to herself as she connected to the shared bike. She leaned over the screen and glanced at Duan Sui, winking at him. After receiving a nod from Duan Sui, she said to the audience in the livestream, "We've recently released a few co-branded urns. If you're interested, click the link below and let this handsome guy explain them to you."

[Jointly branded but urn?]

[Such unfamiliar words, such a forward-thinking collaboration]

[What? Even urns can be co-branded? I have to check this out!]

[Are you new here, sister? I've had an Ultraman urn before and have already reserved one for my boyfriend. /smile]

[Fuck, hahahaha, you've really made it. It's actually an official collaboration, and it's the hottest anime right now!]

[377 You are really popular]

Sang Qiqi was quite surprised by this collaboration. The other day, while cleaning her private messages on Weibo, she came across a unique account with official verification. She clicked on it and discovered it was from an anime about a main character and a supporting character in a love story. Sang Qiqi had heard of this anime before. Little Xing had been posting pictures of the male and female leads on her WeChat Moments daily, saying things like "kswlkswl" and "pushing every dog ​​she passed by to get her hands on it."

Clicking on the official Weibo avatar, the number of fans of the official anime is only slightly less than that of Sang Qiqi.

The content of the other party’s private message was very simple: Hello Qiqi/Handshake, we would like to cooperate with your one-stop funeral service, is that okay with you?

At first glance, Sang Qiqi's reaction was similar to that of the audience in the live broadcast room.

What did you say?

Funeral, joint name?

She had combined these two words before, but this was the first time she had encountered an official approaching her about collaborating.

Out of curiosity and a chance to make money, Sang Qiqi quickly added the official WeChat representative. During their detailed chat, they learned that the anime's protagonist had faked his death, and the female protagonist had even selected several coffins to hold his remains. However, since coffins are rarely used these days, the official has decided to replace them with urns.

Very thoughtful.

Naturally, Sang Qiqi couldn't disagree.

She also asked why the other party thought of this collaboration, and whether anime fans would have any objections.

The other party said, "Actually, a fan came to us and asked if we could authorize you to make such an urn. She said she really likes our anime, but may not be able to stick with it until the end of the show."

So that's how it is.

Sang Qiqi briefly explained the reason for the collaboration with the anime, and then said, "First, here are some different styles of urns. We also have some paper figurines in the making. They'll probably be up the day after tomorrow. If I have time then, I'll probably do a live broadcast. Everyone, remember to come and support me then."

As he spoke, Duan Sui consciously bent down, took one of the urns in his hand and showed it to the camera.

[Okay, okay, I thought the coffin was well-drawn when I was watching the drama, but I didn’t expect it to look even better as an urn.]

[Oh my god, the official is so nice, wow, it's really rare to see an official take the initiative to collaborate with a funeral, and it's just to fulfill the fans' last wishes]

[It’s the anime I follow]

[It's clear that the official only wants to satisfy the fans' wishes, not to make money from them, otherwise they would have blindly drawn the urns for you /doge]

[Hahahahahaha blindly drew the urn and I am dying of laughter]

[This unknown handsome man, stop holding the urn. I want to see you hold 377]

[Such sexy hands. Holding the urn is a bit unfair. Holding 77 is just right.]

[Your fingers are so long! You can handle anything the male protagonist in the novel can handle.]

Duan Sui, unable to see the comments, remained unfazed. He calmly picked up the urn and began explaining it, knowing every detail about it. His professionalism was top-notch. Sang Qiqi glanced at him, his hard work, then at the audience who were constantly teasing him. She coughed softly and typed: "Everyone, mind your image. If you scare people away, who will come to livestream?"

[Then tell us, this is really just an employee and not your husband?]

[I agree with this marriage, you don’t have to hide it]

[Looking good-looking men are harder to find than a three-legged toad these days, so if you find one, you should seize the opportunity. How about going straight to the bridal chamber tonight? We, the audience, can also be considered witnesses. /doge]

[I'm giving you two small gifts, consider them as my gift money]

[I'm just going along with it. I'm getting married tomorrow, so please remember to return the favor.]

[I apply to sit at the main table]

The audience said they really meant it. For a full five minutes, the gift effects in the entire live broadcast room did not stop. Sang Qiqilang was as hard as steel and remained unmoved: "Next time you want to give me a gift, you can just give it directly. No need to find a special reason. It's not like I don't want it."

audience:"……"

I can't argue with it. I can't argue with it at all.

The audience stayed quietly in the live broadcast room to listen to Duan Sui's explanations, place orders, and chat.

Time passed quickly in this harmonious atmosphere, and by the time Duan Sui stopped, more than an hour had passed.

Seeing him in good spirits, seemingly unfazed by fatigue, and with the potential to chatter for another three hours, Sang Qiqi thought to herself that ghosts were truly the perfect tool for the job. After a few seconds of sighing, Sang Qiqi waved him over, seated him in front of the computer, and switched the camera to the front. "We've pretty much finished introducing most of the products. Sit down and rest for a while. If you'd like, you can chat with them. The milk tea and barbecue I ordered are almost here. Go get them."

"good."

Duan Sui watched Sang Qiqi get up and walk out the door, then turned his gaze to the computer screen.

As soon as he appeared, the originally calm barrage of bullets suddenly exploded with a bang, just like a torpedo dropped into the water.

The group of people who had originally teased Sang Qiqi returned to their old ways and quickly started typing.

[Good evening, handsome guy. Thank you for your hard work. Are you dating 377?]

[Holy crap! You're so handsome! The camera was far away just now, so I thought it was the beauty filter and my eyes were blurry. Turns out it's just your face that's so good.]

[How could I possibly beautify myself when I share the same camera with Sang Qiqi?!]

[How old is this handsome guy? Is he dating? How many abs do he have?]

[Can this pretty boy have abdominal muscles?]

[So sour, so sour, how come there are still brothers who are broken?]

[Of course not! Just now when he raised his hand, the hem of his shirt got tucked up, and I saw it! Too bad I didn’t have time to take a screenshot/sigh]

[Handsome guy, please give me a favor and lift up your clothes so I can take a picture.]

Duan Sui casually scanned the comments that flashed by, and stopped at the one asking him to lift his clothes. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Sorry, I've taken a men's ethics class and learned that clothes should only be lifted in front of your girlfriend."

[I sent it to 377]

Duan Sui flatly refused: "No need to do it for me. If she wants to see it, I can show it to her directly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire screen was filled with question marks and exclamation marks.

Duan Sui pretended not to see it, swiped the bar upwards, picked a few appropriate questions and gave simple answers, then moved to another page to check the transaction volume for tonight. When the red number popped up, he curled his lips in satisfaction.

With this transaction amount, Sang Qiqi must like him more.

Two minutes later, Sang Qiqi returned to the livestreaming room carrying milk tea and skewers. She handed one to Duan Sui. She glanced at the number in the lower right corner of her computer and decided it was almost time. She moved the camera over and said, "It's getting late, everyone. Let's go to bed early. We'll have time to continue the livestreaming tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. OK, I'm logging off. Good night."

[? ]

[Just left? Your employee said he wanted to show you his abs!]

Thinking that it was just another audience member trying to tease her, Sang Qiqi simply ignored the "abdominal muscles" all over the screen and ruthlessly closed the live broadcast room.

Like Duan Sui, she clicked on the transaction page and took a look. When she saw the red number, she couldn't help but give the man next to her a thumbs-up, her eyes sparkling as she praised him: "Duan Sui, you're amazing. I'll give you a raise when the time comes."

Duan Sui is not interested in salary. Compared to salary, he prefers Sang Qiqi's affirmation of him.

But he also knew in his heart that today's transaction volume was so high simply because of the good timing.

The collaboration and the novelty of changing the people in the live broadcast room can attract viewers to place orders.

Sang Qiqi opened the package of skewers, handed half to Duan Sui, and explained, "I thought your taste is similar to mine, so I ordered double portions. If there's anything you don't like, just leave it there. I'll eat it later."

“I love to eat them all.”

"That's good." Sang Qiqi relaxed her brows and asked him while biting into the beef, "Where do you usually stay at night?"

Duan Sui stretched out his long fingers and picked up the same beef skewers as Sang Qiqi's. The beef was roasted to a crispy aroma, the skin was chewy, and the inside was juicy. It was very tender and delicious.

He wiped his hands with a wet tissue and replied, "I haven't had time to buy property here yet. I plan to return to Luofeng Mountain first."

"Houses are so expensive here," Sang Qiqi muttered. "If the girl I possessed hadn't rented a house, I'd have to sleep under a bridge."

He then said enthusiastically: "If you are short of money, you can tell me and I will give you an advance on your salary."

Anyway, she has money now and can afford the rent.

Duan Sui didn't expect to hear such thoughtful words, and he praised: "You are a good boss."

Sang Qiqi raised her chin and said, "Of course not. Just work hard. When I make it big and strong, and open funeral homes all over the country, I'll give you the position of third in command in your local government."

"Who's the second in command?"

Sang Qiqi pointed at herself: "Me."

Duan Sui let out a soft "oh".

He had heard of Sang Qiqi's grand plans, but was still a little surprised that Sang Qiqi only wanted to be second in command. He asked, "Why only second in command? Wouldn't being first in command be good enough?"

Sang Qiqi asked hesitantly, "Big Boss, can't we defeat him?"

Duan Sui: “…”

Thinking of how the girl got involved in the fight between the three Yamas during the day and remained unharmed, he chuckled meaningfully.

It’s hard to say.

Once my strength recovers, I might be able to pin him to the ground and beat him until he's bruised and battered.

-

After a hard night, Sang Qiqi was not sleepy at all. She followed Duan Sui into the gates of hell. Duan Sui went to Luofeng Mountain, and Sang Qiqi went to the First Hall.

Because Duan Sui's perfect match was so satisfying, Lin Yanluo's image in her heart also rose inch by inch in a short period of time, and now his height is comparable to the huge golden statue worshipped by Tongxuan.

Carrying the wine and peanuts she brought for Lin Yanluo, she pushed open the door to the first hall and saw the dozing leader. She stepped forward and stuffed the wine into his arms: "Don't fall asleep, boss. Look at the good wine I brought you."

Although Sang Qiqi always said that Lin Yanluo was so exhausted from work that he had lost all his hair and was turning into a Mediterranean-looking old man, the old man still had good ears. When Sang Qiqi was outside the door, he could tell who was coming by the sound of her excited footsteps. He had originally wanted to pretend to be asleep and not bother to pay attention to Sang Qiqi, but he didn't expect her to be so enthusiastic.

When the wine bottle was opened, the rich aroma instantly filled the entire spacious first hall.

Lin Yanluo's nose twitched, and he couldn't help but take two puffs. After an epic lungful, he finally opened his eyes, glared at Sang Qiqi, and asked, "Why are you giving me wine for no reason?"

Seeing that he wasn't pretending to sleep anymore, Sang Qiqi leaned over with a smile, "What do you mean I only gave you wine for no reason? I've always been an employee who deeply loves my work and my boss, and I always keep my boss in my heart. I know it wasn't easy for him to recruit and promote me. So, it's perfectly normal for me to bring a small gift for my boss when I go out."

Lin Yanluo: “…”

He originally thought that Sang Qiqi was being kind in giving him the wine today, but now after hearing these words, he felt that Sang Qiqi had poisoned the wine and wanted to kill him.

He asked uncertainly, "I remember you got involved in the conflict between Old Peng and Shan Xuelin and Chao Song, and you acted in a way that violated your superiors by punching them twice... Although I criticized you a bit, I didn't actually deduct any points from you, did I?"

Sang Qiqi: “…”

What kind of image does she have in Lin Yanluo's mind?

Sang Qiqi's smile faded, she glanced at Lin Yanluo, retrieved the bottle, and rolled her eyes unhappily: "Drink it if you want."

Seeing this, Lin Yanluo quickly raised his hand to grab the wine bottle that was about to be pulled back by Sang Qiqi, and dragged it forcefully in front of him. He stuffed the bottle under the table and exhaled, "If you had said so earlier, I would have accepted it."

Is it necessary to be frightened for so long?

Sang Qiqi: “…”

Lin Yanluo became calm and composed: "Tell me, why did you send me wine?"

Sang Qiqi was speechless at his change of expression, but she still answered truthfully, "To thank you for sending me a good employee. You don't know, tonight I had Duan Sui do a livestream to sell goods, and the transaction volume has skyrocketed like a rocket, soaring all the way to seven figures! Sang Qiqi's one-stop funeral service nationwide chain is just around the corner!"

Lin Yanluo was originally quite happy to hear the words "a good employee has been sent here", and muttered to himself that of course this employee is good, this employee is not an ordinary employee.

But the next second he heard "I let Duan Sui do a live broadcast to sell goods", he was stunned and couldn't hear the next words at all. His mind was full of thoughts about how the big boss of the underworld condescended to work as an employee in a funeral home in the world, but he was actually arranged by Sang Qiqi to sell goods through a live broadcast?

Lin Yanluo's voice trembled as he pointed at Sang Qiqi's nose and asked, "You let Duan Sui sell goods live?"

Sang Qiqi blinked: "Yeah, he's so handsome, wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't do a live broadcast?"

She praised him, “When Duan Sui was live streaming, the peak number of viewers in the live streaming room reached 230,000, and the popularity skyrocketed, directly dominating the charts.”

Lin Yanluo: “…”

Over the years, few ghosts in the entire underworld have seen the big boss's face. Unexpectedly, hundreds of thousands of people saw it when they went to Sang Qiqi's store.

He pressed his philtrum and asked in a weak voice, "How did Duan Sui react?"

reaction?

Sang Qiqi: "He's very happy. He came back to the underworld with me after having supper. He made so much money tonight. I plan to give him a raise so that he can complete his plan to buy a house in Beijing in advance."

Lin Yanluo: “…”

Sang Qiqi didn't notice Lin Yanluo's complicated expression at all. She was completely immersed in praising Duan Sui. She kept on giving all the compliments to Duan Sui. When she heard words like gentle, beautiful, enthusiastic, kind, etc. that were completely inconsistent with Duan Sui, Lin Yanluo's expression suddenly became as if he had eaten shit.

He asked uncertainly, "Duan Sui is gentle? Enthusiastic? Kind?"

Are you sure he's not moody, smiling but treacherous, and cruel?

Sang Qiqi: "Yes."

Ever since I met her at her funeral home, she has been gentle in her words and actions. Even if she was so tired at night that her throat was about to smoke, she never complained. She would only say thank you gently when she handed over the skewers and milk tea.

She gave an example: "Tonight, on the way back from eating hot pot, he saw a kitten lying in the middle of the road. He even went out of his way to help the kitten back to the side of the road. What a kind person."

Compared with humans and ghosts, cats are indeed cuter.

If he was the one who saw the cat being run over by a car, he would also send it off.

But the problem is, that’s Duan Sui!

It was Duan Sui who chopped the previous Lord of Fengdu into pieces!

Anyone who has had contact with Duan Sui knows how cruel he is!

Not knowing what Lin Yanluo was thinking about, and ignoring his secretive expression, Sang Qiqi took out some melon seeds and slammed them on his desk. "Anyway, I'm very satisfied with the jade you found for me, Boss. Thank you, Boss. I love you, Boss. Keep up the good work, Boss. Bye!"

She came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Only Lin Yanluo was left with a complicated expression on his face.

The next morning, it was still early, but the weather was not cool, it was already hot.

Sang Qiqi arrived at the entrance of the funeral service with a custard bun in her mouth and saw that the door was already open.

She remembered that when Zhang Lin left yesterday, he said that he would come early to pack up today, but she didn't expect that when she stepped in, she would see not only Zhang Lin, but also Duan Sui.

Duan Sui had changed his clothes today, no longer wearing the casual shirt and trousers from yesterday, but a simple white T-shirt and trousers. He sat casually on the ground, his legs, longer than Bai Ying's life, slightly bent, and while sorting through the clutter, he handed Zhang Lin the tape he needed.

Noticing the shadow falling on the doorway, he looked up.

The sunlight shone in from outside and fell on Sang Qiqi, casting a layer of fluffy light on her long hair tied in a bun, which was very cute.

Sang Qiqi stepped in.

The sound of shell wind chimes rang out, and after the final tinkling sound, Duan Sui's thin lips curled slightly: "You're here so early?"

"That's not as early as yours. Have you two had breakfast?"

When Zhang Lin was still a human, he didn't pay much attention to his appetite. Now that he has become a ghost, it is even more so. He shook his head when he heard this: "No."

Duan Sui said, "Not yet."

Sang Qiqi pulled out a pancake from her small bag like a magic trick and handed it to Duan Sui: "Here."

Duan Sui raised his hand to take it.

The fingertips accidentally touched the girl's fingers, and they separated as soon as they touched.

After breakfast, Sang Qiqi checked the backend orders and decisively joined the packing for the day. Around ten o'clock, Bai Yingxin, who had sent Sang Qiqi a message but received no reply, finally lost her patience. Under Jing Yu's deathly gaze, she confidently went downstairs and turned into Sang Qiqi's funeral service.

Although I had seen the handsome guy yesterday, it was still a little different to see him up close.

She once again sighed in her heart that her sisters were really lucky. They could easily recruit such a handsome employee. Then she leaned over to Sang Qiqi and whispered in her ear: "Did you see the WeChat message I sent you?"

Sang Qiqi finished packing the package in her hand and handed it to Duan Sui, then turned to look at her: "I haven't had time to look at it yet. What's going on?"

"It's not a big deal." She glanced at Duan Sui secretly and saw that he had his eyes slightly lowered, as if he didn't notice them at all. She lowered her voice and whispered, "I asked you when you went to get takeout last night. You, the new employee, have eight abdominal muscles. Eight, a full eight!"

Sang Qiqi's gaze seemed to be on automatic navigation, looking past the cardboard box beside her and towards Duan Sui's lower abdomen.

Just as the man was about to stand up, the hem of his white T-shirt was hooked by the opened lid of the paper box. Sang Qiqi, who was sitting on the ground below, could see his tight waist and abdominal muscles clearly.

Not only that, you can even clearly see the mermaid line that is immersed in the black trousers.

Sang Qiqi: “…”

She sniffed, raised her hand to cover her nose, turned her head and nodded vigorously at Bai Yingxin, saying in a muffled voice, "There really are eight pieces!"