Chapter 012 Reverse Bargaining

Jiang Yiqing looked at the numbers on the screen and didn't know what to say for a moment. He seriously suspected that the other party had made a mistake and typed a few extra zeros?

Hmm... Should I remind him tactfully?

On the other side, Wen Xiuyan, who had specially made time to talk to Jiang Yiqing about this matter, waited for a long time. Seeing that Jiang Yiqing had not replied, he wondered if he had paid too little.

Wen Xiuyan had actually been conducting various psychological interventions before, but it had not worked, so he stopped directly.

The remuneration given to the other party was also determined based on the cost of the previous psychological intervention.

Thinking about giving him the same remuneration as before, it was indeed a bit too little. After all, compared to those psychologists who spent hours doing useless work, it was obvious that the other party's singing was much more useful. It

was indeed a bit too little, and it should be increased.

Just when Wen Xiuyan was about to increase the remuneration, the other party replied.

Metaphysics fortune-telling: "This is too much."

Wen Xiuyan was a little stunned when he heard this, obviously he didn't expect that the other party thought it was too much.

. : "Not much."

Jiang Yiqing saw this understated reply, and tears almost flowed from the corners of his mouth. It's so rich, but it's a pity that it's not his.

Although Jiang Yiqing was very tempted, he still hardened his heart and reminded the other party: "I will also sing in the live broadcast room in the future."

So there is really no need to spend so much extra money. Jiang Yiqing felt sorry for the other party.

As for not making this money, it doesn't matter. The other party has already given him gifts, which is a lot.

After he sent it, he didn't expect the other party to still insist on paying him, and said that he was busy with work and couldn't cooperate with the live broadcast time.

Jiang Yiqing saw this and slapped his head. He understood that rich people like customized services.

It seems that he deserves to earn this money.

Jiang Yiqing thought with regret, and smiled unconsciously: "Okay, but five million a month is too much, fifty thousand."

Jiang Yiqing is very efficient in coaxing her to sleep. It only takes a few minutes a day, and fifty thousand is quite a lot.

. : "Five hundred thousand a month."

Jiang Yiqing thought that this might be his first time to meet rich people. It turns out that rich people bargain for more. He has learned something new.

In this case, Jiang Yiqing did not hesitate and simply agreed.

He thought this was a verbal agreement, but he didn't expect the other party to say that he would send the contract to him tomorrow.

It was good to be more formal, although Jiang Yiqing didn't think that this Mr. Period, who was bargaining in the opposite direction, would deduct his salary.

Next, the other party sent a string of numbers.

. : "My WeChat number, is it convenient to add it?"

Metaphysics Live: "It's convenient, I've added it."

Wen Xiuyan exited the private message and opened WeChat to see the red dots. He clicked it and saw the other party's avatar was a cat with its belly turned up.

Wen Xiuyan took a closer look and clicked "pass".

Jiang Yiqing took the initiative to introduce himself: "My name is Jiang Yiqing."

Wen Xiuyan also replied: "Wen Xiuyan."

Jiang Yiqing touched his chin, the name was quite nice.

Wen Xiuyan: "Sorry, I forgot to say that sometimes I work late. If it's after eleven o'clock, it's considered overtime."

Jiang Yiqing was embarrassed. The other party had already given more than enough. He would feel guilty if he took more.

So he immediately said: "Let's go to bed at 12:30. I usually don't go to bed that early."

Wen Xiuyan smiled and said, "Okay."

It's normal for young people to stay up late.

——After

agreeing with Wen Xiuyan, Jiang Yiqing had an afternoon lunch and took a bus to the temple of the ancestor.

On the way, he glanced at the restrictions he had set up, but they were not triggered, which surprised him.

It shouldn't be like this, that pig spirit is so obedient? Jiang Yiqing raised his eyebrows slightly.

When he arrived at the temple gate, Jiang Yiqing found that the broken door of the temple was still closed. He pushed the door open and a cloud of dust was raised in his sleep.

He coughed and covered his mouth, and then he saw the scene inside clearly. Most of the original garbage was gone, and the pig spirit's strong body was shaking while eating the garbage crazily.

No, how come they are more well-behaved than when he was here?

Jiang Yiqing felt something was wrong, very wrong.

He looked up at the stone statue of the ancestor, then felt that it should not be the case, and shook his head.

The pig demon turned his head when he heard the noise. He didn't know if it was Jiang Yiqing's illusion, but why did he feel that he was particularly excited to see him, even a little tearful?

If you didn't know, you would think he had suffered a great injustice.

Well, eating garbage... I'll just make do.

"Why did you close the temple door? Are you afraid of scaring passers-by nearby?" Jiang Yiqing didn't think the pig demon was kind. He just said casually: "Don't worry, although there is a village nearby, few people come up."

The pig demon snorted and didn't dare to say anything.

Jiang Yiqing raised his eyebrows, and simply found a broken stool and sat on it, acting as a supervisor while playing games.

Although the pig spirit was quite well-behaved for some reason, he had come here, so he might as well wait for it to clean up the rest. Since

it was so well-behaved, Jiang Yiqing had to consider how to deal with it.

Of course, it was impossible to let it go. Jiang Yiqing dared to guarantee that if he let the pig spirit go, it would cause trouble again in a short time, so he just kept it with him.

But... Jiang Yiqing took a look at the other party's sturdy body and felt that it could eat a lot.

Forget it, let's talk about it later.

Jiang Yiqing was thinking in a mess, and didn't notice the pig spirit eating garbage at all. He carefully glanced at the stone statue next to him.

The stone statue hadn't changed much, but the pig's fat body trembled, and he ate the garbage even harder.

Wuwuwuwu... This human kid never said he had a backer!

At dusk, the pig finished eating the last bit of garbage, and with a "bang", he collapsed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Jiang Yiqing dodged in disgust, and looked at the temple that was finally not so dirty, and nodded.

Not bad, not bad. When the gift money received from the live broadcast is realized, we can repair the temple of the ancestor first.

Repair the exterior first, and the rest will come slowly.

There is no need to rush since the money is not in hand yet. We must contact a more reliable construction team first.

After sorting out the things to do at present, Jiang Yiqing felt much more at ease. He glanced at the pig spirit lying on the ground, which looked like dead, and said, "Let's go, or do you want to sleep here?"

In fact, it's good to sleep here, just right for the ancestor to watch the temple.

Who knew that as soon as he said this, the pig spirit immediately turned over and stood up, and ran to Jiang Yiqing's side impatiently, looking like he didn't want to stay here at all.

Jiang Yiqing raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the stone statue: "Then let's go."

"By the way, you look really ugly." Jiang Yiqing was mainly afraid of scaring the nearby villagers, so he simply turned the pig spirit into a piglet again.

He nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it looks much better this way."

Pig spirit: "..." Who are you calling ugly? Obviously you are ugly.

In the eyes of the pig spirit, who is different from ordinary people, Jiang Yiqing is indeed shockingly ugly.

After bringing the pig spirit home, Jiang Yiqing naturally did not give him a room. He rented a two-bedroom and one-living room apartment, one for live broadcasting and the other for bedroom. There was no extra room.

"You can sleep on the floor of the living room and the bathroom. Don't make it dirty." Jiang Yiqing said with some concern. He didn't want to clean up the toilet early tomorrow morning: "Do you know how to use the toilet?"

Did this human kid think it was some inferior species? The pig was very angry, but still nodded obediently.

Jiang Yiqing returned to the room and lay on the bed. He was a little tired today. He was about to go to bed when he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something?

Oh, Wen Xiuyan!

It was the first day of work, and he was not used to it yet. He almost forgot.

Jiang Yiqing quickly turned on his mobile phone. Fortunately, there were no unread messages. He glanced at the current time. It was just past ten o'clock, and he hadn't sent a message to Wen Xiuyan. He would play with his mobile phone for a while.

On the other side, Wen Junrong made a sharp noise: "What, you actually added Master Jiang's WeChat!"

Wen Xiuyan's ears were buzzing, he frowned and pressed his ears: "What's the problem?"

It can be seen that he is used to his stupid brother's surprise and is too lazy to say anything to him.

"How can there be no problem? Master Jiang, but he is my idol!" Wen Junrong was excited and even a little jealous of his brother.

It was obviously he who got to know Master Jiang first, so how come his brother got the contact information first? He was not convinced!

But he couldn't say this, after all, his brother added Master Jiang's contact information.

Wen Junrong thought of this, rubbed his hands, and smiled at his brother flatteringly: "Brother, can I discuss something with you?"

Wen Xiuyan took off his coat and hung it up, and glanced at his stupid brother: "No discussion."

Wen Junrong: "..." I haven't said it yet!

Watching his brother go into the bathroom, Wen Junrong stamped his feet in anger.

Jiang Yiqing was browsing his mobile phone and saw the message from Wen Xiuyan. On his first day at work, he was shocked and made a voice call.

After a moment, the other party answered the voice.

There were faint footsteps over there, very light. Jiang Yiqing felt that it was a bit strange to lie on the bed, so he simply sat up and cleared his throat: "Mr. Wen?"

Wen Xiuyan put his cell phone on the bedside table and whispered: "Wait a minute."

Jiang Yiqing nodded immediately: "Okay, okay."

Not to mention, this Mr. Wen's voice is quite nice, and he sounds quite young, probably less than 30 years old.

Jiang Yiqing was thinking about it, and his ears were almost quiet. Just when he wondered if the other party had hung up the phone, Wen Xiuyan said: "Let's start."

Jiang Yiqing agreed and clicked on the prepared lyrics. This is a song he likes to listen to recently, but he hasn't tried to sing it yet.

Well, it should be quite easy to sing.

Jiang Yiqing didn't know where the confidence came from, and began to sing to the lyrics with confidence.

A very light laugh came to my ears.

Jiang Yiqing: "..."

Are you laughing at me?

Jiang Yiqing complained in his heart, but the singing did not stop. After who knows how long, he stopped with a dry mouth.

Obviously, it is quite simple to listen to others singing this song, why is it so difficult when it is my turn?

Don't try it easily next time, choose your own comfort zone.

Jiang Yiqing, who has no comfort zone at all, thought without self-awareness.

He called the person on the other side of the phone: "Mr. Wen?"

Very good, what if it's a joke? Don't you still have to go to sleep?

Jiang Yiqing felt that he had turned the game around, and hung up the voice with satisfaction.

It's time for him to go to bed.