Chapter 60 Chapter 60 updated on 12/1.

The three of them looked at Sang Wanwan opposite them, their eyes wide open and in silence.

So, why on earth did they rush over to Sang Wanwan and tell her about their next task as if they were reporting on their work?

They couldn't figure it out; their minds were even a little confused, like a ball of paste.

"hehe."

Just when the three of them were puzzled and were still trying to recall what they were thinking before they came to find Sang Wanwan, a cold voice suddenly sounded beside them.

They all turned their heads.

Zhang Yi held his broken sword, stroking the blade gently with his hand, raised his eyelids, and spoke again: "Hehe."

All three of them heard sarcasm in his voice.

Han Xiuyan's hands itched and he wanted to hit someone, Lu Yufei and Song Mian's mouths itched and he wanted to curse someone.

They felt that since the Black Iron Sword was broken, Zhang Yi had become a different person. He held his broken sword every day, and for a long time he looked as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. He would occasionally act crazy and speak sarcastically to them.

Han Xiuyan said: "Zhang Yi, please pay attention to your attitude."

Song Mian kindly advised: "You should take a few days' rest."

It was really torment for them that he had an accidental outburst and they couldn't hit him.

Lu Yufei is the team leader. She said directly, "I think you haven't been doing well recently. Please write a leave request and I will approve it for you."

"I won't take a leave." Zhang Yi stroked the sword gently, "I'm in good condition. Why, just because I chuckled twice, you guys look down on me?"

Lu Yufei, Han Xiuyan, and Song Mian: "..."

They really didn't expect that the broken Black Iron Sword could drive him crazy for so long.

Zhang Yi was in a bad mood at the moment, because today was the birth day of his Black Iron Sword, that is, his birthday.

In the past, he was happiest every time on this day, and he would celebrate for his beloved baby at home. Unfortunately, all this was ruined by the fat cat Big Orange.

Thinking about the 170 million... Zhang Yi felt sad, distressed, and upset. In short, he felt very uncomfortable.

He was in a bad mood and wanted to find someone to have a quarrel with to ease the pain of losing this huge sum of money.

"Haha," Zhang Yi glanced at them, "Are you guys going to unite to exclude me? If you dare to exclude me, I will go back and complain to Deputy Director Lin."

The three of them all looked distraught, especially the team leader Lu Yufei.

Is this human language? They were clearly kind enough to let him take a few days off, but he actually wanted to complain to them?!

Several years of teamwork can be broken just like that.

The three of them looked as if they had stepped on dog shit. They had never expected that it would be because of a broken black iron sword. Oh no, they had never expected that the friendship between them would not be worth 170 million.

Lu Yufei: "...If you don't want to take a vacation, forget it."

She turned her head away from him, and Han Xiuyan and Song Mian also quickly looked away.

Forget it. Out of sight, out of mind. If I look at them again, they might not be able to control themselves and hit him.

Zhang Yi now just wanted to find someone to quarrel with and had no intention of letting them go.

He frowned and asked, "What's your attitude? You ignore me and try to exclude me. We have been colleagues for many years, but I never thought you were this kind of people."

Lu Yufei, Han Xiuyan, and Song Mian: "..."

No, I can't stand this guy who is taking advantage of me and going crazy for no reason.

Han Xiuyan snapped his fingers and stood up. "You guys chat first. I'll take care of some things."

After saying that, he walked towards Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi's expression changed slightly: "What are you going to do? I tell you Han Xiuyan, I am... umm..."

Han Xiuyan covered his mouth and dragged him away.

When Zhang Yi was dragged away, Lu Yufei and Song Mian suddenly felt that the air in front of them was fresher.

The two of them looked up and instantly met Sang Wanwan's gaze again.

Lu Yufei coughed twice and said, "It's like this. The Tianshi of the Administration are now divided into seven groups, and each group has a quota for foreign aid. We are the third group. Are you interested in joining our big family of three groups as a foreign aid?"

Sang Wanwan: “Not interested.”

Song Mian continued, "There is a salary."

Sang Wanwan shook her head.

Lu Yufei: "We can apply for a pay raise."

"No need," Sang Wanwan said lazily, "The salary of your administration will only be a few tens of thousands of yuan no matter how much more it is."

Lu Yufei & Song Mian: "..."

Oh, I forgot that the amount of money this person cheated starts from one million and there is no upper limit.

The two were speechless for a moment and could only stare at Sang Wanwan.

Suddenly, Lu Yufei thought of Daju and the evil god baby.

She showed a look of sudden enlightenment on her face, and immediately said, "Your Fortune Rental Company has few employees, right? If you join us, you will be able to come into contact with various cases and encounter various ghosts and spirits, both domestic and foreign. Then your company's employees will have a free supply channel... ahem, I mean you can recruit more employees."

When Song Mian heard this, his mind was spinning like crazy. He nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes. When you have more employees, you can continue to rent it to the Administration or those Xuanmen families. Oh, your employees can also take orders from foreign official organizations. They can earn US dollars, so there is a lot of money to be made."

Sang Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly as she listened to the two people's strong recommendations.

Han Xiuyan and Zhang Yi just came back. After hearing what their teammates said, their expressions were: "..."

In order to recruit Sang Wanwan as a foreign aid, they even betrayed the management bureau and their own family. This was really unnecessary.

Zhang Yi opened his mouth, and the word "Hehe" was about to come out of his mouth, but he suddenly felt a pain in his calf, and he swallowed the two words back, holding the broken sword with a frown.

Sang Wanwan's current focus is recruiting ghost employees, and she is very interested in what they call the foreign market.

She took a sip of juice and asked, "Does the Administration cooperate with foreign official agencies?"

"Of course there are," Lu Yufei said, "Every year, countries gather together to hold friendly exchange activities. By the way, this year's exchange event will be held in Melbourne."

Han Xiuyan sat down and sneered: "What friendly exchange activities? Every time there is an activity, the scene is more exaggerated than the old lady sitting at the entrance of the village. Especially the spicy country, it is really shameless to the extreme. Last year, they even complained to the International Metaphysics United Organization, saying that our talisman production method is their country's, and asked us to return it."

Now the core leaders of all countries in the world know that the realm of the undead is frequent and the resentment is invading. Only the talismans made by their Huaguo Tianshi can resist and eliminate the resentment to a certain extent.

Selling talismans to countries around the world every year is one of the major sources of income for their Taoist families and the Unnatural Events Management Bureau.

At this time, the complaint of Lacai was obvious to everyone. However, several countries, led by Moer, openly supported Lacai.

They even raised a banner, saying that mankind has entered a life and death situation, and demanded that the Flower Kingdom offer relevant training courses to teach them the method of making talismans for free.

Whenever Han Xiuyan thought of those people's faces, he would still get so angry that his face turned black and he would want to curse them.

Sang Wanwan smiled.

These wealthy families and occult families in China are so rich, so those abroad must not be any worse. She has talismans, so she can draw as many as she wants.

However, scarcity makes things valuable, so she has to plan her operations carefully.

Sang Wanwan said: "I think you are quite sincere. If that's the case, then fine. I will be your team's foreign aid for the time being."

The attention of Lu Yufei and the other two instantly shifted to her, and a smile appeared on their faces.

Song Mian said excitedly: "With you joining, maybe our group can get first place in this year's evaluation."

Although her senior brother Qin Ming is her idol, there is no idol in front of work.

The team led by the senior brother has occupied the first place in the management bureau's team assessment for three consecutive years. How glorious would it be if their three teams could take first place this year?

When their respective families pay tribute to their ancestors, they also have to talk about this matter with their ancestors.

Sang Wanwan put down the cup in her hand and asked: "Do you still have group evaluations?"

"Of course," Lu Yufei sighed, "In recent years, the team led by Senior Brother has always won first place. Senior Brother is really strong."

Sang Wanwan recalled that after Deputy Director Lin of the Unnatural Events Management Bureau in the novel retired, Qin Ming became the person with the most say in the bureau.

Later, he was promoted to director because he and Sang Xueruo used her ashes to kill the villain Chi Junyu.

From then on, the Qin family's position became more solid.

Suddenly thinking of the experience in the book where she was dug up twice, Sang Wanwan looked at the three people in front of her and said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, the first place this year will definitely belong to you three groups."

Although her tone was gentle, Lu Yufei and the other two shuddered inexplicably when they heard it.

Sang Wanwan waved her hands and said, "Okay, I'll follow you on your mission starting tomorrow."

…

As soon as Lu Yufei and the other three left, the Lord God Space immediately shouted anxiously: [“Wanwan, Wanwan, I suddenly sensed a large amount of familiar energy fluctuations just now. The Lord God’s pretentious bastard has appeared, and he is in the study room!”]

[“Ahhh, I’ve long felt that your husband occasionally exudes some familiar energy. It turns out that the Lord God has been secretly hiding in him. I didn’t expect the Lord God to be so powerful!”]

study.

Chi Junyu sat at the desk, his face pale and his brows wrinkled.

Five minutes ago, the Lord God, who had been silent for several days, suddenly popped up again and said that he was willing to give him another chance and asked if he was willing to merge with him.

Chi Junyu ignored him and continued reading and doing exercises.

After the Lord God spoke a lot of words, he found that he did not respond, so he gradually stopped talking.

Finally, he said coldly, "Just wait, one day I will kill you with my own hands."

After the Lord God finished his threatening words, Chi Junyu felt that he had disappeared, completely out of his body.

However, from the moment the Lord God left his body, he was shaking with pain and broke out in cold sweat.

He felt as if he had lost a part of his body, and his soul seemed to be torn in pain.

Chi Junyu frowned, confusion flashed through his mind.

This bastard Lord God clearly wanted to take over his body and coveted his wife, so why did he have such a ridiculous intuition after he left?

Chi Junyu's eyes started to blur due to the pain, but he was wondering in his heart if this bastard had tricked him before leaving.

Sang Wanwan pushed open the door of the study and looked up to see Chi Junyu with a pale face and dull eyes.

[“Ahhh, the Lord has left. There is no trace of him here anymore!”] The Lord said anxiously, [“Wanwanwanwan, you stabbed him hundreds of times, making so many holes in his favorite white cloak, which prevented him from posing and showing off. And he has a vengeful personality, so he will definitely come back to take revenge on you!”]