"Give me a price, how much is the ghost money."
Qilin held its head high, and even after being punched twice, its aura did not weaken at all.
Otherwise, why would it be considered one of the four evil spirits?
This character alone is worthy of this title.
Lin Fan's heart moved. Now that the price has been negotiated, it's time for him to take action.
But it was difficult to predict Qilin's temperament, so Lin Fan couldn't speak for himself and could only discuss it with Guiying in his heart.
"Two million a year!"
It is not difficult to earn this amount by destroying a city.
But Qilin is so lazy that he basically never leaves his territory. He probably doesn't have many ways to make money. Even if there are, he can let his younger brothers come out to work while he just lies down and collects the money.
I won't refuse no matter what.
"That's not right! He's my little brother, how can he be so little!"
The ghost shadow was in Lin Fan's body and had seen a lot of ghost money, often tens of millions or even hundreds of millions. However, his own little brother was only worth two million. If this got out, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of Shadow Demon?
“…”
Lin Fan didn't expect that the first person he wanted to negotiate a price with would be Guiying.
And this time it is not a joke, but a very serious one.
In its view, this is a matter of dignity, and dignity and life are equally important.
"How much are you going to give?"
After all, the ghost shadow has followed him for so long, so he really can't always reject its requests.
Be content with what you can do.
Guiying clicked his tongue twice, and instead of whispering to him in his heart, he said to Qilin:
"Give me a price? Then as the eldest brother, I'll torture you today. Should I give you a specific number every year, or a more vague number?"
"Specific, vague?"
Wrinkles appeared on Qilin's forehead, showing its puzzled frown.
"What's the difference between the two?"
"It's a huge difference. They intend to give you a specific number, but as the boss, I have to wake you up."
The ghost pointed in the direction of the Youcai Mingpiao and said:
"There's a smart one out there. It became a shareholder, holding onto some fuzzy numbers, and its annual returns are incredibly high!"
It wants to talk about indexes and shares.
But these words are too far away from it. Even if they are in Lin Fan's body and it can come into contact with them occasionally, it is still difficult for it to remember and say them.
"Oh? You mean to tie my ghost money to this group of people?"
Qilin understood the general meaning. The better humans lived, the more ghost money it could get.
On the contrary, if humans live in poverty, it will also be affected and the gains will be very small.
"It's ridiculous to tie my income to humans. They are so fragile. I—refuse."
Even though it had no ill will towards Lin Fan and the others, deep down, it still looked down on humans.
It's not just this one, most of the weirdness is like this.
There are still many weird creatures working in Jianghai City, serving humans, but in their hearts, they still do not accept humans and still think that humans are just lowly beings.
It’s the same reason why many poor places still look down on outsiders.
Even if they are richer and more talented.
"Oh, you can't even protect humans? I'll give you two million. Just stay here."
"What do you mean."
Qilin narrowed his eyes. Two million was beyond his expectations. After all, he had never thought about how much humans could earn.
But the ghost's tone seemed to be dismissing it, which made it hard to accept.
"What do you think?"
hiss--
Treat others the way they have treated you.
Lin Fan suspected that Guiying had secretly read some books behind his back.
Qilin's eyes focused, the dark clouds dissipated, and he said in a cold voice:
"Okay! Then I want a vague number. I want to see who can break in under my hands!"
"Scumbag, give it a count!"
“One percent!”
Lin Fan spoke without thinking.
"1? That's so little."
Qilin's expression changed slightly.
It still understands the meaning of percentages. For example, one thousand ghost money, one percent, is only ten.
So little, what about the remaining ninety-nine?
Lin Fan gave Master Xue a look, and it was up to him to carry out this task.
It’s not that Lin Fan couldn’t explain, but since Master Xue would be responsible for these matters later, he naturally had to come out and make himself known.
His mind was still stuck on the scene just now, when the ghost shadow calmed down the angry Qilin.
Even if I gave him this method, he wouldn't dare to learn it.
What if you really anger the other person and die without knowing it?
"Alright, go ahead and chat. This is someone from Jianghai City, so you should decide for yourself."
Guiying didn't know how much one percent was. After all, it involved a question of IQ, so he couldn't count on it.
The reason for choosing to exit at this time is also to prevent it from not understanding the subsequent issues.
The current situation is enough for it to return to Lin Fan's body and chat with the dragon and the weird young master.
"Boss, just leave this to me. Don't worry. If something goes wrong here, I don't deserve to be in this position."
Master Xue saw that Lin Fan did not leave. After the ghost shadow went back into his body, he still stood there, giving him a sense of security and making him feel warm in his heart.
But Master Xue is no longer the young man who was frightened and helpless by the approaching death.
He begged Lin Fan to leave, which was a recognition of his ability and a trust in him as a person.
Lin Fan never doubted Master Xue.
In today's world, it is far better to shine in Jianghai City than to be greedy for money and then go out to work on your own.
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