Inside the main hall of the God of Wealth, Fang Zheng introduced his son in a smooth and tactful manner.
In fact, he could have said that Fang Fan had caught Brother Yi's eye, and that Brother Yi had brought him back personally, so Ye Wuchen could arrange for him to start work and intern unconditionally.
But if he were to speak so directly, he would not be Fang Zheng.
Fang Fan looked at his father with admiration. Sure enough, the old man was very experienced. It seemed that he was belittling him, but in fact he was praising him. The more he talked, the more he met the requirements for employment in the Finance Department. If it were him, how could he come up with such a nice set of flirtatious words?
Maybe it will be handled according to the rules and procedures!
Compared to my dad, I am still far behind and I still have a lot to learn!
"Old Fang, they are all my children. I will definitely take care of them if I can, but you also know that the requirements of the Finance Department are very strict. If your ability does not meet the standards, you will not be able to stay. You can't rely on me. Yuanzi's Tianluyuan and Chunan's Yaoguang Department are also good places to go."
Ye Wuchen was naturally happy to give Fang Zheng this face, but he still had to say the ugly words in advance to avoid making it difficult to lay off employees in the future.
Fang Zheng nodded slightly: "This kid is lucky that Brother Ye can give him an internship quota. Others who want to intern in the Ministry of Finance are not qualified!"
"You, you..." Ye Wuchen pointed at him and said with a smile: "Okay, let's try your son's ability first."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves, opened the glittering golden robe of the God of Wealth, took out ten ordinary objects, and suspended them in the air.
"Boy, pick out the one you think is the most precious treasure!"
Fang Fan's body trembled, and he immediately looked at him carefully.
An ancient bronze mirror with an old luster, an old book that seems to be covered with the dust of time, a black ring engraved with simple patterns, dull and rough jade beads, a stone wrapped with a worn red rope, an inconspicuous bamboo hairpin, a rusty broken blade, a bronze compass covered with scratches, a cloth bag stained with blood, and a small iron tripod with a dark golden color.
The ten items were quietly displayed in mid-air, with a faint undercurrent of spiritual energy surging around them. Under that seemingly ordinary appearance, it seemed as if each one contained the power to destroy the world!
A bean-sized bead of sweat appeared on Fang Fan's forehead.
Which one is the most precious?
They seem to be similar, yet completely different!
He is confused, really confused!
Seeing Fang Fan's indecisive look, Ye Wuchen glanced at Fang Zheng who was indifferent and even looked stern, and smiled and suggested:
"Kid, follow your instincts. In our line of work, eyesight is useless!"
According to normal rules, he shouldn't have given any hints, but he is Lao Fang's son after all, so it's okay to give him some face, after all they are brothers.
After Fang Fan received the hint, he did not hesitate and chose the blood-stained cloth bag according to his intuition.
Seeing this, the calm Fang Zheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Now Fang Fan’s realm is still low, his vision is not broad enough, and he cannot see the essence through the surface.
But I am different. After ten years of precipitation, I broke through the tribulation period and officially joined the job. I am ranked as a regular celestial official, received the baptism of celestial power, and my cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. Now I am already a mid-stage pseudo-immortal, and my vision is beyond description!
So he can tell the pros and cons of the ten test items!
The most valuable item among them is a small iron tripod with a dark golden color, which contains a small secret realm and a top-grade spiritual vein!
And the bloodstained cloth bag that Fang Fan chose... was picked up by Brother Ye from somewhere. Although the bloodstains on it were suspected to be left by the powerful beings on the pseudo-immortal body, it had no spiritual power. The inside of the cloth bag was empty, and the material was the most ordinary mortal object. It could be said to be worthless and was just stuffed in there to cause trouble!
Why would Fang Fan choose this?
Could it be that...after leaving the Tianshu Star Region, he just became like everyone else? !
“Old Fang, you can see it too. It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but this little guy…” Ye Wuchen shook his head with regret and announced the best result.
Fang Zheng sighed helplessly: "Alas, never mind, if it is not destined, don't force it. Brother Ye, are you free after your shift? I recently made a jar of top-grade immortal wine..."
"Hey, buddies, let's talk about this. I will definitely keep the appointment after I get off work!" Ye Wuchen agreed with a smile.
He didn't like drinking, but after becoming the God of Wealth, he was very upset, so he fell in love with the feeling of being tipsy, forgetting his troubles, drinking today and worrying tomorrow!
The two regular celestial officials were talking about work, and Fang Fan felt a little uncomfortable being left out.
In fact, his first choice was not the blood-stained cloth bag, but the best answer, the small iron tripod.
But just when he was about to make a choice, an inspiration suddenly struck him, and he chose the bloodstained cloth bag!
Is it really the wrong choice?
Fang Fan frowned, and hesitated to speak. After hesitating for a long time, he still said: "Sir, I still think this cloth bag is the most valuable. I believe in my intuition. Please let me study it!"
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