Chapter 68 Sangma
Finally, it was Sang Ma, the head of the Z Province branch, who came to the rescue of Phub Ge Sang. She stood up and raised her hand: “This way.”
Qi Gu and Jin Chan walked towards this side and saw Pubu Gesang standing on the ground.
Pubugesang's face was puffed up like a balloon, rounder than the golden toad. He stared at the golden toad with murderous intent in his eyes: "What did you say about me just now?"
Jin Chan: "...That's not true. You must have heard it wrong, hahaha."
Phub Gesang: "In your mind, am I already hard of hearing?"
Jin Chan was stunned by the retort, but suddenly an idea came to his mind: "I mean, you seem to have good luck in making money today, at least you can get this amount!"
The golden toad raised its golden claws towards him.
"You don't think I'm the kind of person who can be easily bribed by money... Four thousand?! That's okay. We are all good friends. How could I take such a small matter to heart? Come and sit down. Have some fruit dessert or drink?" Pubu Gesang pointed at the coffee table, where the afternoon tea menu was available at all times in the tea room of the Z Province branch.
Jin Chan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Qi Gu with a very service-minded attitude: "Master, what would you like to see?"
Qi Gu glanced at the menu handed to him and blurted out, "Half of it, please."
"Wait... let's get one. Can I take the leftovers with me?"
Pubugesang thought that the Z Province was financially independent and did not use the funds of the General Administration, so he was very generous: "Of course you can, don't worry about eating, our minister will definitely welcome it."
Compared to Pubu Gesang who kept joking around for a long time without getting down to business, Sang Ma was much more formal and serious. She extended her wheat-colored hand to Qi Gu with a businesslike smile: "Hello, Master Qi, I am the director of the Z Province Branch of the Abnormal Events Management Bureau. After the investigation and decision of the leader of the headquarters, we believe that you have the ability to join the management bureau, so we sincerely invite you to join our bureau to contribute to the country. As for our treatment, it is a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan + commission system. The more ghosts you catch, the more you earn. At the same time, there are high medical insurance and accidental death insurance. This is a job walking on the edge of life and death. I hope you can make a decision after careful consideration."
Qi Gu only heard the eight words "leader of the General Administration" and "monthly salary of 50,000 yuan".
Phurbu Gesang? Leader of the General Administration? This bureau really has a very flexible approach to employing talent.
Seeing that Qi Gu didn't answer for a long time, Sang Ma's heart sank and the corners of his lips slightly curled up.
She herself knew that this offer was not an attractive one for truly capable masters. After all, they could earn hundreds of thousands of yuan by simply finding a wealthy family to look at their feng shui. How could they look down on a job at the Abnormal Management Bureau that paid low wages and put their lives in danger at any time?
You should know that not long ago, when a team from Province Z was sent to a ghost village in Annan, the entire team was wiped out and no one survived.
That team consisted of elite disciples from various major sects and families in Province Z, the best of the new generation, but they were all wiped out in the same mission.
After that incident, all the major families felt that it was Sang Ma's misjudgment that led everyone into a deadly place, so they reported the matter. Sang Ma was dismissed from his post for a three-month investigation, and was only recently reinstated at the suggestion of Director Lin.
The branch is now short of talent and manpower, and that is also because the major families insist on having their own views. They think that Sang Ma has killed many team members and are unwilling to send their own disciples.
"Don't feel embarrassed if you want to refuse. We won't force you to agree," said Sang Ma.
"Ah? I'm not going to refuse. I'm just thinking that I still have ten episodes of variety shows to shoot, and I'll have to pay a lot of money if I terminate the contract." Qi Gu frowned and started to calculate seriously.
Sang Ma was shocked by this answer, and asked in a fluctuating tone: "Really?"
This was the first time since that incident that a team member agreed to join so readily.
"Of course, but it's better not to have too many tasks. They can be difficult, but not too trivial." Qi Gu said.
Although he is willing to work for the country, he still hopes to lie down more.
It was the first time that Sang Ma heard such a request, and her gaze towards Qi Gu became strange.
This person... is really special.
But, it's good.
The business smile on Sang Ma's face disappeared, replaced by a sincere smile: "Welcome to join us, you don't have to cancel the contract with the program team, we will continue to arrange the filming location of the program team and your task together. Of course, if the difficulty is too high and the safety of other personnel cannot be guaranteed, I will replace all the staff with our people."
"Okay...there is one more question." Qi Guxing's eyes were full of sincerity.
Sang Ma: "You ask."
"So how long do I have to wait for the afternoon tea I ordered just now?"
Sang Ma was speechless but could only answer: "…………You ordered a lot, it may take Auntie a while to finish."
"Aoao." Qi Gu responded twice, staring at the busy aunt in the window with burning eyes. The tenderness in his eyes seemed to indicate that he was looking at his lover of many lifetimes, and others would believe it.
Sang Ma stood up, a little taller than Qi Gu, and said, "I have something else to do. You two can order whatever you want to eat. After eating, you can go to the Human Resources Department to complete the onboarding process, and then go to the Logistics Department to get your uniforms and magic tools."
As she spoke, she walked away in a hurry, taking big strides with her long legs in military boots.
He was wearing combat uniform, obviously going on a mission.
Soon, Aunt Zhao brought out all the orders that Qi Gu had ordered, filling up the entire coffee table.
Aunt Zhao was holding a bowl of mango sago and looked around. Not seeing Sang Ma, she asked, "Is Minister Sang gone?"
Pubugesang: "I think he has another mission, so I'll leave first."
"Oh, I see." Aunt Zhao held the mango sago pudding in her hands, lowered her eyes, and looked disappointed.
Sang Ma used to love the mango sago pudding she made and would order one whenever she passed by the first floor.
But ever since her daughter died in a major incident that many aristocratic families believed was caused by Sang Ma's mistake in command, Sang Ma never came to her again.
Aunt Zhao actually wanted to tell Sang Ma that she believed in her and didn't blame her.
Many people said that Sang Ma was greedy and reckless, and did not care about the lives of his subordinates for his own future, but Aunt Zhao knew that Sang Ma had never been that kind of person.
Aunt Zhao was one of those people with relatively poor talents. She had studied for many years, but her achievements were mediocre and she was simply unable to participate in the battle. Therefore, she took the initiative to enter the cafeteria of the Alien Management Bureau and took on the logistics work.
She has been working in logistics for many years, dedicated to finding out the tastes and preferences of each team member and doing her own rear-line logistics work.
When Sang Ma first joined the bureau, she was a lively girl with fair skin and a bright and sunny face. But with one mission after another, she often faced the departure of her teammates. Sometimes, they were her close friends, sometimes, they were her beloved teachers, and even... her dearest lover.
The smiling little girl has become less smiling, her long hair has been cut short, her skin has changed from fair to wheat-colored, and many things have changed, but Sang Ma still likes to eat the mango sago pudding she made.
But now... Sang Ma doesn't even want to eat the mango sago pudding she made.
Although Aunt Zhao was sad about her daughter's death and briefly resented Sang Ma, who was in charge of commanding the battle, that hatred was just instinctive.
She has watched every step of Sang Ma's growth and knows clearly that Sang Ma is definitely not the kind of girl who would disregard other people's lives for the sake of achievements.
“Next time, next time.” Aunt Zhao murmured while holding the mango sago.
Qi Gu said: "What's wrong with you?"
Only then did Aunt Zhao realize that she had been crying without knowing when.
Tears splashed into the sago, ruining the dessert.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm so sorry." Aunt Zhao wiped her tears and turned back to the production room.
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The two of them and the toad finished all the desserts, and went to the Human Resources Department and the Logistics Department as Sang Ma said, and soon received the corresponding things. Qi Gu was very curious about the high-tech box used to catch ghosts at first, but he was soon told that its instruction manual was higher than his own, and instantly felt that this thing was a useless product.
Where can I find a useful purple gold gourd?
When this topic was mentioned, Pubugesang took the opportunity to suggest that the scientific research department wanted to borrow his purple gold gourd for research to see if they could develop further ghost-catching boxes.
Qi Gu naturally agreed.
"By the way, where did you get this gourd?" Phub Gesang asked casually, "Does that vine still grow gourds now?"
Qi Gu: "…My master left it to me. He said it would be our temple's heirloom from now on. Although our temple was actually founded by him, there are only two generations in my family."
When it comes to topics related to his master, Qi Gu became much more talkative, and his extended conversations became longer.
"That iron ball last time was also given to you by your master, right? He has so many good things." Pubugesang said with envy.
I really want to get the same master.
Jin Chan discovered the point: "Master's master has so many magical instruments, how could he be an ordinary person?"
Qi Gu: "Maybe it's just a coincidence."
Jin Chan still felt that there was a big problem, but seeing that Qi Gu seemed to have his own firm stance, he didn't say anything more.
Pubugesang held the purple gold gourd and said, "I will take this gourd back to the bureau first. Once I have finished studying it, I will immediately bring it back to you."
Qi Gu: "Express delivery is also OK."
Pubu Gesang said honestly: "Actually, I mainly want to see the grand opening of your Taoist temple and have a feast... After all, this is considered a business trip, and the bureau can reimburse the round-trip fare."
Qi Gu: “…6.”
I didn't expect that Pubu Gesang, at such a young age, is actually an expert at expense reimbursement. I'm so disrespectful!
Phub Gesang said with the tone of an experienced person: "There is a lot to learn here. I will teach you slowly later."
Then, under Qi Gu's admiring gaze, he walked away with his short legs. After taking two steps, he turned back and said, "I almost forgot the most important thing."
"What's the matter?" Qi Gu was aroused by him.
"Do you have Mu Xingchen's contact information? He promised to give me two cans of lollipops in Qingji Mountain, but he hasn't fulfilled his promise yet!" said Pubugesang.
Qi Gu:.
Qi Gu: "XXXXXXXXXX, this is his phone number, please contact him yourself."
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