Jiang Chen was delighted in his heart, but his face remained expressionless. He looked her up and down carefully, muttering to himself.
"He's 1.7 meters tall, looks old, has a square face, but not a hunchback. His hair is well-groomed, his clothing is average, and he's a veteran security guard..."
He seemed to be seriously evaluating how much Lao Wei could be sold for.
But every word is a little bit heartbreaking.
"Who are you calling old, you little brat? Ghostly aura +... hair, are you selling a human or a dog? Ghostly aura +..."
Uncle Wei took deep breaths and tried hard to resist the urge to slap the boy to death.
"That's enough, you kid, can't you see the long-term? I'm already the new king of the underworld, and you only care about the little bit of corruption?"
Listen to this.
Jiang Chen pondered for a moment, then revealed a look of sudden enlightenment.
"That's right! Lao Wei, you are now crowned king, so..."
His eyes lit up: "There's something to do! There's a lot to do!"
"Our security department now has a king as its backer. So much potential! Isn't business booming?"
"Old Wei, now that you're in Yama, could you please suggest that we spread early childhood education throughout Kyushu, and let me take charge of it?"
These words left Uncle Wei stunned.
He stared at Jiang Chen intently.
The look was full of pity, as if he was looking at a silly child.
I'm the king, and you're telling me about popularizing early childhood education?
This sounds so strange. It's like asking a provincial leader to contract the job of emptying the garbage in all the local school cafeterias to you.
It would be nice if you could just contract a canteen!
Jiang Chen, on the other hand, continued chattering, even pulling out a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes and handing him a cigarette, saying in a fawning manner, "Old Wei, think about it carefully. In our security department, you're the top leader, and I'm the second-in-command."
"Who am I to you?"
"Confidant!"
"Give me this job in the future. Let's make it big and strong. All the ghost messengers will have to depend on us whether they can get up in the morning or not. Isn't that awesome?"
"After this step, if we continue to work hard, the underworld will be in our pockets..."
When he said here.
Uncle Wei, who looked like a fool, suddenly jumped up, came to the door, looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no surveillance.
Then he sternly scolded her, "Don't take me with you if you're looking for death. I don't have such a big idea about the underworld!"
"I shouldn't have even mentioned this. You're such a daredevil! Ghostly Aura +60,000!"
See this.
Jiang Chen became even more excited.
He tried harder to persuade.
"Haha, Lao Wei, people change. You haven't experienced the benefits of power yet."
"Once you've experienced it, the feeling of thousands of ghost messengers circling you at the drop of a hat, then you'll understand."
"And think about it."
"We are both still young. You are only a little over ten years old. I heard that ghost cultivators are not easy to kill."
"I'm lighter and more handsome."
"What about those Yama Luos? They are already several centuries old. Reincarnation, reincarnation, how many more centuries can they live?"
Old Wei dodged and covered Jiang Chen's mouth tightly.
"Just shut up, damn it! If you keep pushing me like that, I don't know how many more days the King of Samsara can live. You should be dead in a dozen or so! Ghost Energy +120,000!"
"cough……"
He quickly changed the subject: "Don't talk about those trivial things, let's get down to business."
"Do you know what King Pingdeng said to me before he left?"
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