Suddenly having some free time, Wen Li felt a bit bored, so she started going to her funeral parlor every day.
Few people come to have their fortunes told, given the price. However, a customer comes every two or three days, so Wenli still makes a lot of money.
Xie Zhan worked as a greeter outside, and surprisingly, he attracted quite a few customers.
However, when these customers came in, they were all dumbfounded.
During Wen Li's stay in Chaoyun City, Xie Zhan harassed her almost every day with his mobile phone, frantically demanding a raise for him.
Now that Wen Li is back, Xie Zhan goes straight to her office, crying and begging for more money.
Wen Li refused, so Xie Zhan excitedly floated on Wen Li's desk, pointed his finger towards the door, and shouted, "Fine, if you don't agree, I'll hang myself at your office door today."
Upon hearing this, Wen Li indeed stirred, her gaze falling on Xie Zhan.
Xie Zhan thought Wen Li was scared, and snorted coldly: "Even if I haven't done anything meritorious, I have worked hard, and besides..."
Xie Zhan glanced at the office door, floated over and quickly closed it, then said loudly, "Besides, I gave you so many burial goods, don't I deserve your monthly salary of 100,000?"
Wen Li laughed: "Two months have passed, and you've raised your salary again?"
She remembered that a few months ago Xie Zhan said that a salary of 70,000 or 80,000 would be enough for him, but now he's asking for 100,000.
Moreover, Wen Li gave Xie Zhan a raise before she left, and it's only been two months, and the dog emperor is already dissatisfied again?
Sure enough, Xie Zhan looked at Wen Li guiltily, but his tone was aggrieved: "I went to see my beloved concubine a few days ago. She said she wanted a Hermes Kelly series crocodile skin bag, which costs several hundred thousand."
Wen Li: "...Then can't you refuse?"
Xie Zhan's eyes widened instantly, looking at Wen Li with disapproval: "I'm a man! Of course I'll buy my wife what she wants!"
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