She said with an inner voice: "Although the monthly salary is quite high, the prices are so high that it is really not enough. I would be even happier if Madam could give me more."
Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her hand and stroked her chin: "It's not impossible to give you a monthly salary increase, but you also know that a lot of money has been spent on weddings and war preparations. The zombie camp is already very poor.
Having to pay salaries to so many colleagues is simply adding insult to injury.”
It seems that she needs to find the person in charge of the finance department to discuss how to increase the income of the zombie camp.
Tie Nu frowned and said, "Is the zombie camp that poor?"
Xiahou Huan'er played mahjong and glanced at him: "You are not in charge. Of course you don't know how expensive oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea is."
Tie Nu glared: "Isn't the Finance Department responsible for external investment? Don't think I don't know anything."
"Now that the war is raging, you may not be able to make much money by investing abroad." Xiahou Huan'er glared harder than him.
Tie Nu touched the mahjong and suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said: "Madam, why don't we invest in building a world casino? This will definitely make money."
Xiahou Huan'er said with a smile: "It's very profitable to open a world brothel."
Tie Nu said seriously: "Life in this world is not just about drinking, sex and wealth. This will definitely make you money."
Xiahou Huan'er said with a smile: "If you are willing to contribute the capital, I will order someone to do it right away. At worst, you can pay more."
A look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Tie Nu's old face: "Madam, stop making fun of me."
If he had so much money, he wouldn't live in such a simple house.
Xiahou Huan'er seemed to say casually: "Old Tie, don't be humble. You are the captain of the zombie camp. You should have made a lot of money after working for so many years."
Tie Nu stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and smiled dryly: "That's absolutely not the case."
The lady's eyes were so sharp that she was so frightened that he was sweating profusely.
Xiahou Huan'er glanced at him and chuckled: "Old Tie, what are you afraid of? I won't steal your money."
"I, I'm not afraid." She had the nerve to say that she didn't steal his money. She almost emptied his pockets.
"Really? That's very embarrassing, Thirteen." Xiahou Huan'er turned over the cards, her smile so bright that it almost blinded everyone.
"Madam, you are possessed by the God of Wealth today." Love exclaimed, staring at her beautiful cards.
Xiahou Huan'er said without humility: "That's because of my superb poker skills."
Iron Fury threw a wad of money to her like he was cutting flesh, then stood up and said: "It's so evil, it's so evil. I've played mahjong so many times and I've never lost so miserably."
Xiahou Huan'er counted the money and said proudly: "That's because you haven't met a master before."
"Madam, I remembered that I still have some military affairs to deal with, so I'm leaving first." After Tie Nu finished speaking, he turned around and left regardless of whether she agreed or not. If he stayed any longer, he was worried that he would lose even his pants.
"Madam, you have won so much, just let me go." After speaking, Love quickly left the mahjong table and ran as far as she could.
The future, who rarely said anything, calculated and realized that he had actually lost more than two million, and his face instantly turned green.
He said without tears, "Huan'er, I have no money."
Xia Houhuan'er said with a sweet smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't have money, Si Chen has." Her abacus was ringing, and she would never do business without capital.
