Chapter 337 Fangran finally understood why the participants seemed to be rich
"Well, okay, I received it."
Seeing that the young miracle doctor in front of him accepted the most shabby payment in his life, the young assistant finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Great, I finally didn't screw up.
But little did he know that the 'miraculous doctor' sitting opposite him was already in a state of confusion.
Fangran stared closely at his hand, which was already in his hand and belonged to him...
Fifty dollars!
There must be some people who are disdainful and feel that they are so worthless.
Fangran took a deep breath and thought this way, but when he saw the fifty-yuan bill in his hand, he just wanted to refute it in his heart.
Although Fang's father and mother taught him not to spend money randomly since he was a child and he has always been frugal and has no pocket money except for monthly living expenses, Fangran is not short of the fifty yuan. The key is not the denomination, but the
...
These fifty [31 Novels Network ] updates quickly are equivalent to nothing!
o(*≧Д≦)ツ┏━┓(slapping the table for emphasis)
Not to mention that this was the first time in his life that he had made money and experienced this kind of joy. With just a wave of his hand, he got fifty yuan...
This is not too simple, it is equivalent to a simple and clear truth for everyone.
Aren't you happy that you picked up fifty yuan for nothing?
You must be happy, after all, the only thing that everyone likes is money.
So...huge profits!
Fangran swallowed hard and thought silently about charging a high price of fifty for just a few points of mana worth less than a minute.
Isn't it too dark...
At the same time, when he thinks that he can make people fall asleep easily, if he meets a beautiful woman alone in the middle of the night, wouldn't he do whatever he wants...hehehe...pop!
Ahem, I'm sorry, I'm a bit offended. I did read too many books in the past.
In short, he once again realized from small things what kind of absolute advantage the participants' abilities represented to ordinary people. Fangran nodded with great solemnity in his heart. He didn't know how many times he had felt similar thoughts in his heart.
I deeply realized that [Sleep Card] is really a terrible card.
At the same time, he felt that he had found a way to make a fortune. Fangran finally understood with a serious look on his face...
Why do the other participants I know seem to be rich?
"Well, doctor...doctor, can you let the chairman stay like this for now? I haven't seen him sleeping so soundly for a long time."
"Oh! Uh-huh, no problem, no problem! Go to sleep, go to sleep, you're welcome!"
Facing the young assistant who had received so much money for basically doing nothing and was very polite to him, Fangran quickly waved his hands and said:
"I can just sleep on the sofa."
Young assistant: "..."
Why... does this sound so strange to me...
On the sofa, Fangran looked at the fifty yuan bill in his hand, feeling that every pore was filled with joy. He silently put it into his pocket, and then with a happy look on his face, he took the white coat he had just used for fun.
He took it off, stretched his hands forward cutely, and used it as a sleeved apron and then put it back on to serve as a quilt.
A set of cute threesomes. If there wasn't a man in a suit who was awake and carefully taking care of the old man in the suit, and if it wasn't the small bed in his rental house, Fangran would have wanted to roll around in the quilt.
Yawning, with the satisfaction of making money for the first time, Fangran thought to himself...
This time no one will disturb the baby's sleep.
Falling into a drowsy sleep.
After a long absence, he dreamed again of the dream he had on the Pearl of the Night.
He lifted up the miraculous dark night sky, the sun and moon began to shine, the stars and arrows, and the moment when his thoughts surged like a tidal wave, he opened...
"ah!!!!!"
puff!!!!!!
Someone shouted in shock, and Fangran woke up with a shiver. He was so frightened that he spat out. He shrank back suddenly and covered his chest with his white coat in panic (...), with a sleepy look on his face.
Xingjia was confused, and an idea came to his subconscious mind.
Damn it! What happened? Was there an earthquake? Or was it a fire?
Damn it! Could it be that a plane hit us?
Then he was stunned for a second, and then Fangran saw clearly what had happened. He saw the old man in a suit sitting on the chair in front of the desk with a shocked look on his face, and there were still sleep marks on his face.
The huge shock in his eyes and his mouth opened wide showed the fact that he had just 'drinked' loudly.
What the hell!!!
Uncle, do you want to go to heaven?
Why do you have to yell when you wake up?
Do you want to scare this baby to death?
丶(╬◣д◢)ノ(anger)
The corner of Fangran's mouth twitched as he looked at the old man in a suit who insisted on blabbering when he woke up for some reason, and the complaints in his heart continued like a torrent of river water.
However, the old man in a suit obviously didn't know this. He was stunned and confused. Then he saw the young assistant next to him who was anxious but didn't know how to speak. He came to his senses slightly and asked in a hollow voice:
"What happened to me just now?"
"Chairman, you just fell asleep."
The young assistant replied quickly, and at the same time looked at the old man in a suit carefully, worried that something was wrong with him, but he only saw that the corners of the old man's eyebrows had stretched a lot, and his face was slightly red.
"I am asleep!?"
The old man in a suit asked in great surprise, feeling incredible because he couldn't remember anything.
His memory only stayed at the time when he drank the cup of light brown liquid in a gulp of anger, sneered and planned to see what the unreliable young man in front of him could say to him next...
Then it fell apart.
So consciousness emerged from scratch. After realizing himself, he screamed in fright.
But what did he hear?
The old man in a suit looked confused and shocked. The fact he got from his most trusted assistant was...
Did you just fall asleep?
I just drank that cup and I didn’t know what it was. I just felt something a little sweet and fell asleep simply!?
He looked at his hands in disbelief, and then surprisingly felt the fullness after a mental rest, and a feeling of comfort that spread all over his body from his bones.
"Yes, Chairman, you fell asleep after drinking that glass of something. This doctor's medicine is really effective!"
The young assistant said with a happy face. He had noticed that the eyebrows of the old man in the suit had relaxed a lot and his face was rosier.
Hearing this, the old man in a suit was stunned for a moment, and quickly tried to look for the figure of the young man in front of him just now.
Then he saw the 'miraculous doctor' he wanted to thank, wearing a white coat with sleeves behind his back. He looked like he had been frightened awake, huddled on the side of the sofa in confusion.
But he was worthy of being a successful and famous person, and he immediately realized that his frightened shouting had disturbed Fangran's rest.
"I was so rude just now, Xiao Wang, how long have I been sleeping?"
He solemnly nodded and apologized to Fangran with a smile. The old man in the suit was able to smile after a long sleep. Then he looked at the assistant beside him, and his face finally lost the oppressive feeling that he had when he came in.
He has a bit of generosity and kindness that suits his age.
"Almost more than an hour."
"Is it."
The smile on the face of the old man in a suit slowly spread with joy. In the hour just now, he experienced a feeling that he had not experienced for a long time.
There is no anxiety, no uneasiness, and no inexplicable feeling that I always have to do something.
I just closed my eyes and fell asleep, thinking about nothing, as if I only had a second of peace.
Unexpectedly, when Fang Ran heard this, he looked confused. He subconsciously glanced at the quartz clock in the office.
Just past a point....
Fang Ran: "..."
puff!
Wait, even though it was less than ten points, I remember that I clearly used more than two points of magic energy that would make a normal person sleep to death.
I go!
Fangran couldn't help but cover his face, complaining that he couldn't face it.
Sir, how serious your insomnia must be to have such a passive magic resistance that weakens the magic effect by half!