"I said...have you been promoted below?" Lan Yihe asked tentatively.
"Get promoted to a shitty job!"
Cao Ning waved his hands and said speechlessly: "I have made a lot of contributions, but I was not included in the promotion... Ahem, of course, I am very satisfied with the compensation plan and accept it humbly."
"Ooooooo!"
Looking at the door, the two people were chatting happily, and they were not happy to be treated as air.
I yelled twice, but still no one answered.
"Compensatory measures?"
The old man frowned and looked around Cao Ning: "Zhen Zhengzhen... This is not like you kid. You are not rewarded for your due credit, but you can actually accept it? Are you planning to abandon evil and do good?"
"Looking at what you said, then I am also a member of the underworld, okay? I am willing to sacrifice myself and shine for the underworld. Isn't that what I should do?"
With that said, Cao Ning patted the old man and said straightly: "Old man, I'm not telling you, your ideological consciousness is not good enough. How can you only think about getting promoted and making a fortune for the benefit of the underworld? Can you still have some professionalism?"
"Look at me, I don't need a promotion. I'm just fine as a ferryman."
"I advise you to stop thinking about getting promoted in the future and just be yourself."
"Ooooooo!"
Anyone who feels wronged will cry!
It feels really uncomfortable to be exposed like this.
"Huh??? Hey, no, no, you are definitely not holding back anything good, right?"
Lan Yihe squinted his eyes and looked at it: "It's not like these words can come out of your mouth... It must be some kind of benefit to you from below. Otherwise, how could it be possible with your drive to never make mistakes?
Do you work for nothing and don’t get paid?”
"You look down on people, right? Hey, old man, do you look down on people?"
Cao Ning puffed up his chest and shouted: "If I take something, I will be your grandson... The compensation I get is all earned through my personality charm."
"You're the only one with a charming personality? Bah!"
Lan Yihe said a few words of disdain.
It's also because he was so busy during this period that he didn't have time to learn about the affairs of the underworld.
In addition, his place is deserted enough that it is impossible to find an acquaintance to chat with, which leads to a lack of information.
"If you don't believe me, throw it away. I can still force you to go and verify it... Go ahead and come over and join in the fun."
"Ooooooo!"
Cao Ning followed Di Ting's butt with a kick, and it was this kick that scared the old man into a cold sweat.
"Damn it, brat, why are you still waiting to listen to me? I, I, I, what I just said to you is all in vain?"
Lan Yihe looked at Diting in panic, but after looking at it for a while, the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Di Ting was not angry, but walked away feeling aggrieved.
"This, this, this..."
The old man looked at Cao Ning in disbelief: "What's going on? What kind of ecstasy did your boy take for Mr. Diting? Is this still a prehistoric beast?"
"Hey, this is a secret!"
Cao Ning grinned and turned to greet Di Ting to be quiet.
The latter was indeed very obedient, and his muttering voice immediately became much quieter.
"Master, Master..."
Just when Lan Yihe was wondering, Zhu Xiaoming twisted his waist and ran toward the small building.
Every step I took was like an earthquake, shaking the ground.
Lan Yihe immediately stopped him loudly: "Hey, hey, fat man, please slow down, if you take a few more steps, my small building will collapse."
"Hmm??? Hehe, it's not that exaggerated!"
Zhu Xiaoming walked up to him nonchalantly and said with a smile: "Old man, just get used to it slowly. When my master builds the factory, we will be neighbors and we will inevitably visit each other." ωωw.
"Factory? Just wait for me!"
Lan Yihe heard that there was a problem and looked at Cao Ning with big eyes: "Is it you, Boss Cao, who is co-organizing the acquisition of land and building a factory?"
"Hehe, this..."
Cao Ning smiled awkwardly and scratched his head: "Well, I just want to help you improve the configuration of the crematorium."
"Old man, think about it. If someone comes to pay a funeral in the future, they can go to my place to transport ghost coins. Then the business volume will expand infinitely. Your business here will also get better and better."
"You kid, stop fooling me!"
Lan Yihe took a deep breath and said contemptuously: "I have a lot of that stuff in my warehouse. You kid is obviously here to steal my business."
"Then how can we steal your business? You are in the business of living people, and I am in the business of dead people. There is no conflict between us at all."
"You little brat, please stop confusing me with concepts. I, I, I... I'll fight you for it!"
"I...Old man, why are you...Hey, hey, hey, don't come over here!"
"You bastard, don't run away...I'll fight you!"
"..."
Seeing the two chasing each other away, Zhu Xiaoming scratched his head in astonishment.
"Why are these two people fighting again... Hey, listen to what delicious food you are eating... Hey, it smells so good... Hee hee, can you let me eat some too...
"
"Hey, hey, I won't eat. Isn't it okay if I don't eat? Don't bite me. It hurts..."
Zhu Xiaoming was just about to come over and have a bite, but unexpectedly, he was pushed away by Di Ting who was protecting the food.
The aggrieved Zhu Xiaoming sat on the ground with his mouth flat and made a grimace.
"Hmph, what's the big deal? If you don't give it to me, you won't give it to me. The takeaway I ordered will be here soon, and I'll be hungry for you...a little bit..."
Angry at Di Ting's food-protecting behavior, Zhu Xiaoming immediately turned on his phone to check the location of the delivery man.
As soon as he clicked on the map for positioning, he immediately became happy.
"Ah hahaha, I really want to get whatever I want. My takeaway has already arrived... Huh, let's see how hungry I am when I get it back."
The excited Zhu Xiaoming immediately got up and ran excitedly towards the crematorium gate.
The rumble outside the door attracted Di Ting's attention.
It stood at the door and looked at Zhu Xiaoming's plump back, so greedy that it almost burst out of its mouth.
The next second, it jumped out of the window and followed along the roof.
...
"Where's my takeout? Where's my takeout?"
Zhu Xiaoming ran out and looked around excitedly, looking left and right, but he didn't even find the delivery boy.
"Hey, where did the person go...Emma, when did you run behind me?"
Seeing that he couldn't find anyone, Zhu Xiaoming was about to go back and wait, but as soon as he turned around, a wretched man in yellow clothes and a helmet suddenly appeared behind him.
The man seemed to be seriously ill, his face was as white as snow, and he was holding a fully packaged takeaway in his hand.
"Is this the takeout you ordered?"
The man's voice sounded weak and weak, as if he had no strength at all.
"It should be mine!"
Zhu Xiaoming stretched out his hand to take it, but unexpectedly, the takeout slipped from the man's hand and fell to the ground.
"Hey, why are you like this? Even if you don't want to take the order, you can't waste food."
Zhu Xiaoming said something angrily and lowered his head to pick up the takeaway. Unexpectedly, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the man in front of him.
Then two blood-stained fangs were exposed, and sharp nails grew on the outstretched hands.
"Jiejiejie... takeaway... it should be delicious!"
