Jinghuai slowly opened his eyes: "What are you doing?"
"Guanzhu, it's time to collect the money." Lu Xi approached diligently.
Jinghuai didn't even raise his eyelids and said casually: "You can take it yourself."
"No!" Lu Xi wanted to accept it, but she was born with a fortune. "You are my immediate boss, so of course you have to do the collecting of money." These words were spoken with righteousness.
Jinghuai looked at her with a half-smile, then opened the payment code on his mobile phone.
Cui Qianran held her breath and transferred money quickly.
She could still get a little closer in front of Master Lu Xi, but this handsome man whom the master called his immediate boss, although he looked as gentle and harmless as jade, Cui Qianran and Tian Ning both wanted to keep away from him.
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Cui Qianran originally came to the temple to offer incense and worship Buddha, but she didn’t even enter the temple and didn’t see the Buddha. However, she accidentally saved her life. She immediately transferred 10,000 yuan to it and made sure to add Lu Xi’s WeChat account.
Finally, he left.
Not far away, a young girl with a young face and a high ponytail rubbed her eyes suspiciously. Did two women leave just now, or three?
"Viewer, do you think we should discuss it?" Lu Xi looked eagerly at the freshly received 10,000 yuan on WeChat on Jinghuai's mobile phone.
Jinghuai waved the phone in front of her eyes, watching her eyes follow the phone, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "How do you want to discuss it?"
Lu Xi immediately replied: "It's salary plus field service installment payment."
"Oh! What kind of installment method is it again?" Jinghuai Jun looked at her with a smile.
Lu Xi took a deep breath and said his ultimate goal: "It is to pay one thousand yuan a day until all salary commissions are paid."
This one thousand yuan is already the upper limit of her money-breaking life. As long as the money in her pocket exceeds one thousand yuan, she will not be able to keep it.
So what about a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan a month, or a commission of 5,000 yuan? What you really get is still only the 1,000 yuan. It is better to turn the monthly salary into a daily salary. At least there is still some hope for this day.
Jinghuai looked at her intently, looking at poor Lu Xi who was doing everything in her power and money. Her heart was in a state of confusion, and she finally nodded in agreement and happily transferred a thousand yuan to her.
Lu Xi almost cried with joy. Others could not understand the pain of being born in Xuanmen and being born with a lot of shortcomings and a lack of salary.
On weekdays, it's fine. One thousand yuan is enough for food, drinks and fun, but even if I go on a long trip, I can't even afford a plane ticket.
It’s all because God is so stingy. From my previous life to this life, my pocket money has only risen to four digits, which is still the lowest among the four digits.
Lu Xi complained silently in his heart.
Suddenly the sunny sky turned cloudy, especially directly above her, dark clouds shrouded her.
Lu Xi's expression changed, and he skillfully found a regular charity organization and made a hundred rounds of it.
The dark clouds were still there, covering her head directly.
Lu Xi had no expression on his face and turned five hundred times to enter.
The dark clouds parted and it was sunny and sunny again.
Not only is he stingy but also stingy, he is stingy and refuses to let anyone talk.
Lu Xi's body was full of black resentment, and he could compete with Miss Li Gui just now.
Jinghuai glanced up at the sky thoughtfully, then looked at Lu Xi, who had gloomy features and deep hatred, and covered his face with his hands, unable to hide the smile on his lips.
Lu Xi looked over with a pair of dark eyes, Jinghuai put his fist to his lips, coughed lightly, and covered his ears.
"Do you tell fortunes here?" The little girl with a high ponytail came over.
Lu Xi raised his head and saw her, with a standard smile on his face again. He is a working man, and he has to smile to welcome people no matter how difficult it is.
"What do you want to count?"
Jinghuai, who was only responsible for collecting money next to him, fell asleep again.
"I want to calculate whether my boyfriend and I are destined?" Gao Qiuqiu, with bright eyes, opened a photo of a young man on his phone and pushed it over.
Lu Xi looked at the photo and wondered: "He is your boyfriend?"
Gao Qiuqiu straightened her chest and raised her head, but her eyes wandered: "Of course, my husband."
"It's a pity that you two have no fate." Lu Xi shook his head, "Your husband probably doesn't know that there is a wife like you, and he is now haunted by a female ghost and has too much time to take care of himself."
Hearing this, Gao Qiuqiu became anxious: "Hey! Why are you still cursing people? My idol is fine, but you, a talented woman, are haunted by ghosts."
Lu Xi was not going to argue with the little girl who looked fourteen or five years old in front of him, but he just said: "Your idol's life is not in danger for the time being, but if you don't go back now, I'm afraid you will have to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots."
Gao Qiuqiu's expression changed, he looked around with his eyes, and became angry: "What, your calculations are not accurate at all."
The little girl turned around and left angrily.
"When you go back, go to the right. If someone calls you, plug your ears. Don't listen, don't look, and don't come forward to help."
Lu Xi's plain voice came from behind, but it was inexplicably heard by the angry Gao Qiuqiu.
Gao Qiuqiu was in the third grade of junior high school this year and was only fifteen years old. She had a conflict with her family and ran away from home in anger because she heard that her idol had appeared near Yanhua Temple, so she came here.
Gao Qiuqiu's home was not far from here. She was carrying a backpack, frowning, and muttering. Although she didn't believe Lu Xi's words, she was still afraid that she would be late when she returned, so she had to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots, and her speed continued to increase.
There was no one on the road ahead. There was a semi-old van parked on the left. Gao Qiuqiu's heart suddenly jumped violently, and Lu Xi's words to go to the right suddenly rang in his ears.
Gao Qiuqiu tightened the straps of his backpack and walked faster, almost trotting.
Just after walking more than ten meters, a voice suddenly came from behind. A pregnant woman holding her big belly next to the van screamed.
But there was a vague figure inside the van.
Gao Qiuqiu subconsciously stopped, but at this time Lu Xi's words again sounded in his ears: don't listen, don't look, don't help.
Gao Qiuqiu buried his head and ran forward, panting while running, and bumped into someone.
She was startled, and when she looked up, it was her mother.
The next second someone grabbed her ears, which were red and painful. Gao Ma grabbed her ears and cursed: "You damn girl, if you dare to run away next time, I won't let you down."
Discount."
Gao Qiuqiu's mouth hurt, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "Mom, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore."
Sometimes, a moment of anger may lead to separation between heaven and man.
other end
As soon as Gao Qiuqiu left, a man wearing a hat, a scarf covering most of his face, and huge sunglasses walked over in a suspicious manner, staring here and there.
"Just now you said that the man was haunted by a female ghost, is it true?" the man asked as soon as he sat down.
"Who?" Lu Xi asked him knowingly.
If you come to have your fortune told, if you don't explain things clearly and don't even dare to show your face, then what's your fortune?
The visitor took out a photo from his mobile phone, and it was Gao Qiuqiu's idol.
Lu Xi saw that he was still wrapped up tightly: "No one can see you here. You can take off your equipment."
The man looked around again and found that no one passing by was looking this way.
The combination of the three of them is absolutely eye-catching. Lu Xi and Jing Huai are both beautiful. The man is wrapped up like a wanted criminal. The rate of turning heads when walking on the road is not to say 100%, but at least 90%.
The man then took off his equipment and smiled awkwardly: "Miss Lu, no, Master Lu, I did this just in case."
