The world has changed, but the rules are still the same!
The elderly in the family all hope that their children and grandchildren will have a stable job. They do not seek wealth, but want peace and health.
"Okay, I'll give you these eight guys! What are the conditions for you to be promoted from the ninth-level deacon to the eighth-level deacon? Let me see if I can help you meet it!"
Fang Yue led Sima Xiao into the house.
The ancients said it right, when a long drought comes and the rain comes, and when you meet an old friend in a foreign land, they are all happy events in life.
Although this damn fat man is not very reliable and likes to betray his teammates. When Fang Yue met him in the divine city, he still felt an inexplicable closeness in his heart. "Don't mention it! This Wanxiang Pavilion is so dark. Everyone who joins Wanxiang Pavilion must
Start from the bottom and climb up step by step! Just like VIP upgrades, the people in Wanxiang Pavilion are also divided into nine grades and eighteen grades. Just the deacon is divided into nine grades. The status and rights of each grade are different.
Heaven and Earth
Don't!
But it is difficult for deacons to be promoted. Just from the ninth to the eighth level, you need to complete the task of 50 million spiritual stones. I have a special code, how can I give him such a big job!"
Sima laughed and cursed. He felt that Wanxiang Pavilion was very dark and a trap!
Fang Yue rolled his eyes: "How much can these eight guys sell for?"
Sima Xiao glanced at it: "At most, one hundred thousand spirit stones would be sufficient to support death! There is no shortage of innate talent in the divine city!"
"Then how much quota do you still need to be promoted to the eighth-level deacon?"
Fang Yue asked.
Sima smiled and said: "Fifty million..."
Fang Yue rolled his eyes: "Well, I'll help you fill in the 50 million limit, but if something happens to me, you have to help me!"
"Fifty million spiritual stones... just you?"
Sima smiled with doubt on his face.
But immediately, he showed a surprised expression, and Sima smiled and patted his thigh.
"I remember, you are the real rich man and landowner! If you sell a little of the resources you extorted, I will have the title of eighth-class deacon!"
Sima smiled with excitement on his face.
He really wanted to see the expression on the face of the old man in his family when he knew that he had risen from ninth-level deacon to eighth-level deacon in just one month!
Hehe, that look must be quite exciting!
"No, I keep those things for use, and I'm not going to sell them yet. Take this jar of Baicao Liquid and help me sell it. I should be able to get a good price!"
Fang Yue waved his hand, and a jar of Baicao Liquid fell in front of Sima Xiao.
Sima Xiao was speechless: "Fang Yue, things like Baicao Liquid that are not on the market are all over the streets in the city of God, so you can't sell a few spiritual stones at all!"
I thought Fang Yue would come up with something earth-shattering, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a jar of Baicao Liquid.
This thing is used for washing feet in the family, okay?
Not to mention fifty million spiritual stones, even fifty spiritual stones may not be wanted by anyone!
"My eldest young master Sima, you have been in my shop for so long, and you haven't even noticed that I sell things?"
Fang Yue was completely hopeless.
When he was in Yandu, he was buying Baicao Liquid that could extend life in full swing. This guy didn't even know about it.
"Ah? What are you selling?" Sima Xiao chuckled: "I really haven't paid attention to this. Regarding the affairs of the Yan Kingdom, I focused all my energy on the research of my sacred artifact! As for the external affairs, I
Didn’t pay too much attention to observe!”
"My Baicao Liquid can extend your life. Under the realm of heaven and earth, a drop of Baicao Liquid can extend your life by half a month! What a shame, my Baicao Liquid is so popular, you don't even know any news about it!"
Fang Yue doesn't even know what this guy is thinking about every day!
After Sima Xiao heard the effect of Baicao Liquid, he immediately became energetic!
"A precious medicine that can prolong life? Hey, this is always popular in the city of God! It doesn't matter if your realm is low, you can buy it for your children and grandchildren! After eating it, your life span will be increased, and you can use it when your realm is high!
Are they all life-extending medicine?"
Sima Xiao swallowed.
Fang Yue's container is really scary.
Life-extending elixirs are rare and rare, and people only store them in jade bottles or something like that.
If you take a big jar and don’t know it, you might think it’s liquor!
"There are about 1,500 drops of Baicao liquid in it. You should consider selling it! This is the first batch. I will give you the second batch in ten days!"
Fang Yue was unhurried and unhurried.
In fact, he still had a lot of Baicao liquid in his hand. When he was in Yandu, he had nothing to do and cooked dozens of pots in a serious manner!
But things are more valuable when they are scarce. If too much is released at once, it will definitely have a counterproductive effect.
The water flows slowly.
The real way is to let the market stir up Baicao Liquid first.
Sima Xiao looked at the jar of Baicao liquid, and his mouth turned crooked in laughter at the fastest speed!
Regardless of whether the task quota can be reached if this transaction continues, a new life-extending drug has been launched in the Divine City, which is enough to make him famous in the Divine City!
When he thought of the wonderful expression of the old man at home, Sima Xiao's heart was filled with joy!
Sima Xiao was sent away. Fang Yue had already started researching his own new elixir formula. If one method didn't work, then he would try another one!
Fang Yue didn't believe it. He had the spirit of perseverance, but he really couldn't understand the true meaning of life and heaven!
Divine City, Wanxiang Pavilion.
Sima Xiao led eight slaves back happily.
Turning around, Sima Xiao just stepped through the door of Wanxiang Pavilion.
A slightly sharp voice, like an awl stabbing at me! "Hey, isn't this our Young Master Sima! Why, there are no treasures to sell, so I sold a few slaves from the slave market to fill up my performance! Tsk, Tsk, Young Master Sima, this is not the case.
It's like your style! Eight little guys with seven levels of innate talent can't even sell three melons and two dates. Otherwise, what's your name?
Brother Sheng, can I share some of my achievements with you?"
Sima Xiao turned back coldly.
In fact, he knew where this annoying voice came from without even looking.
Wu Jian.
A disciple of the Wu family, an immortal family. He comes from a branch lineage, but his own talent is extremely strong.
At the age of eighteen, he has entered the ranks of the fifth level of innateness.
He came to Wanxiang Pavilion in the same group as Sima Xiao. But he was different from Sima Xiao, who made trouble every day and was not loved by his grandma and uncle.
Although Wu Jian comes from a branch of the family, he has been cared for by his family elders since he was a child because of his talent.
This time Wu Jian came to Wanxiang Pavilion. On the first day, his uncle signed a deal for him for five million spiritual stones.
Although this is still far from the promotion quota of 50 million spiritual stones, at the very least, it is the first step in a long march of thousands of miles.
Even the leader of Sima Xiao and Wu Jian, the fifth-class deacon Chen Yan, admired Wu Qi very well. Would he have targeted Sima Xiao in order to please Wu Jian?
Sima Xiao's face turned slightly dark.
Without saying a word, Deng Deng Deng went upstairs and returned to his work station with a group of slaves.
Wanxiangge, the only thing we care about is your performance.
No matter how many verbal disputes there are, they are far less dazzling than excellent performance.
"Sima Xiao, tomorrow is the time to display your products! You wouldn't say that you want to use these slaves as the top products you want to display!"
Sima smiled at his workstation, but his buttocks were still hot from sitting there.
Chen Yan walked over with an old face and said to Sima Xiao in a very rude tone.
"You don't have to worry about my business!" Sima Xiao raised his eyelids and glanced at Chen Yan, not even bothering to do the etiquette of getting up.
He will treat others the same way others treat him.
Chen Yan?
What something!
An old dog from a declining family spent the whole day licking Wu Jian's thighs.
There was a snap.
Chen Yan slapped the table hard.
Sima Xiao's wooden table was shaking constantly.
"Sima Xiao, what do you mean? You don't want to do it? I'm reminding you! Is this your attitude?"
Chen Yan's saliva flew everywhere, making Sima smile.
Sima Xiao slowly took out a tissue from the table and wiped the saliva from his face.
"That's right! I really don't want to do this anymore. Fire me if you can!"
Sima Xiao said in a mean tone.
It is full of provocation.
In an instant, the office was filled with smoke.
Chen Yan glared at Sima Xiao fiercely and was choked to the point that he could not utter a single word.
To put it bluntly, he is a guide for Sima Xiao and Wu Jian.
As the leader, he has the right to make criticisms and suggestions to the superiors. As for expulsion? Not even the first-class deacon dared to say.
If it is an ordinary employee, then it will be opened.
But Sima Xiao is a typical guanxi household. Are you going to fire on him? That would be a slap in the face of the Sima family!
Chen Yan can guarantee that if he announces his dismissal of Sima Xiao now, he will be dead on the street in the afternoon.
On the surface of the holy city, everything is peaceful and calm, but the dirty activities below are even worse than other places!
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The rivers and lakes in the divine city are particularly murderous.
"Okay, Sima Xiao, just wait and see when you and Wu Jian have an exhibition tomorrow. If you can't come up with something good, how will the Sima family deal with you? Hmph!"
Chen Yan said harsh words, turned around and left.
Sima Xiao glanced at Chen Yan's back as he disappeared into the crowd, and just said lightly: "Noisy!"
The next day.
Divine City Wanxiang Pavilion.
On the first floor, in a corner, between two inconspicuous exhibition halls, there was a flood of people.
There are red notes on the top of the two exhibition halls.
One room reads "Ninth Class Deacon, Wu Jian Exhibition Hall".
One room reads "Ninth Class Deacon, Sima Xiao Exhibition Hall".
Business exhibition.
This is a unique scenery in the Wanxiang Pavilion of the Divine City.
All new employees need to prepare for such a product exhibition within four days of joining the company.
First, it is to increase the visibility of new employees so that they can open up more markets.
Secondly, I also hope to take advantage of this opportunity to give new employees a certain amount of tempering so that they can learn their shame and become brave again!
Exhibitions like this happen every day, and most of the time, there is nothing good. After all, most of the new employees who have just joined Wanxiang Pavilion have low cultivation and no background.
The treasure in their eyes may be worthless to the customers of Wanxiang Pavilion.
Next to the exhibition hall, there is a reception room hundreds of meters away.
Li Si, the manager on the first floor of Wanxiang Pavilion in Shencheng, made Sima Shan a cup of strong tea.
"Lao Shan, are you really not going to help your grandson this time? I can hear that Wu Qi has put a lot of thought into this exhibition and must trample Sima Xiao under his feet!"
Li Si looked at the elder of the Sima family in front of him, who was still ageless despite the passage of time.
I secretly sighed in my heart that the Sima family had put a lot of effort into getting this Sima Xiao to change his ways.
On the surface, the Sima family was laissez-faire and strictly suppressed Sima Xiao.
But only Li Si understood how much effort this old friend spent on Sima Xiao.
"Help him? Why should I help him!" Sima Xiao played with the tea in his hand and shook it gently. The tea inside was lightly fragrant, but not a drop of it spilled out.
"Young people always have to suffer some losses before they know how to make progress and how to be inferior to others!"
Sima Shan lowered his head and looked at the tea swaying in his hand.
The light tea reflected a sad face. What a troubled boy!