Chapter 189
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Thinking of Sadako delivering food, Wang Ping did n't know whether to laugh or cry. The food deliveryman is really a magical industry. Not only does he need to be able to play games, sing, and make PPT, but now there is also a ghost food deliveryman. I really don't know what the expressions of those who ordered the food delivered by"Death in Mist" would be if they knew that the deliveryman was actually a ghost. What would happen if they gave"Death in Mist" a bad review for the food delivery?
Thinking of this, Wang Ping suddenly felt that he couldn't offend the food deliveryman.
While Wang Ping was thinking about it, the [Good Ghosts in Charge] group had already started a discussion about how to make money.
Because of the"out-of-nowhere" appearance of the Yin Qi Bottle, these ghosts who rarely worry about money are now worried about money and are washing their faces with blood (tears) all day long.
Taoist undercover:"I'm frantically looking for intelligence for the boss now. You guys should also provide more intelligence. An intelligence about a bad ghost costs 30,000 yuan, and intelligence about a fierce ghost costs 50,000 yuan."
Died from the mist:"Mina-san, come on, deliver food with me. I saw that this year Meituan Takeout won the title of Best Employee. You can get an extra year-end bonus. I'm definitely going to be the Pirate King.jpg"
Bone ash rice:"@Died from the mist, is your house big? Let's rent it together and deliver food together to bankrupt Meituan."
Overturned Mengpo Soup:"Delivering food? It's impossible for me to deliver food in this life. I plan to apply for a credit card and borrow money from the bank to buy a Yin Qi bottle."
Cute ghost out of the cage:"Oh, you are all good at making money. In fact, I have found a way to make money too. I'm going to take some selfies and then sell them to those supernatural newspapers, and then I'll say I took pictures of ghosts, funny face.jpg"
Grave Head Dance:"Your ways of making money are too slow."
Death in Mist:"What, do you have other convenient ways to make money?"
Grave Head Dance:"Of course there are."
Immediately, a group of people asked,"I want to teach you, please be sure to teach me everything you know."
Grave Head Dance:"Listen carefully, we can borrow usury, borrow usury from the gangsters, borrow one or two million at a time, and then when they ask us to pay you back, we will just beat them to death. Anyway, they are gangsters, and we are also getting rid of harm to the people by killing them, and we can also make money."
There was an uproar in the group, and everyone was amazed at the idea of Grave Head Dance.
Bone ashes:"Someone, bring me my imperial seal so that I can crack a walnut for Xiu'er."
Cute ghost out of the cage:"Oh my god, this method is not bad!"
Died from the mist:"Eyes shining with titanium alloy light.jpg, don't say anything, I'm going to resign tomorrow, let's go to the loan sharks together."
The next moment, all the online group members sent out messages saying"Count me in."
Taoist undercover:"I'm going too! I'm going too! 2333."
Hanged at the door:"@Taoist undercover, aren't you afraid of being discovered by your boss? At least you are a government informant now, and you are also half a civil servant." Taoist undercover
:"It's okay, I can go quietly without telling my boss, I'll risk it all for the sake of taking"drugs", 2333"
Looking at the chat content of the people in the group, Wang Ping silently closed it and pretended to light a cigarette, exhaled a false cigarette, and muttered
"In this day and age, loan sharks, even ghosts are loan sharks."
It is conceivable that in the near future, the mafia in various parts of China will usher in a group of"people" who will borrow usury, borrow a lot, and not the kind that is not good.
At this time, Wang Ping could only silently begin to pray in a combination of Chinese and Western styles, praying silently for the mafia who borrowed usury.
May there be no usury in heaven, Namo Amitabha!
Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts:"Seeing that you are working so hard to make money to buy Yin Qi bottles, I can't bear to raise the price of Yin Qi bottles for you."
Dancing on the grave:"Raise the price?! Boss of Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts, are you a devil!"
Hanged at the door:"Wow! Boss of Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts, don't raise the price, or I will hang myself on your ancestral grave."
When the ghosts heard Wang Ping raising the price, they were all scared.
Wang Ping smiled, stopped joking, and got to the point.
Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts:"It's just a joke, calm down. I actually came to tell you that if you have any news about the underworld, you can exchange it for Yin Qi bottles from me, and I will give you a certain number of Yin Qi bottles based on the value of the news." When the message was sent, the eyes of the group members lit up, and they all thanked Wang Ping for the disguised discount.
Dance on the grave:"From now on, I will follow the lead of the boss of Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts!"
The ghosts didn't know that this was not a discount from Wang Ping.
This was an idea that Wang Ping suddenly thought of when he saw the ghosts discussing how to make money. It was a new way to make money.
First of all, including China, all countries were investigating the affairs of the underworld.
If he could get the news and intelligence of the underworld and sell it to the government, he would definitely make a lot of money, which would be much more profitable than selling Yin Qi bottles.
The most important thing is that he could sell Yin Qi bottles to the ghosts in the group and get more money. It was a win-win situation for both ghosts, the government, and himself.
……
After a few days of fun in Hunan and Chu, Wang Ping, Chu Lili and others took a plane back to Pengcheng.
As soon as they landed in Pengcheng, Wang Ping's cell phone rang.
The caller ID showed that it was Lao Chen.
"Lao Chen, what do you want to talk to me about? Is there any business coming to your door? Tell me which friend of yours is this time."
Wang Ping is very direct. Since knowing Lao Chen, he has found that every time Lao Chen introduces business, the customers are either his friends or his relatives. There are all kinds of people.
In this regard, Wang Ping once thought that Lao Chen might be the legendary son of the plane.
However, thinking carefully, Wang Ping found that Lao Chen might not be a son of the plane, but a troublemaker.
That's right, he is a troublemaker.
Anyone who is a relative or friend of him will basically encounter some problems.
This is a man with a"troublemaker physique"
"Hey, you actually know that he is my friend?"The old man did not hear the hidden meaning of Wang Ping's words and was surprised.
Hearing this, Wang Ping secretly said,"As expected, the physical condition has relapsed again."
"What's the business? Who is your friend? Tell me and I'll be happy."
"Why do I always feel like I'm being shot when you talk? Forget it, Wang Ping, let me tell you, this business is actually related to you."
"Is it related to me?"
"Yes, didn't you ask me to investigate the death case of suffocation and brain hypoxia on Honglian Street last time? I checked it out and found that the uncle of my middle school classmate was one of the dead people."
After hearing what Lao Chen said, Wang Ping's mouth twitched.
Damn, Lao Chen, you are really a troublemaker. I asked you to investigate a death case, and the dead people are related to you.
Wang Ping sighed.
You and Conan are both owners of the"troublemaker physique". It seems that China should thank you. It is you who are suppressing China's population growth. The recent implementation of the two-child policy in the country may be because your troublemaker physique is too strong.
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