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"The nickname I came up with is a little hard to pronounce..." Cheng Che muttered, standing in front of the desk and piling up the bricks one by one, "Leave these things to the general for safekeeping, and just give me a small share of the money from the sales."
It's so heavy. He could still chew on small leaves or broken arrows, but this brick...
I always feel that my teeth are a bit dangerous.
After saying this, the young man straightened his collar and walked out slowly, planning to find a lucky young master to learn some sword skills and gun skills before taking a shower and changing clothes.
Jing Yuan watched Cheng Che's back disappear. After a long silence, he turned to look at Xing, "Don't you have any objection to him changing your name?"
"But he can pick up trash." Xing reluctantly returned the kitten to Jing Yuan, stretched himself and spoke, "But... I just had a sudden idea..."
Jing Yuan: !!!
Fu Xuan:! ! !
The pupils of the two big men in Xianzhou Luofu trembled, and they looked at the pioneers in front of them with vigilant eyes.
Yan Qing couldn't help but rub his arms and said hesitantly, "Teacher, how did you also learn to have a flash of inspiration?"
I always feel that there is no good ending, but Xing...
Xing is not poisonous, Cheng Che is the one who is poisonous.
"You are acting just like the disease that Cheng Che mentioned Mr. Walter has...something called PTSD..." Xing muttered in dissatisfaction, crossing his arms over his chest with a serious look on his face, "I just suddenly remembered that Huanlong is still in Cheng Che's hands, and he doesn't seem to show any aversion to Fengraomin, he..."
It seems like they really are here to make friends, from star gods to mortals, without exception.
He didn't stand in anyone's camp to help, he just stood by a friend and shared his things.
As for whether his help would affect certain situations and fights, Cheng Che didn't care.
He eats his melon, he enjoys himself, and when he is happy, he talks a few words, and he helps whoever his words work.
"Joy has always been like this." Fu Xuan crossed his arms over his chest and spoke softly, "But what I'm curious about now is when Cheng Che will officially take over the arrows of Emperor Bow Siming..."
If you want to urge Emperor Gong Siming to pursue abundance, you can also dig into the wall at the same time!
It would be better to tie Cheng Che to the hunting boat as soon as possible. It doesn't matter if Cheng Che steps on both the Happy Hunting boat and the Happy Hunting boat. It's sad for him to pick up garbage and support Luofu without any status, okay?
Chapter 339: Garbage.
"That's it."
Topa was holding a pillow-sized box in his arms, which was filled with credit point cards from the Interstellar Peace Company.
There were also two wooden boxes on the table in front of him.
Topa put the box on the shelf, opened it and took out a few certificates. After looking around, he explained, "This is a certificate issued by the Interstellar Peace Company. It's a small gift from the company. With this, it will be more convenient for trains to enter and exit other planets. Of course, you can contact the company more often if you have such business in the future."
Although the company wanted to lower the price, it did not want to miss out on anything related to the Clipper Star God.
Cheng Che stood at the table and looked down, as if he suddenly remembered something.
He stretched out his hand and shook the certificate, looking at Jing Yuan who was secretly dozing off behind his desk, "I remember that Fang Hu Xian Zhou restricted others from entering and leaving?"
Jing Yuan almost hit his head on the table with a nod. He came back to his senses, squinted his eyes and nodded, "Yes, don't worry, I will guarantee you."
Judging from the train crew and Cheng Che's temperament, Fang Hu might have to pass by and take a look, because that is... Chi Ming's hometown...
"Okay." Cheng Che agreed and turned to look at Topa, "Thank you Miss Topa for speaking for me in the company."
Hearing this, Topa sighed, "It's not a big deal."
The Interstellar Peace Company values money, but it values things other than money even more, such as the indenture with Yalilo No. 6, or the rare objects from the Star God, or Cheng Che himself.
Topa's eyes swept across the empty hall, and he lowered his voice and said, "You should probably be careful about what the company does to investigate you."
The messenger from Joy, who had met the Star Gods of Abundance and Hunting, now vaguely revealed a little connection with the Star God of Preservation. Perhaps...
Cheng Che nodded and said expressionlessly, "It's okay."
Come on, he is not afraid. Anyone who can see anything other than facial paralysis on his face will be considered the loser.
Topa's eyes flickered, and after a while he chuckled and continued, "I heard that the train crew and the Star Core Hunters have met many times. If you have a chance, please tell the Star Core Hunter named Phoenix and the Fool who is traveling with him."
Cheng Che nodded, "Of course."
Sambo... Sambo really doesn't need to worry. The people in Huanyu's family are hiding too deeply.
Thinking of this, Cheng Che reached out and opened the three boxes in front of him, then started to take action after looking at the densely packed cards inside.
He first took out two bills and stuffed them into his pocket as pocket money, then took out a dozen bills and stuffed them into the hand of Xing who was standing next to him as living expenses for the train, and poured the rest of the bills in the box into the box next to it.
Cheng Che pushed the box that was about to overflow to Jing Yuan and said softly, "These are for you. I'll have Xing send the rest to Yalilo 6."
Hearing this, Jing Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
He leaned on the couch with his legs crossed, stretched out his hand and knocked on the wooden box filled with credit cards, and said helplessly: "Is this the pocket money you gave to Luofu Xianzhou?"
a kind……
It's very strange to see kids playing house and giving their toys pocket money.
According to common sense, as a general of Luofu Shen Ce, he should be thinking that Cheng Che is trying to gain something from his show of goodwill and has some unspeakable thoughts, but...
Cheng Che really didn't seem to intend to get any benefits, such as Luo Fu's help...
Thinking of this, Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched slightly.
Hiss... Why do I always feel that Cheng Che is both the patriarch and a bootlicker at the same time?
"I don't spend much money on food, clothing, housing and transportation. I just need to make sure I don't run out of money at critical moments. As for the little garbage I gave you, you can sell it. If you want to sell star cores, forget it. Star cores are a rare snack that suits my taste..." Cheng Che agreed casually and looked at Topa, "Come to the train for dinner tonight. I just asked everyone to order some hot pot ingredients."
Topa's eyes lit up, and he was about to nod and leave when he suddenly thought of something.
She took out a contract from her pocket and handed it to Cheng Che, saying with a smile, "The contract for Crouching Dragon and Phoenix. Now they are considered to be working for you."
Cheng Che looked down and said contentedly, "Okay."
"General Jingyuan, if there is any situation that requires you to be unreasonable and lose face, you must inform me before you can speak up." Cheng Che's eyes were surprisingly bright. He said something to Jingyuan casually and left quickly, as if he was planning to go to Jinren Lane to get his two workers to work quickly.
Jing Yuan was stunned, and fell into confusion as he watched Cheng Che's back as he left gracefully, "You said...are all people who are associated with the word joy so...unreliable?"
"He is quite serious when he is serious." Xing blinked and said seriously, "But you also know that serious people always need some unserious ways to vent."
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan was silent for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking, his voice was very low, "So, how does Dan Heng vent when he is so serious?"
"Him? I'm waiting for him to get angry." Xing put his hands in his pockets, not showing any surprise. "A few days ago, I asked Cheng Che if he felt anything after knowing what Yin Yuejun had done. He said that he felt quite crazy, as if he was possessed by a demon."
"Hmm?" Jing Yuan looked up in surprise, and after thinking carefully, he spoke, "Eclampsia?"
"He said it was like a very serious person who had been serious for a long time and finally couldn't help but get a little crazy..." Xing spread his hands and frowned again, "But Cheng Che didn't seem to like Dan Heng's change to his previous appearance. He said that when Dan Heng in the Moon Drinking form looked at him, he always felt that he was going to call him trash the next moment."
As he spoke, Xing took out his cell phone and clicked on one of the secretly filmed videos, "Look."
Jing Yuan lowered his head and moved closer, holding Li Nu and lying on the table with his chin resting on Li Nu.
On the screen, the tall and long-legged young man imitated Dan Heng's indifferent and cold expression, crossed his arms over his chest, and looked down at something from top to bottom. There was no look in his eyes, no expression, and two barely audible but extremely clear words came out from his lips, "Garbage."
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan thought carefully about Dan Feng’s cold personality in the past, and then thought about Dan Heng’s cold appearance after he turned into Dragon Lord.
That's true. Even if he didn't say the word "rubbish", Long Zun's cold and indifferent eyes seemed to make people feel that it was a waste of their saliva to call the other party rubbish.
"He is... quite perceptive." Jing Yuan sighed helplessly and patted the wooden box beside him. "But Cheng Che is not much better."
"We won't urge Dan Heng to change back now. After all, he doesn't seem to like the identity of Long Zun or the memories of the past." Xing shrugged, took out a facial mask and stuffed it into Jing Yuan's hand, "Friend, put on the facial mask. You'll get acne again if you say bad things."
Chapter 340 How can that be possible?
"Hey, hey, isn't this my former partner?"
Scott walked around the man, a pair of sunglasses on his nose making him look particularly evil. "Why are you back?"
Scott shook the contract in his hand and said with a smile, "Are you here to work again?"
Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick met again after their separation yesterday. Instead of being one person embarrassed, they were both embarrassed. Next to them was the owner, Little Crow, squatting in the empty little shop and fiddling with tables, chairs and benches.
Scott snorted, turned around and squatted beside Cheng Che, "Boss, can we really have business like this?"
"Yes." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face and knocked the stool leg in. "If there's no business, then just stay here. You'll get paid regardless of performance. Why are you panicking?"
What’s the point of making money?
It’s fun to have fun by spending money!
Hearing this, Scott couldn't help but touch his pocket.
My new boss now seems a bit like a fool who is just spending money for fun. As soon as we met, he stuffed a card full of credit points into my hand as an advance payment of salary, and he didn't seem to be afraid that he would take the money and run away.
He had seen this kind of card in the company. It was full of credit points, and the numbers on it looked particularly long.
"Boss, I understand what you mean. We are just a mouth-off agency without a professional license, but I still want to ask again, are you really not afraid of getting beaten for attracting so much hatred?" Scott rubbed his fingers and squatted beside Cheng Che with a sincere look on his face, "Although I have a foul mouth, I still have to think more about it now that I have taken your money."
Where can I find such a good boss?
If this person dies, I will be unemployed.
"Don't worry. It would be fun if I was hunted down. I haven't experienced the life of a fugitive yet." Cheng Che responded, then continued, "First of all, I won't die. Secondly, I will be the one who draws hatred."
In the game, this is just a tank that taunts the enemy and is invincible. What else could he be dissatisfied with?
most……
At most, this meat shield is a bit foul-mouthed and likes to chatter.
Thinking of this, Cheng Che's eyes flashed, and he felt that his positioning was a bit crooked. Why did the little crow who had no combat power from the beginning and could only buff turned into a little crow who brought hatred and fought against beating?
"Okay, then I'm relieved." Scott breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at his former subordinate with a smug look on his face, "Buddy, your salary for many, many years to come will be with me."
Junior subordinate: ...
He ran away but still couldn't escape.
"Cheng Che?"
A voice came from outside the door, and a gray head and a brown head poked their heads in, holding two express boxes in their hands.
"Your express delivery, sent by Kafka, says it's for your dumplings." Xing put the express box aside, obviously not intending to let Cheng Che open it for inspection. He was just waiting to carry it back to the train after completing the commission. "But just now Mingxi asked me to be the business consultant for Jinren Lane, and I said I don't know how to do business, you..."
At this point, Xing hesitated, "Do you want to be this business consultant?"