wear it lord god

Chapter 948 The Cat's Revenge 39
"I added it for you, so I know you will show up at mealtime." Xi Ning said angrily, "Do you know that women who raise men get poorer the more they raise men, and men who raise daughters get richer?"

The god of death deeply felt her disgust: "I really have no money, why don't you help me? If there is anything I can do, I can't let me pay for it."

Pfft~, this god of death, when did he learn the word "flesh compensation"?It really went bad.

"Then wash the rice and cook the rice." Xining gave the pot to Death, and went to the side to start chopping vegetables.

The god of death began to wash the rice, which was quite decent: "The business volume in the underworld is too small now, I will rush to collect souls and take them to the underworld, otherwise they will be sent to other underworlds. Even so, they still go to other underworlds." Floating in the underworld."

"Do you know? The fourth son of the G consortium will announce tomorrow that he committed suicide because he couldn't stand the public opinion."

"What?" She hurriedly put down the kitchen knife, such explosive news would make her accidentally cut her finger.

Looking at the Grim Reaper in disbelief: "Will he commit suicide?" Probably not, G will not commit suicide, he will not court death if he is under too much pressure, and find a few cats to torture him.

The god of death poured out the muddy rice washing water, and then poured water into the pot: "The one who died was an unclaimed corpse of a similar height, which was bought for [-] yuan. Anyway, it was self-immolated, and the ghosts couldn't recognize it. "

"Death escape?" Xi Ning understood in seconds.

"Yeah!" Reaper poured out the water again, and it was almost done. Originally, it was refined and non-washed rice, and it was enough to filter the water once or twice. If you wash it too much, it will lose its nutrients: "How much water to add?"

"I'll do it!" Xining took the pot, put some water in it, put his index finger into the water, touched the surface of the rice under the water, and saw that the water level was halfway up his index finger, took out his finger, and the pot was given to Death: " OK."

The Grim Reaper looked at the pot: "How did you do it? I saw that human beings use measuring cups, but you, like the Orientals, use your fingers to measure."

"Isn't that simple?" Xining continued to chop vegetables: "You can figure it out after a while, and put it in the rice cooker quickly, otherwise the dishes will be ready before the rice is stuffed."

Think about the Grim Reaper just like the low-income class in society, working so hard every day, but the result is still a little bit of income.

In fact, sometimes the level of salary has something to do with luck. If she didn't seize every opportunity and succeed, she might still be half dead in front of the little fairy of beauty who even forgot her name.

After dinner, Death went to wash the dishes and pots.He should wash it, so she ate only one bowl of rice, and the other rice was eaten by Death alone, and all the dishes were eaten up.

Looking at the empty bowl, I really feel that it is true that men can't afford it, and the same goes for male gods!
Sure enough, I saw the obituary issued by the G Foundation the next day.

It is stated to the public that because G was originally a cowardly person, he set himself on fire because he couldn't bear the pressure of recent public opinion.

Really went, abused people and thrown into the sea alive, how can you tell that he is a cowardly person?

G's "suicide note" was also made public, and it was very sensational. He thanked his family and apologized for the trouble he caused to the family.

The last paragraph above is written very interestingly: "With the raging flames burning me and all the crimes thrown on me, I am speechless and hard to say. Only in the fire can I be innocent .Farewell, sinful world!"

This is obviously the rhythm of whitewashing!

G and not even 20 years old, his birthday will be two months away, Gao Fushuai, who was still young, just passed away in the most tragic way.

The G consortium organized G's funeral as quickly as possible. Because he was burned to death, the coffin was closed and he could not pay his respects.There is only one high school graduation photo, enlarged and placed above the coffin.

Sure enough, against the background of the handsome and elegant photo after artistic processing, some people who don't know the inside story felt sympathy for G who committed suicide by self-immolation.

Public opinion immediately turned 180 degrees. Even if there were news reports, many people would refute them.

Yes, people are dead, so why mention these things?The dead are the most important, whether it is the East or the West, all merits and faults should disappear with the death of the person concerned.If you want to say, it is also left to history to comment.

The stock price of the G consortium stopped falling and rebounded on the same day, rebounding retaliatoryly.

Allowing a son to fake death can reverse the original defeat.Xining looked at all kinds of news and couldn't help admiring the sophistication and decisiveness of the G Consortium.

As for where did G go?He was sent to a small island, which was owned by the G family and used to be used for vacation.And now there are too many places to go, and no one has been there for several years.A few locals from another big island two kilometers away from the island were hired to take care of house maintenance and cleaning.According to the local income, this amount of money is nothing, so this small island is still preserved.

G here is almost like house arrest.The island is only that big, and you can walk around it in half a day.There is no TV, no broadband, no mobile phone, and even the communication has to go to the big island next to it, and send telegrams by radio.

God knows why you want to buy such an island in this crappy place?

G When I first started, I used to look at the sea every day, swim in the private pool or the beach, and sunbathe or something.The food and drink are all taken care of by the locals invited.But after five or six days, he got bored.

The skin can't be exposed to too much sun. Apart from swimming, I just find things to do in the room.He didn't want to read a room full of books.Moreover, it seemed that no one read the books after they were bought. They were all brand new, without any creases at all.After a long time, some pages of the book were already yellow and brittle, but when he opened it, he could still know that he was the first person to open the book.

There is also billiards in the room.Of course there are TVs and VCRs.

In this era, there are still videotapes here.Watching old movies from the last century, G felt like he was back in the Stone Age.

Even a mobile phone is useless, there is no signal here.If there is an incoming call, the other party's mobile phone should always say "The user you dialed is not within the service area".

I really don't know how long this day will last!Although Chairman G has already said, let him stay away for two or three years, and after the limelight passes, give him a new identity, go to a country where no one knows him, and start a new life.

I will give him a sum of money so that he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.

Of course he can trust his father, he is his own son after all.But what about his brothers and sisters?You must know that Chairman G is very old.Maybe when he died, it would be miserable for him.

Don't talk about a sum of money, those brothers and sisters may let him die on this island, and ask those stocky and dark locals to dig a pit and bury him after death.

(End of this chapter)