I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

One day at dusk.

Burn the sky.

Qin Yao, who was dressed in a white suit with gift bags hanging all over his body, stepped into the Yizhuang together with Uncle Jiu, who was wearing a black suit and carrying large bags and small bags. Aunt Cane, A Li, Nianying, Wencai and others surrounded him one after another. , the two sides exchanged pleasantries.

The so-called Xiaobie is better than a newlywed. This night, both the master and the apprentice didn't get a chance to rest. The next day, they all walked out of the room with dark circles under their eyes and knocking on their backs.

Not long after, after seeing Qin Yao in front of the gazebo, Uncle Jiu hurriedly brought the hand that was beating his back to the front, and nonchalantly came to the apprentice who was stretching his muscles and bones: "Sore back and back pain? Your body is not good enough."

Qin Yao said angrily: "I saw you knocking on your waist..."

Uncle Jiu didn't change his face, and said lightly: "You compare with me? How old are you, and how old am I?"

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "How much do you deal with, and how much do I deal with?"

Ninth Uncle: "..."

"shameless."

After a while, he raised his leg and kicked Qin Yao, and walked straight ahead.

Qin Yao scratched his head and murmured, "Shameless... What do you mean by saying you are shameless in the morning?"

Not far away, Uncle Jiu stopped abruptly, took a deep breath, and continued walking as if he hadn't heard anything.

In the next week, Qin Yao couldn't find another chance to enter the reincarnation dream. It wasn't until ten days later that the vengeful clinginess of A Li and Nianying gradually subsided, and Qin Yao was given a night's rest...

But Qin Yao can't take care of rest, he has more important things to do.

midnight.

Fucheng, a worry-free station.

Qin Yao sat down behind the table on the second floor, and Mo Chou, who was dressed in a red cheongsam, offered him tea.

"How's business going during this time?"

"Excluding all operating expenses, the current net profit is 8998 Yinde points."

"So much?" Qin Yao was stunned.

For mid-to-high-level stories, nearly 8000 Yinde points may be just the sum of the gains from two or three stories.But in low-level stories, more than [-] Yinde will represent densely packed storylines.

After all, in a low-level story, after defeating the final boss, there may only be two or three hundred points of virtue in the end.

"We have no competitors." Mo Chou said the core reason: "Plus, there are more yin virtues from us, so there are many practitioners who are willing to sacrifice their lives for us."

Qin Yao nodded, took out the official seal, and said, "Give me 6398 Yinde points, I will be useful."

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Chou raised her hand to summon a black card, and stuck it on the official seal.

After seeing with his own eyes that the balance of yin virtue on the official seal was full, Qin Yao withdrew the official seal and said, "Two thousand points are reserved on the official account, and the remaining six hundred points belong to you."

"what?"

Mo Chou was dumbfounded, and then waved her hands again and again: "No, no, I can't have this."

Qin Yao: "Think too little?"

"No." Mochou said, "It's too much. I don't think my efforts are worth so much in return."

Qin Yao shook his head and said: "It's worth it! Without your hard work, where would I have to pay more than 6000 Yinde for a mouth? I have always had a clear sense of grievances and grievances. Follow me to do things. If I have a bite of meat, I will have a bite of you." Soup to drink."

Mo Chou didn't really care about the [-] points of virtue, but she cared about the strong affirmation and appreciation from the other party. A sincere smile appeared on her slap-like face: "Thank you, Mr. Qin."

Qin Yao took a gulp of tea, stood up and said, "I still have things to do, let's take a step first. Do your job well and accumulate more yin virtues. When you have accumulated enough [-] yin virtues in the future, I'll see how I can get them for you." An official."

Mo Chou sent it to the door on the second floor, and thanked again: "I'm sorry for your trouble."

Qin Yao waved his back to her, and soon disappeared in the station.

a few days later.

Underworld, Banking Regulatory Bureau.

Qin Yao, dressed in a flying fish suit and holding an embroidered spring knife in his hand, sat down in front of the service desk like a big horse with a golden knife, took out his official seal from the hand, and handed it to the window sill: "Promotion."

"Or for Lin Fengjiao?" The little girl in the window remembered him, and even remembered Uncle Jiu's name.

Qin Yao grinned: "That's right, it's still Lin Fengjiao."

The little girl nodded, took the official seal and said, "Please authorize."

With a thought in Qin Yao's mind, the current balance of yin and virtue suddenly appeared on the official seal of white jade.

"Exactly [-], you are saving it for his promotion!" The little girl said with a smile.

Qin Yao: "Yes, it's useless to have more than three hundred and five hundred."

"That's true."

Maybe it's because I'm not too busy at the moment, but the little girl is still in the mood to chat with him: "Brother, this Lin Fengjiao is your child..."

"Hey, hey, hey..." Hearing this, Qin Yao was taken aback, and quickly said, "Sister, it's not fun to say that!"

"Isn't it?" The little girl scratched her head in astonishment and said, "I have come to a conclusion all these years at work. Only the son is the debt that the father has to bear all his life. I have only seen my father go bankrupt and do his best to help The son pays, and I have never seen a son pay for his father at all costs."

Qin Yao: "A son also becomes a father. When he becomes a father, he will know the hard work of his father. But this is not the point. The point is that Lin Fengjiao is my master."

The little girl seemed to take a breath, and said with wide eyes, "Master?"

"Master!" Qin Yao said affirmatively.

The little girl hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you still need a master?"

Qin Yao: "..."

Grass.

Are you trying to be my master?
You want me to spend money for you!
"Ahem." At this moment, a leader-like Yin God passed through their window and coughed hard.

The little girl immediately sat upright, and handed the official seal back to Qin Yao with a smile on her face: "Hello, ten thousand Yinde has been deducted, please tell us where Lin Fengjiao is now, our bank supervisor The envoy will arrive at his location within three days and notify him to come and go through the promotion procedures."

Qin Yao told the location of Yizhuang in Fucheng, and then looked at the little girl with a half-smile, and waved goodbye...

Two days later.

evening.

Uncle Jiu was busy working on the nourishing medicinal food in the kitchen. Suddenly, he felt a powerful momentum approaching Yizhuang, and subconsciously walked out of the kitchen.

At the same time, Aunt Cane, Wencai, and a group of priests also walked out of the house at the same time, and looked up together, but saw a god-man riding a horse from the western sky with only a little light left, and it was still in the sky at first sight , the next glance appeared above the yard, and the other party landed in the yard with another glance.

"I am Han Bai, the envoy of the Bank Supervisor, may I ask Lin Fengjiao if Master Lin is here?"

Under the bewilderment of everyone, the man of god got off his horse and asked with cupped hands.