My staff is inhuman

Chapter 21 I'm a Dutiful Son

"jingle!"

When Zhang Yi returned to the massage shop, instead of decreasing, the number of customers seemed to increase.

Dai Moli has been busy working since she opened the shop in the morning, and she hasn't had time to eat a sip of incense. Fortunately, she is not a living person, and those ice beads were put in the refrigerator in advance, so it doesn't consume much for her.

Otherwise, as a living person, soaking your hands in the cold ice beads, no one can bear it after a long time.

But Uncle Zeng didn't care about this, after finishing serving the customers in hand, he looked at the time: "I'm off work."

Although there were still many customers in the store queuing up, Zhang Yi didn't intend to ask Uncle Zeng to work overtime, but just asked, "Are you still coming in the afternoon?"

"It depends on the situation. If you are really too busy, you can call me. My family lives very close."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Zeng opened the door and was about to go out, when he suddenly remembered something: "Tomorrow is the 15th."

"Ok?"

Seeing that he didn't understand, Uncle Zeng coughed lightly, and could only remind him, "It's time to get paid."

"Oh, I see." Zhang Yi nodded.

Seeing this, Uncle Zeng frowned and didn't leave.

"Uncle Zeng, is there anything else?"

"3700, plus a commission."

Uncle Zeng, who seems to be unrestrained on weekdays, inevitably shows embarrassment like ordinary people when it comes to salary.

"Okay, I got it." Uncle Zeng was very satisfied with Zhang Yi's straightforward attitude, thinking in his heart that he could visit the Wang family girls a few more times this month.

"Uncle Zeng!"

At this time, Zhang Yi called him, and since he mentioned salary, he thought of another thing: "Uncle Zeng, did you receive some... counterfeit banknotes in the store?"

Ming notes are certainly not equal to counterfeit notes.

There is a legal basis for this.

But with the lessons learned from being ridiculed for being crazy last time, Zhang Yi secretly changed the concept.

At the same time, he stared at Uncle Zeng's face, hoping to see something unusual on his face.

But to Zhang Yi's disappointment, Uncle Zeng admitted it directly without any pause.

"Yes, not a lot." But Uncle Zeng added, "But this is not the reason for you to deduct my salary."

"what??"

Zhang Yi was taken aback, and immediately waved his hand: "I didn't mean that, I just want to know, where did you put the counterfeit money you received?"

"You want to use it?"

Several customers who were still waiting in the store looked sideways at Zhang Yi.

"Ok!"

Zhang Yi nodded directly, and then, under the disdainful and contemptuous eyes of the guests, he turned his head to look at the black and white photo frame in the shrine.

"After all, he is my father."

The contemptuous gazes of the guests gradually turned into sympathy and embarrassment.

Even Uncle Zeng in front of him was silent.

Zhang Yi could feel Zeng Shu's gaze under his sunglasses staring at him.

But he was still able to stare at the shrine without blushing.

In the end, Uncle Zeng gave a thumbs up silently: "Son, your father knows, and he will feel relieved about it."

"As a son of man, it's all about being filial."

When Zhang Yi said this, Uncle Zeng lowered his head and pointed to the altar: "There is a drawer on the left, and it's full of it."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and pushed the door out without looking back: "I won't come this afternoon."

"jingle!"

"He won't be angry?"

Dai Moli walked to Zhang Yi's side, looked at Zeng Shuyuan's back, and whispered.

"No, maybe I was touched by you."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he still did not forget to affirm himself: "Yes, after all, I am a good and filial boy."

"I have run out of ice beads today, sorry, please come back next time."

After finishing the last four guests, Dai Moli could only helplessly take out the bucket to signal the end of today's service.

This made the faces of the next few customers full of disappointment.

But in the face of a beautiful girl like Dai Moli, they really couldn't get angry with her soft words.

The little fat man who had been waiting for an hour stood up and waved his hands: "It's okay, it's okay, we came too late, next time we will come earlier."

"Thank you handsome guy, next time you come, I'll give you a discount."

A word of handsome guy made the little fat man who came here on a whim laugh from ear to ear, and gradually got lost in it.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi rolled his eyes and thought, "You haven't eaten any good pork either."

But the God of Wealth who came to the door, Zhang Yi was still happy to send a fake smile to deal with it.

After sending the little fat man away, Zhang Yi closed the shop door.

Looking back, she saw that Dai Moli had already revealed her original shape, lying on the massage chair with her legs crossed, and started watching TV dramas, all she had to do was to light a stick of incense for her.

He walked to the shrine, ignored the photo of a book in the shrine, and opened the drawer on the side of the altar to have a look.

"Hiss! Good guy, so many!"

I saw scattered money in the drawer, which didn't look like a small sum.

Even Dai Moli couldn't sit still anymore, she leaned over to take a look, then looked at Zhang Yi: "I feel a little distressed."

"Distressed?"

"How many shoulder pinches and facial pats are needed to save money."

Hearing what Dai Moli said, Zhang Yi suddenly couldn't bear it.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and said in unison:

"Thank you Uncle Zeng for the gift."

"Give him a raise tomorrow."

"YES!"

Zhang Yi called out the account book, and touched the notes with one hand.

When his palm touched the ghost notes, the ghost notes in the drawer immediately began to turn into ashes.

And the turnover on the books is also growing rapidly.

After there was no money left in the drawer, Zhang Yi looked at the account book again, and Zhang Yi's face was already full of joy.

Adding in the turnover of [-] from the Resentment Box exchange, the number on my account book is now [-].

A small windfall was made, but after Zhang Yi thought about it, he felt something was wrong.

"A turnover of 8000 yuan, based on 200 yuan per person, there are only 40 people, isn't it a bit small?"

Mingchao looks a lot, but when you really calm down and count, it's actually not much.

"Look again, Lao Zeng must have hidden something."

"Well, there must be."

Zhang Yi felt that what Dai Moli said made sense, so he went to the shrine and continued to search.

He tried to pick up the photo in the shrine.

But the moment his hand touched the photo.

There was a sudden burning sensation in his chest.

"Again?"

Zhang Yi instinctively wanted to throw away the photo, but it was too late, as his eyes went dark.

Immediately following his line of sight, it was as if God's perspective had been opened, and began to rise continuously.

His gaze pierced through the concrete wall and appeared in mid-air, and in a blink of an eye the entire city of L was fully displayed in front of him.

The setting sun is slowly setting in the distance, and the dusk is soaking the outline of the earth like twilight water.

The street lamps on some roads lit up like dragons.

The world has never been so clear in front of you for a moment.

Zhang Yi had the feeling of becoming a fairy in a novel, as far as his eyes could see, he could clearly see passers-by walking on the ground.

But besides that, Zhang Yi also noticed that there were some ghost figures wandering in some shadowy places.

Unexpectedly, the shrine in the store has such a function.

Ever since he came back last night, Zhang Yi had actually considered whether he should find an opportunity to smash the shrine directly.

What if there is something else hidden in the shrine that can give yourself new abilities?

But now it seems that the role of this shrine can still be preserved.

After a while, darkness began to cover the earth.

At the moment when yin and yang met, Zhang Yi suddenly noticed that there were a few strange places in City L.

On the eastern outskirts of University City, a great shadow looms over the area.

And to the north, there seems to be a restaurant as well.

These two places seem to be particularly cloudy, and the other places are covered by city lights. If you don't look carefully, you can't even see the difference.

Zhang Yi watched these special places silently, and roughly wrote down their locations.

In the future, I'd better go around these places as much as possible.

Although he has money in his hands, these places always make him feel a little uneasy.

Especially the university town in the east, when Zhang Yi looked in that direction, he felt a strange feeling, as if there was a pair of eyes looking at him in the dark.

God's perspective didn't last long, and his vision began to fade after a while.

When his eyes began to fall from the sky until they focused on the black and white photo, he couldn't help but shudder.

"What happened to you? Suddenly stopped moving?"

Dai Moli pushed his shoulder and asked.

"It's okay, this thing is still useful, I will think about it later."

Zhang Yi rearranged the photos, and he would not throw them into the trash can until he figured out the real function of these shrines.

The two continued to rummage, but they did not find any other Ming notes, so they gave up.

"Old Zeng must have hidden it. Next time I have a chance, I will try to see if I can get it out."

Zhang Yi became more and more sure that Uncle Zeng definitely knew a lot of inside information, but the other party didn't want to tell it, and he had nothing to do.

and……

Zhang Yi looked at Dai Moli beside him. He didn't think he and Dai Moli could force Uncle Zeng to speak.

While it was still early, Zhang Yi ordered a takeaway and lit incense candles for Dai Moli.

It may be because of the relatively large consumption recently, Dai Moli can already eat all of it by herself.

Zhang Yi was very happy about this, and finally there was no need to waste it.

He picked up the account book and began to sit aside and study it.

Now that he has a huge sum of money in his hand, and his back is hardened, the props on it need him to study carefully.

"jingle!"

At this time, the door was pushed open.

Zhang Yi originally thought that the guest who came to the door today would be a regular customer Zhuang Ning.

But Cheng wanted to look up, and it turned out to be Wu Jie.

"Officer Wu!"

Zhang Yi's eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to meet him: "It's so late, and you still need to come and give me a bonus?"

The corner of Wu Jie's mouth twitched a few times, and he realized that this guy was more money-obsessed than he thought.

"The matter about the bonus has not been answered yet." Wu Jie looked at Dai Moli as he said, and looked away after making sure that Dai Moli was dressed properly.

"Besides, I'm off work and I'm not wearing a uniform. You can call me Wu Jie or Old Wu."

Wu Jie sat on the massage chair: "I heard that your massage is very good, I want to try it too."

"no problem."

Zhang Yi had a good impression of Wu Jie, at least he was the one who offered to drive him back last time.

Dai Moli went upstairs and prepared a new basin of ice beads. After signaling Wu Jie to relax, she used a face towel to help Wu Jie tightly block his neckline, and put a cloth on him to prevent the ice beads from melting and staining his clothes.

"Da da da da..."

A handful of bean-sized ice beads sprinkled down his forehead, even if Wu Jie had already prepared, he couldn't help letting out a long breath, and his restless mood immediately calmed down.

"Angkor, what did that guy do last time?"

Idle is also idle, Zhang Yi casually asked about Wang Jie.

"It's difficult, wait for the result of the appraisal."

"Oh."

Zhang Yi was not surprised by this result.

He also just asked casually, and didn't really care about it. After all, Wang Jie's soul has been taken away by Mrs. Qing and the others. God knows what kind of revenge this guy is facing now.

As for Wang Jie's body, only his weak remnant soul is inside.

It doesn't matter if you die or not.

Punishment is handed over to the evil spirits, justice is left to the world, the best of both worlds.

At this time, Wu Jie opened his eyes, and carefully looked at Dai Moli's face in front of him: "Hey, you look like a person."

(End of this chapter)