I, God Lord, recruit witches to make money

Chapter 38 Please read, today is very important

Gao Liujing was not angry.

There is always no shortage of suitors of all kinds around beautiful women. If you paid attention to them one by one, your lungs would have exploded.

She usually regards such people as floating clouds, and said with a smile: "What a pity, I am a woman with a husband."

"That would be better."

The silver-haired man said something, and the word "invincible" appeared on his granite-like face.

The visual effects of this tough guy style make people doubt that the lines in that style did not come from his mouth, "When this mission is over, you can find another husband."

Mission... Gao Liujing looked at the snowflake pattern on his right eye again, "Who are you?"

The silver-haired man knelt down on one knee and tried to imitate the knight by holding the princess's right hand and kissing the back of it, but she avoided her, "I'm an Oriental and I don't have the habit of letting people grab my hand and kiss it casually."

"It doesn't matter, you will get used to my habits in the future."

The silver-haired man didn't care, stood up, restrained his inner agitation, and chose to sit across from him and said: "My name is Raymond Buck, and I am performing a mission with you under the orders of the high priest.

To be honest, I fell in love with you the first time I saw your photo. I arrived in Yokosuka early and didn't wait for you at the designated Himura Hotel 203 because I wanted to see you earlier. "

There was probably something wrong with his face, because when he said these words, his expression didn't change at all.

If you carry the stereo and play a BGM, you will jump from the real world to another world of painting style in an instant.

Gao Liujing was thinking about these things in his mind, and still had a polite and distant smile on his face, "Sorry, I don't know who the high priest you are talking about is."

"Don't you believe it? Very good. With such vigilance, your reaction and understanding will be faster during battle."

Raymond continued and gave a comment: "I like you more and more."

At this time, the waiter came over and said, "This guest, what would you like to order?"

Raymond replied, "Recent Kobe steak and whiskey."

"Okay, are you two together?"

"of course."

"I don't know him." Gao Liujing said lightly, picked up the knife and fork and said, "I think this restaurant will not let such a rude person disturb the guests' dining, right?"

The waiter said with a smile on his face: "Sir, I'm sorry, please sit over there."

"Yeah." Raymond nodded.

He likes this kind of woman with thorns. At the beginning, when the thorns are pulled out, it will be softer than anyone else.

And he is best at pulling out thorns.

Gao Liujing cut the steak with a knife, forked a piece and chewed it in his mouth. There was no one who was disappetizing, and even the steak became more delicious.

The phone rang in her bag, and without looking at the specific content, she could guess that it was most likely a message from the high priest.

The man named Raymond must be a helper in robbing the soul boy.

Being able to silently approach her behind and speak in that arrogant tone showed that he was definitely not weak.

As for the news that Shiraishi asked for the photo, the possibility is about the same as winning the lottery.

She knew that man too well, and there was a high probability that he was still there, too angry to read back, and there was no way she could send another message.

……

"Despicable, Akira is so despicable."

Shiraishi turned over in the corridor and looked at the message that he couldn't read back, his face full of depression.

He originally wanted to end the conversation by telling Gao Liujing that he could not read back.

But Gao Liujing actually used photos of black stockings and evening clothes to slander his innocence.

A majestic man, if he is said that way, he can't be indifferent, and he must refute it to show his noble character.

Unexpectedly, Akira could no longer read it back.

Flipping through her photos of steaks and Lafite in [-], Shiraishi's face revealed a pensive look.

In the past, every time when an order was completed, Jing would always take him to a barbecue restaurant or eat Teppanyaki. He also said that he liked the smell of fireworks in the streets.

After I went on a solo flight, my eating style completely changed. I went to quiet Western restaurants, drank Lafite from [-], and ate high-end Kobe steaks.

Look at yourself again, lunch is ramen and canned cold beer, and the total does not exceed [-] yen.

When the two people's consumption was compared, the gap instantly became clear.

Shiraishi felt that the ramen and beer at noon were not so delicious, and he felt even more depressed, "Damn it, when I become a rich man, I will open one bottle of Lafite in [-] and drink it one after another."

"Hey, is there that much Lafite from [-]? I haven't finished it after drinking it for so many years."

He found a doubt, and then put it aside. Whether he finished the drink or not had nothing to do with him, and continued to look at the short videos he had taken.

The number of views of the last short video was too false, but the number of views of the latest short video is real. It has just reached [-] views in more than two hours.

There is still a long way to go, so Shiraishi decided to watch Kuroda-san’s short video to find inspiration from it.

……

Time turned to the next day, Shiraishi had not yet become famous, but the shortcomings of a well-known blogger were gradually reflected in him.

His creative passion dropped significantly. The reason was that after checking the advertising revenue in the morning, he realized that it was only enough for him to have lunch.

The daily income of a thousand-fan video blogger is too miserable, so he chooses to lie in the corridor, continue to learn from his predecessors, and see if he can come up with a short video that explodes on YouTube.

"This girl is pretty good, huh."

His fingers paused while scrolling through the video, and he changed from lying down to sitting up. Someone passed through the barrier of the shrine, not a super person, but an ordinary person.

It's so rare. It's been a month or two since the money box was filled with devout believers looking inside.

"Ghost Ryūin." Shiraishi called forward.

At this time, the shrine maiden must be asked to go out to receive them, which will make it look more like a shrine. "If someone comes to worship, you go to the front to receive them."

Miyu Kiryuin stopped punching and said with a look of astonishment: "Hey, I don't know how to interpret the signature."

"I don't know how. You just need to say a few nice words and ask him to put more money into the money box and make a wish."

"Hey," Miyo Kiryuin felt that this behavior was a lie, "it would be better for the Lord of God to interpret the lot."

"I do not know either."

Shiraishi shrugged. In the past, Jing had been the one to solve the signing business. "As long as you use your expertise and receive guests with a warm smile, I believe that the haze on the guests' faces will dissipate like dark clouds upon seeing the sun."

"It feels weird." Miyu Kiryuin complained about this statement, but did not continue to refuse.

She quickly wiped the sweat off her body, put on her miko uniform, and hurried to the shrine's worship hall.

Apart from cleaning in the morning, she rarely visited the worship hall, and it was her first time to receive believers who came to worship.

Okuninushi is the deity in charge of relationships, so it must be a wish for love.

The beauty of Kiryuin felt a little longing in her heart. She looked outside the log-colored torii gate, hoping to see a couple setting foot here hand in hand.

It must be very romantic to make a pledge of eternal love.

She imagined that the old man was walking up the steps with a cane.

Hey, this believer is too old!
(End of this chapter)