Help! This savior is too stupid!

"It's a lot of nonsense, it's not in line with Zhou etiquette!"

The situation suddenly changed, and the origami fan directly cut out the ghost ink cartridge. Her personal statement had nothing to do with the small group of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and she personally took full responsibility.

Facing the light-speed cutting of the origami fan, Ghost Ink Box immediately started punching,

"The origami fan is sexist, right? It depends on whether I report it or not! Just wait for the suspension and investigation!"

Ghost Ink Box said fiercely,

"When the time comes, I will peel off your skin and you will be honest!"

Obviously, Ghost Ink Box knows what the origami fan really cares about.

"Don't spit on anyone."

The origami fan lifted up the paper fan and covered half of his face. Ink spots kept appearing on the paper fan.

"I solemnly state that I am just discriminating against you!"

For most women, origami fans are still very respected.

"Besides, you are a ghost now. Do ghosts have genders? The last time I checked your time sheet, you even took leave for Father's Day, and you were still paid!"

Faced with Origami Fan's accusation, Ghost Ink Box gave a shocking punch, "Who stipulates that fathers can only be men? This is also gender discrimination! It is the oppression of a patriarchal society..."

Origami Fan showed a helpless expression and spread his hands. There was a reason why he discriminated against the Ghost Ink Cartridge...

Zhou Wangu expressed his understanding.

Ignoring Ghost Ink Box's unreasonable troubles, Origami Fan gathered the paper fan, held the fan in one hand, gently shook the paper fan, tapped it in the palm of his hand, showed a polite and appropriate smile, and asked seriously,

"In these years in the secret tomb, I have never slacked off for a day. This is my attendance record, this is the meeting record, and this is my mission experience. This is my learning experience from the four pillars of the Pure Land..."

Seeing the mountain of manuscripts coming out of the origami fan, Zhou Wangu felt a little dizzy for a moment.

He had indeed heard some rumors about pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Ghost Ink Box, punching into the brain, no matter what happens, in the end it is the oppression of women, there is only punching, punching, punching!

As for the origami fan...this man from Qilu perfectly fits all the stereotypes of Qilu men.

To put it simply: he wants to improve so much!

Zhou Wangu accepted all the records and asked seriously, "How many levels do you want to upgrade this time?"

The origami fan smiled shyly,

"What can't be promoted? Zhou Wangu, I'm not criticizing you. To be honest, there is something wrong with your consciousness. Aren't you fighting for the Pure Land everywhere? If Han Chan hadn't personally ordered the general..."

Qi Tianbi interrupted abruptly, "It wasn't Hanchan who kept you, you have become a guest of the Earth Throne."

Zhan Longyan nodded and hummed, completely agreeing.

Origami threw down her fan in anger and angrily scolded her teammates for causing trouble.

"How could I do such a thing that abandons the light and turns to darkness? It's not in line with Zhou etiquette!"

What nonsense are you talking about?

Now that Qie Tianbi had opened his mouth, he looked at Zhou Wangu and made his own request.

"You can continue working for Pure Land, but I want to see Han Chan first."

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone, three of the four people put forward their own requests.

Zhou Wangu looked at the last person,

"It's not too much for you. If you have any requests, let's ask them together now."

Zhan Longyan just said vaguely, "Oh."

With the Pure Land Pillar holding them down, these four people will not defect, but if you want to let them work... I'm sorry, Zhou Wangu is not qualified yet.

Let the pillars come!

Since Zhou Wangu dug out the four of them, he also knew that these four were thorns in the side and difficult to deal with. He must have had countermeasures in advance.

Zhou Wangu turned on his voice recorder and started chatting with Secretary Huang.

"Xiao Huang, I have uploaded all the recordings. It's up to you."

Although Zhou Wangu couldn't stand Secretary Huang, hey, there are specialties in the art industry.

In this regard, Secretary Huang is stronger than the pillar!

Secretary Huang’s voice came from Zhou Wangu’s recording pen,

"Ghost Ink Box, what do you want?"

He needs to know what the other party wants so that he can continue to serve the Pure Land.

“All the wages owed over the years have been repaid!”

Ghost Ink Box added, "I want the Underworld Coin!"

Even if ordinary money is given to her, it will not be easy to use.

"I'll do the math for you. You still owe the headquarters 50 cents."

Before Gui Mojia could refute, Secretary Huang said slowly, "In order to box in the past, you opened 1.26 million trumpets on various platforms, all of which were authenticated by your own real name..."

Ghost Ink Box held his neck and defended, "I didn't box, it was all oppression from the patriarchal society!"

She didn't deny the million trumpet thing...

Ghost Ink Box was righteous and confident.

To take a step back, even if there were more than one million trumpets, how could they owe the headquarters money? !

Secretary Huang continued,

"Before you enter the secret tomb, these more than one million small accounts have activated all the automatic renewals that can be activated. These are all authenticated by real-name authentication, and money will be deducted from your account regularly every month..."

"Every agreement has your ghost face recognition and authorization. I passed it on to you. You can check it yourself."

Ghost Ink Box:......

With more than one million trumpets and hundreds of years of timely payments deducted, she only owes the headquarters fifty cents, so the headquarters is kind...

As for who could do such a thing, do you need to guess?

Something with such a low level of anthropomorphism must have something to do with Han Chan!

After settling Ghost Ink Box's salary request, Secretary Huang looked at the origami fan who wanted to be promoted.

"I can't receive your documents for the moment. Please show me the results of the alcohol test during the attendance period..."

"ah?"

Origami Fan blushed instantly,

"I, the substance of the alcohol test has run out! Yes, it has run out!"

It's not that he can't produce the record, it's that there is no way to record it!

In accordance with Zhou Li!

He dared to swear to Han Chan that he absolutely did not drink during work!

Secretary Huang said calmly,

"That's easy. Before you entered the secret tomb, you bought a total of 3,000 jars of Qianrizui. We just need to check how many jars are left."

"I need to remind you that if you drink more than 2 jars of Qianrizui on the weekend, your alcohol content will still exceed the standard when you go to work on Monday..."

Secretary Huang didn't need to say the rest.

The reaction of the paper fan has already explained everything.

This guy is addicted to alcohol, and he must have been drunk.

As for the request of the Qi Tian Bi, it is easier to solve.

Secretary Huang only asked one question,

"I can send your coordinates to Mie Tu, are you sure you need me to do this?"

You let the pillar come first, but if the pillar really comes, how should you deal with it?

Qi Tian Bi: I have been honest, please let me go.

As for the Dragon Slaying Inkstone, Secretary Huang had a private chat with him, and the two sides had obviously reached a deal that could not be disclosed.

In the end, it was still Origami who stood up and said aggrievedly,

"I have worked hard over the years, even if I have not made any contributions. I don't ask for a raise every three years, but at least I should ask for a raise every thirty years!"

He doesn't care about a raise, as long as he can get a promotion!

In the end, Secretary Huang compromised, or, after some bargaining, Secretary Huang finally gave the things that he was going to give to Origami to Origami.

Origami proudly opened the paper fan, which was shining with golden light and densely written with words, which were Origami's updated job level:

[Half-step Pillar Great Perfection Nine-fold Peak Twelve Turns...]

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(Ten thousand words updated, great)