BOSS, Luck is Coming!

Qi Yi is an ordinary young man with a small two-bedroom apartment. He does not have a formal job and likes to work part-time everywhere.

The only difference between him and others is that he can see ghosts in his eyes.

The ghost spirit remaining after death, the ghost spirit derived from the evil thoughts of the human heart, the ghost spirit condensed by hatred, the ghost spirit attached to objects, the ghost spirit indicating bad luck... People with ghost spirit will either have bad intentions and debts; or bad luck. Everything went wrong again and again.

Qi Yi and Qi Yi's ancestors all possess the special physique to dissolve ghosts, and their lives have been smooth and disaster-free, but none of their family members can live beyond thirty-five years old. The so-called decline in luck, everything in the world has a price.

Qi Yi didn’t know who his mother was. His father had him when he was twenty, and died when he was twelve. Reunion with children and grandchildren, enjoy their old age. Originally, he wanted to take Qi Yi away, but Qi Yi did not agree, but promised to visit him abroad regularly.

Qi Yi did not go to university, but chose to enter society early. He knows that his life span is not long, so he lives every day very seriously, constantly trying new things, enjoying the joy and sense of accomplishment of learning and improving various skills.

The city is prosperous, feasting, and ghostly. Many people are well-dressed and successful in their careers, but they are haunted by ghosts and have grievances in their hearts. Qi Yi watched too much and got used to it. How many people in the world can live as easily as he does? How many people can have no complaints about life? When there is grievance, there will be ghost energy, and when there is murderous intention, there will be blood. It's just that some ghosts can fade away, and some will accumulate more and more.

"Alright." Qi Yi inserted a few chocolate bars and said with a smile, "Today's serving is all completed."

Sister Su leaned at the counter, looking at the beautiful and delicious cakes on the table, and sighed: "Xiao Yiyi, why don't you want to work as a full-time cake chef in the old sister's shop?"

"Isn't that good?" Making pastries at the Rainbow House is one of his part-time jobs, with 15% commission for each pastry. The little cakes he made are very popular, and they are sold out every time they are new. This is also the reason why Sister Su is particularly resentful. She has such a good craftsmanship, and the salary she offers him is not low, but he just doesn't want to be full-time.

At this time, the door ding dong sounded, and a man walked into the Rainbow House.

Qi Yi turned his back to the door, and suddenly felt a strong ghost air. I couldn't help turning his head and looking at him. He was a tall man in a suit and leather shoes. He looked majestic and had an extraordinary bearing, but his eyes were dull and gloomy, which made people daunting.

Sister Su's back chilled, her face stiffened, and politely asked, "What do you need, Mr.?"

"One tiramisu and two mousses, Ms. Pei ordered." The man's voice was as cold as his.

"It turned out to be Ms. Pei." Ms. Pei is an old customer of Qi Yi, and she will come here several times a month. However, it was the first time for this man to see a driver before.

After receiving the receipt, Sister Su properly packed the cake and handed it to the man.

Qi Yi was secretly frightened by the side, the ghost spirit in this man was so strong that even normal people would feel it, and it would not be possible to form it within two or three hundred years. But the man in front of him is definitely not more than thirty years old, and he looks righteous, not like a wicked person.

This situation may occur, either because he has committed too many crimes, but at his age, even if he starts to mutilate creatures from birth, this effect will not be achieved. Either it is wearing an old object that attracts ghosts. This is yet to be verified. There is another reason, that is family grievances. If his ancestors committed a lot of sins and have not resolved them, then the ghost energy accumulated by generations may be retributed to future generations.

But what surprised Qi Yi even more was that this ghost-ridden man actually lived healthily to the present?

Ghost qi can not only affect the health and mental state of living people, but also weaken their qi luck and cause various accidental casualties. He is physically strong and full of energy, and he seems to have a good life and a successful career. It is really unprecedented. Does he have some kind of support on his body that can resist ghostly attacks?

Qi Yi looked too focused, and met the man's sharp gaze. The latter glanced at him coldly, picked up the cake box, turned and walked out of the Rainbow House.

"Huh, my heart!" Sister Su exaggeratedly patted her chest and praised, "That man is so handsome, but it's so cold that I didn't dare to breathe."

handsome? In Qi Yi's eyes, this ghost-shrouded man was full of spiritual temperament, and he couldn't praise him even if he was handsome. He is sure that if this guy takes a photo, no matter how good the pixels and how bright the light is, he can only take a ghost film effect. Qi Yi was right. After he got acquainted with this ghostly gentleman in the future, he would discover how much he hates taking pictures, because all the pictures taken are like posthumous photos...

"Thief, catch the thief!" At this moment, a woman screamed from outside the door.

"Thief?" Sister Su immediately ran out to watch the excitement.

Qi Yi took off his apron and followed out.

He first saw the man who bought the cake just now walking towards the car parked on the opposite street. The thief got out of the crowd beside him and ran into the man. The cake in his hand fell to the ground, and he was caught off guard. He staggered a few steps forward and rushed out of the sidewalk. At this time, it was the red light, and the vehicles were shuttled. Seeing a truck rushing towards him, once it hits him, it will be bad luck. Unexpectedly, if the truck driver had the help of his god, he would park the car at a point where he was only half a meter away from the man.

Qi Yi's eyes widened, this luck!

In contrast, the thief was unlucky. After hitting the man, he suddenly tripped under his feet for unknown reasons. He slammed into a big horse, and his bag flew out. Landing not far from Qi Yi, he walked over to pick up the bag and waited for the owner on the spot. The thief lay on the ground and did not get up after several struggles. In the end, he was surrounded by people with punches and kicks and almost died.

In the end, the thief was taken away by the police, and the owner retrieved the lost property. The man who was almost hit by the car was only a false alarm, and he was not physically harmed.

The man picked up the cake that fell on the floor and threw it into the trash can, and then went to the Rainbow House to buy another one. He didn't seem to be surprised at this accident, the expression on his face didn't move at all.

Well, that kind of situation can be avoided, it's not that there is any support, that is, his life is too hard... Qi Yi thought silently.

But this was just an episode for him, and he forgot when he turned his head.

In the evening, Qi Yi bought a lot of ingredients, intending to treat his stomach.

Although his apartment is not large in size, it is very comfortable and equipped with all kinds of cooking equipment in the kitchen. His goal in life is to enjoy all the things worth enjoying in the world, and food is naturally indispensable.

Pan-fried pork slices, deep-fried prawns, winter melon in casserole with double shells, and a plate of stir-fried vegetables, a rich dinner is complete. He usually cooks one (two) meat and one vegetable plus nutritious soup. The portion of each dish is not much, so there is basically no need to worry about waste.

There are milk and fruit soup for supper later.

After eating and packing the tableware, Qi Yi packed a box of snacks and sent it to the neighbor's house.

"Good evening Song Ge." Qi Yi handed over a snack.

"Xiaoyi is here." Brother Song smiled and greeted him to enter the house, groaningly, "Say we don't always give us snacks, it's too expensive."

"Who told me to fancy the malt of Song Ge's house?" As soon as Qi Yi entered the house, he was thrown over by a big dog. He hugged him and rubbed its head vigorously, "Malt, you are still so passionate."

"It, I look forward to your coming every night, guarding the door motionless, like a husband stone." Song Ge grinned at his big dog irritably.

Malt screamed, his tail wagging very cheerfully.

Qi Yi and Dagou kissed him for a while, and said to Song Ge: "Then Song Ge, I took the malt out for a walk."

"Go ahead and be safe."

Qi Yi led the malt out of the community and trot along the river.

Malt raised his head, his limbs wiggled, his eyes filled with joy. Qi Yi took it for a lap, rested in the park, untied the reins and allowed the malt to move freely.

In the evening, many people take their pets to the park for a walk. Malt can make a lot of friends here, and it is very happy to play around.

At this moment, there was a messy dog ​​barking not far away. Qi Yi followed his reputation and saw six or seven pet dogs barking at someone, and the malt was among them.

How can the sacred cause the collective hatred of the dogs?

Qi Yi walked over and, with the help of the landscape light, finally saw the person's appearance. He was still in a suit and leather shoes, so handsome and angry. The ghostly Mr. Cake, seeing twice a day, is also considered destined.

At this moment, Mr. Guiqi had a frosty face, and stood stiffly on the spot. The dogs around him barking at him refused to let him go under the beating of his master.

Qi Yichao walked up to the malt, touched the back of its neck, and calmly said, "It's okay, it's okay."

The sound was like a warm breeze, and the originally irritable dogs gradually calmed down, and then walked to Qi Yi's side, Xiang Yixiang, squeezed, and looked like a behest.

Malt became displeased, so he stood up and grabbed Qi Yi's body, and yelled at the other dogs a few warnings: My person is also someone you can get close to? Quickly step aside.

The other dogs hummed a few times, not familiar with it.

"Are you okay?" Qi Yi asked.

Mr. Guiqi nodded and thanked him coldly.

"Are you here to visit friends? Do you want me to send you there?"

Qi Yi could see that he wanted to refuse, but the dog in the park made him change his mind: "Then trouble you, Fengyuan 1607, thank you."

"Come with me." Qi Yi tied the malt's dog chain again and led him over.

Malt is on Qi Yi's right, so Mr. Guiqi walks on his left.

Seeing that this annoying stranger was so close to Qi Yi, Malt walked around half a circle and walked between the two of them, guarding him like a thief.

Qi Yi changed his hands and found that Mr. Ghost Qi was several meters away from him, secretly funny. Poor guy, because of that ghost, it's probably not uncommonly despised by the animals.

He led the person downstairs, greeted him and led the malt away.

Mr. Guiqi stared at him for a long while before turning around and walking into the corridor.