The Witch

In various orders, Xiang Ning spent more than 5,000 Jilang, ordering a variety of things, not to mention those within the scope of delivery, some out of the scope of delivery, Xiang Ning directly called errands, half a city away He sent. One time I called a hot pot, because the hot pot was too heavy to move, so he was directly placed at the door with the pot and stove, so he squatted at the entrance of the villa to eat most of the night.

But he is a ghost, and the ghost eats a taste, and that thing still exists. But Xiang Ning didn't panic at all. He called for another run errand nearby, rewarded fifty yuan, and asked someone to come and help him take the hot pot away again.

The errand boy was surprised when he received the order. He has received all kinds of errand tasks, some help with shopping, some help deliver things, but he has never received help to take out the trash. When he arrived at the door of the villa, he saw a mouthful of hot pot with red oil, filled with a pot of meatballs and vegetables of various colors, plus beef and mutton, all the ingredients would overflow. There is also a note next to the hot pot, pressed with a bowl and saucer, and it says: Please help the garbage sorting, thank you.

The little errand guy looked dumbfounded, and he didn't eat it after cooking. Did this guy cook a hot pot at his door to play?

The wealthy people nowadays really don't understand it more and more.

Ji Lang didn't respond much to Xiang Ning's behavior of spending money. After all, this amount of money was nothing to him, and it was a good deal to buy a clean one. But it’s summer, Xiang Ning has eight meals a day. Ji Lang is afraid that the villa will be swished by the leftover meals, so he took time to go there. The intention was to arrange a cleaning aunt, but he came home. At first glance, this kid is smart, and the garbage has been taken care of.

Ji Lang immediately ignored it completely.

In a flash, it was half a month. At this time, Sang Tian had already calculated all his net worth, and transferred one-fifth of it to Dong Yongyuan, and brought a black cat with him.

The day after receiving the money, Dong Yongyuan handed the bank card and the black cat to Wu Miaomiao.

"Why is there a civet?" Wu Miaomiao's eyes fell on the cage that Dong Yongyuan was carrying.

The black cat in the cage seemed to be sleeping. After hearing Wu Miaomiao's voice, his closed eyes opened briefly, and then immediately closed again.

"Xiaohao gave it to you." Dong Yongyuan said.

"It's not that I want to use civets to pay off debts. I tell you, I don't want them to be too expensive." Wizards like black spirit beasts, of which black cats are the most popular. Her master also raised a black cat in the past, but that cat was just an ordinary cat, with a black fur that was likable. But the black cat in front of her was full of aura, and because of this, Wu Miaomiao felt that if the price was right, she wouldn't mind accepting it.

"Meow?!" The black cat suddenly raised his head and exclaimed angrily at Wu Miaomiao, as if he felt Wu Miaomiao's disgust.

"No money for you. The rest of the reward is in this card." Dong Yongyuan said.

"If you don't need money, I don't want it. No merit will be lost." Wu Miaomiao refused.

"How can it be regarded as having no merit or merit? You saved my aunt, you saved the lives of my uncle and cousin, so they both have to pay you. The money in this bank card is my uncle's wealth, this The cat is the net worth of my cousin." Dong Yongyuan said.

Wu Miaomiao was a little dizzy by Dong Yongyuan: "Why does it sound like it makes sense?"

"Originally, this cat proprietress, you can take it with ease. It just so happens that you wizards like black cats?" Sang Wenhao told him that the wizard likes black cats.

Wu Miaomiao glanced at the black cat again, feeling a little moved. Black cats and cursed dolls are standard equipment for wizards. Cursed dolls can be made by themselves, but the black cat spirit beast depends on chance. Although she didn't have the idea of ​​looking for a black cat, but with a black cat, she would appear to have a card when she went out in the future.

"That's OK, then I will accept this cat. Tell your cousin that if he asks me for something in the future, I won't abandon him for less pocket money." Wu Miaomiao collects money based on the person's wealth. One of them will be collected, which means that the richer the client, the more remuneration she will receive. Therefore, under normal circumstances, Wu Miaomiao would not accept a child's entrustment, because the child only had pocket money, and it was very likely that after a long period of effort, he didn't even have a thousand yuan. Moreover, it would have to be the case when the New Year's Eve money was taken just after the Spring Festival.

"Okay." Dong Yongyuan agreed with a smile.

"Give me the cat, you take the bank card to the grandfather." Wu Miaomiao took the cat cage and looked curiously.

"Give it to the boss?"

"Yeah, all the money I earn will be spent by Xiang Gong." Wu Miaomiao said naturally.

Dong Yongyuan was slightly startled, and suddenly thought of the night half a month ago, when his uncle made the down payment, the proprietress seemed to have just picked up the bank card from her hand, and turned around and gave it to the boss. And the boss, it seems that he has actually accepted it.

The boss is so rich, and he still takes the money from his wife. Is this playing the game of nurturing?

"Okay, then I'll take it to the boss, and there is a contract for him to sign." Dong Yongyuan turned back to his desk with the bank card, and then took the contract for Ji Lang to sign, and went to the second floor. Up.

In the office, Ji Lang flipped over the contract Dong Yongyuan had brought over and signed it after confirming that there was nothing wrong. As a result, as soon as he closed the contract, he saw Dong Yongyuan handing over another bank card.

Ji Lang was puzzled and looked at Dong Yongyuan in confusion.

"The boss gave it to you, saying that all the money she earned is spent on you."

Ah, what a wonderful daughter-in-law, I don’t know if I can marry a daughter-in-law who makes money for me in my life. If there is...no, I can’t think about it. I don’t want to work hard.

Ji Lang was stunned, and did not pick up the bank card: "Is it the balance payment from your uncle?"

"Right." Dong Yongyuan nodded.

"You divide the money in the card in two, deposit half in my card, and half to Wu Miaomiao." Ji Lang said.

Five minutes later, Dong Yongyuan took the bank card down again, and at the same time an extremely complex expression appeared on his face, with envy, jealousy, and even more grief and indignation.

With a "pop", Dong Yongyuan slammed the contract on his desk, as if venting something, frightening Bei Fan next to him.

"What are you doing?" Bei Fan asked him.

"It's choking." Dong Yongyuan said angrily.

"You choked and went to drink water, why did you throw something? Be careful to scare away my inspiration, and look for you desperately." Bei Fan threatened.

Dong Yongyuan was speechless for a moment, but finally he took the cup to catch the water. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect. After drinking the water, he felt that he really didn't choke as before. After feeling better, he then went to the reading area to find Wu Miaomiao.

"Lady boss, give me your bank account." Dong Yongyuan said.

"Why?" Wu Miaomiao was holding a jerky to tease the black cat in the cage. He turned around after hearing this. Seeing Wu Miaomiao's distraction, the black cat was going to grab Wu Miaomiao's hand after probing his paw.

"Be careful!" Dong Yongyuan was startled.

Wu Miaomiao seemed to have known it a long time ago, and she shrank her hand back, avoiding it in an instant.

Dong Yongyuan was taken aback: "Why is this cat so fierce? My cousin clearly said it's pretty cute."

"It's probably because I disliked it just now. I was angry when I heard it." Wu Miao said.

"Meow~~" The black cat meowed, and the cat's face lifted up with a look of contempt.

"It looks really angry." Dong Yongyuan also noticed this time.

"Why are you asking me for a bank account? Give me money?" Wu Miaomiao then asked Dong Yongyuan.

"Yes." Dong Yongyuan nodded, "The boss asked me to give you half of the money in the card just now."

"Shanggong said? Why?" Wu Miaomiao heard that Ji Lang had confessed it, and suddenly became curious.

"You said, the money you make is spent on him, then the money he made will be spent on you." Dong Yongyuan said, while enduring the stench of dog food, he said sourly, "My uncle gave it to him." Isn't half of the salary earned by the boss? So the half will be passed on to you."

"Really?!" Wu Miaomiao's eyes lit up with a fist, and the grinning corners of her mouth were about to go behind her head.

"Yes, not only the money, the copyright of the book sold by the boss in the future will also be credited to your account." Dong Yongyuan had a stomachache and suddenly felt choking. He had known that he would drink more water before coming back.

"Okay, I'll give you the account number." Wu Miaomiao promised this time very happy. It happened that there was a picture of the bank card in her mobile phone album, so she directly found out WeChat and sent it to Dong Yongyuan.

After sending it out, Wu Miaomiao was still silly with her mobile phone, so happy. I don’t know if Xianggong was so happy when he received the bank card he gave him, hehehe~~~

Dong Yongyuan couldn't stand it anymore, and he even regretted coming over in person. He had known that he would have to ask for an account directly on WeChat, and he had to come over and be stuffed with dog food.

Dong Yongyuan walked back to his work station. Before he sat down, Wu Miaomiao suddenly sent him another WeChat message.

Mrs. Boss: [Hurry up and give me money. I'm going to buy things for the beginning of school in the afternoon, and I will buy them with the comrades' money. 】

Dong Yongyuan paused, then picked up the water glass on the table and poured it fiercely, then replied with a word: [OK. 】

The Sang family had already returned to leave the city, and the reward was directly sent to Dong Yongyuan's account after Sang Tian's assessment, so this card was actually Dong Yongyuan's card. Hearing Wu Miaomiao's request, Dong Yongyuan immediately logged into the online bank and transferred the money to Wu Miaomiao.

It was a remittance with many zeros. After Wu Miaomiao received the money, she couldn't wait to spend it. She wandered around the mall several times and bought a lot of things, as if she suddenly became very interested in shopping.

It's the same to spend money, how can it be so much happier to spend the money of your relatives than to spend your own money?

Wu Miaomiao happily went shopping, and even bought a bunch of pet supplies for the black cat who had just received it and hated him. When I was thinking about what else I could buy, there were two more transfers in the bank card, which were several million and tens of millions.

This... is this also the money that Xianggong made? I just came out to buy something, and Xiang Gong made money again?

As she was thinking about it, Dong Yongyuan’s WeChat sent me: [Madam boss, the two-to-two transfers just now are the boss’s contribution this month and the copyright fee that has arrived in the account. 】

Wu Miaomiao stared at the news for a long time, and suddenly she lost her desire to shop. She went back to the studio with a bunch of shopping bags.

"Boss, what did you buy?" The people in the studio were drinking afternoon tea. Seeing Wu Miaomiao came back with big bags and small bags, he couldn't help but curiously leaned forward.

Going to college, there are so many things to buy. When they were in college, they wanted to buy everything new.

"I bought some things for the beginning of school, and some food." Wu Miaomiao took out the food and distributed it to everyone, "I will add a meal to the afternoon tea."

"Thank you, lady boss." Everyone thanked them, and took the food and divided them up. Dong Yongyuan also wanted to follow, but Wu Miaomiao grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Dong Yongyuan was startled, knowing that this was the lady boss who had something to ask herself, so he actively asked, "Madam boss, what's the matter?"

Wu Miaomiao patted the position next to her, and signaled Dong Yongyuan to sit down. After Dong Yongyuan sat down, she asked quietly, "Dongdong, how much money does Xiang Gong earn in a month?"

"How much money does the boss make a month?" Dong Yongyuan frowned. Why did the boss ask this question? Is it to see if the boss hides private money? In this case, it should not be too specific, but it must show the richness of the boss.

"This is hard to say. It depends on whether the boss can open a new book. If he opens a new book, his income in the month of opening the book will be higher. If he doesn't open it, the income from the old text is also considerable. In addition to copyright, the owner's book, copyright It has always been very popular, and many foreign companies will come to ask, but the boss asks more, it depends on his mood to sell. However, one or two copyrights can be sold in a year, and one copyright has at least 20 million. Recently, One of the boss’s books has already been filmed and is about to be released. It is estimated that new readers will come to the website to read the book after the release, and the cost of the manuscript will rise again."

"In addition to these, the boss still has a lot of real estate. If the real estate is concerned, he doesn’t seem to rent it out, but the house price is rising every day. The last time I saw the boss still bought stocks, this stock is hard to say. I don’t think so. I know what stocks the boss buys. But if the returns are good, it will cost you millions in a month. And..."

"And..." Wu Miaomiao's voice trembled a little.

"What I said is actually only what I know, and there may be some things I don't know. Anyway, the boss is very rich." Dong Yongyuan feels that he is really an excellent assistant. In this way, the boss will definitely not be able to find out the private money. Come, "Although the boss has only opened a new book in two or three months, as long as the book is finished, someone will read it on the Internet. So he just doesn't do anything, and he has money to pay every day."

"Don't do anything, and have money to make money every day?" Wu Miaomiao's expression changed.

"Yes, but if you don't open the book for a long time, the traffic will definitely not be enough, and the manuscript fee will definitely fall."

Wu Miaomiao couldn't listen to these words anymore, and Dong Yongyuan's words just circulated in her mind. Even if her family mate did nothing, he still had money to make money every day?

Wu Miaomiao has always felt that she can make money, but when she is forced by Xianggong, she is a waste of wood.

Xianggong doesn't do anything, so she can get money, and she doesn't do anything, so she can only spend money.

No, it can't be like this. Now that Xianggong has spent all the money she earned, she herself is rich, but when Xianggong spends the money she made, doesn't she want to become poor? Resolutely do not let Xiang Gong suffer from poverty.

"Dongdong, I want to make money, do you have a way?" Wu Miao thought about it, and she can only rely on her own witchcraft to make money.

Although she can go out to find the target and make money by herself, she finds the target by relying on the negative energy value. The more desperate the other party, the more negative energy, the more it can attract her attention. But the more desperate the person, the richer it does not mean.

Last time, Han Meng, with a net worth of 3 million, was already the second richest of the clients she had ever received. Well, the first richest person is Dong Yongyuan's uncle. But even the sum of their money is not as good as a copyright fee from her mate.

It's so weak.

That's why she thought of Dong Yongyuan. Dong Yongyuan is the undercover agent of the association. He must know how the people in Xuanmen make money.

"Boss, you are already so rich, why are you so desperate to make money?" Dong Yongyuan is really puzzled. A copyright fee from the boss is enough for him to spend his whole life. If he has this money, it is estimated that he will be in his life. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? No need to work hard. In the end, why did the boss's wife look like she was stimulated, but she worked hard to become stronger?

"I want to work hard to make money for Xiang Gong." Wu Miaomiao clenched a fist.

Dong Yongyuan felt that a ton of dog food suddenly appeared in the sky, and buried him unexpectedly.

It's really enough, your husband and wife will have to show how many times today to stop.