Yuanshen: Master Of Niu Miscellaneous Carving

On the big screen, the reporter followed Dada Duck to interview Manager Hu of the International Business Department of Tosaeng Hall.

Manager Hu: "Yes, I promised that if I die this year, I will be buried next year, but did your friend die this year?"

Dada Duck: "Well, she died last year."

Manager Hu: "So, if she died this year, he will be buried next year~ guaranteed.

"But she died last year, so early. You said she was in such a hurry to die, did she rush to reincarnate?"

Dada Duck was angry: "You, you, you, are you speaking human language? Then you have to die at a certain time?"

Manager Hu: "If you say that, it feels like you're exaggerating."

The melon-eating viewers in the live broadcast room are living in Bengbu.

[Xiaogong: This (?_?)?, is this speaking in human language? He also said that his friend died at an inappropriate time. ]

[Bennett: According to this, will it be said next year that your friend died last year, not this year, so you still won’t be buried?]

[Kaya: Bennett's brain turns very fast, it must be this routine. ]

[Beidou: Hahahaha, this is the so-called shoulder, the performance of Walnut is so crumbly. ]

[Walnut: Beidou big sister head (▼皮▼#), we have a sea burial business in Xiangshengtang. ]

The video continues to play:

Manager Hu smirked: "I can understand your mood, and I'm coordinating and communicating with you calmly now, but you...

Dada Duck was very angry: "You understand what a fart! Let me tell you!"

"How about I take my friend to your house and put it under your bed, and let her sing to you every night?"

Manager Hu quickly waved his hand: "Uh, no, no, don't be too impulsive.

"Let's calm down, calm down and analyze, where is the root of this problem? It's still your friend."

"So just get rid of your friend, a problem..."

Dada Duck was surprised and angry: "Ah, no, it's unreasonable, it's unreasonable!"

"It's because your cemetery is unfinished! Is there any reason for you to kill my friend?"

Even the reporter was a little angry when he saw it: "The problem now is how to solve this problem.

The melon-eating viewers in the live broadcast room also lived in Bengbu for the second time.

[Chongyun: Get rid of Ms.? She is dead and burned to ashes, how to solve it?

[Xingqiu: Of course, find a random place, dig a hole and bury it, or just sprinkle it into the seaㄟC)]

[Maplehara Wanye: Here, the fallen leaves must return to their roots. If it is not the request of the deceased, the remains must not be desecrated. They must be buried in the ground for peace. ]

[Paimon: Wow (?`~?), this Hall of Resurrection is too black-hearted, not to mention defrauding other people's money, and even scatter the ashes. ]

[胡桃: @皮蒙蒙, a coffin for children is more suitable for you. ]

[Dadalia: Although the party that was persecuted into crumbs seems to have shifted to Hall Master Hu, can you stop making me look like a fool: O)0]

[Arataki Ichito: It really doesn't look very smart, that look, hahahaha, I laughed to death. ]

[Jiujo Suoluo: Hmph, you stupid ghost, you also have the face to say that others are not smart. ]

The video continues on the big screen:

Manager Hu: "If you don't want to hear your friend sing, then here's my suggestion. You can let your friend be buried with someone else."

"Joint burial also has many advantages, the cost is low, and then you can be buried with others, and you can chat with others when you have nothing to do, so you won't be alone.

When Dada Duck heard this, he put his hips on his hips and spun around in place.

The reporters who interviewed were all so angry that they couldn't stand it: "I can't listen to it anymore, so why don't you just say how to solve this mess?"

Hall Master Hu still said calmly: "This unfinished question day, you have to ask the developer, what's the use of you asking me?"

"I'm just a cemetery seller, and I'm also a victim. My original commission for selling the cemetery has also been ruined."

Reporter: "What about the developer? Where did the developer go?"

Manager Hu: "The developer ate, drank, gambled, and owed 350 million to Mora, who was buried with my sister-in-law. I don't know where."

"Besides, what's the use of finding him?"

Dada Duck pointed down angrily: "Let him refund the money, your cemetery is unfinished, but I have to pay back my grave loan!"

"Then Beiguo Bank urges me eight times a day, repay the loan! Repay the loan! I haven't got the meal allowance for last month, and I've already done nothing to Zhongli, and I have to add the grave loan" I still want Do not live anymore?"

Ro¥tt.....

Dada Duck scratched his hair frantically, looking like a big gray duck.

[Zhongli: Hey ∑(¯□¯;), why did you take me with you again?]

[Ningguang: Young Master is an executive officer of fools. It is reasonable to say that Beiguo Bank will provide a large amount of funds, but Young Master ended up with a loan

[ Ke Qing: This shows that the son’s grave loan and the cost of Zhongli, the guest of the deceased hall, have definitely reached an unimaginable amount (

[Master Mao: The average consumption level of our family’s Wanmintang is not high, but just like this, Mr. Zhongli will keep at least 10,000 moras in the account every month. ]

[Stone: Mr. Zhongli gambles with stones every month, and he probably owes tens to hundreds of thousands of moras. ]

[Yueshu: Mr. Zhongli will keep at least hundreds of thousands of moras in Xinyuexuan every month. ]

[Xingxi: Well, Mr. Zhongli will probably book dozens of accounts with me to the listed city Mora for each user. ]

The bosses and buddies of Liyue's shops all came out to quote, and the melon-eating audience in the live broadcast room were all stunned.

[Mona: This, there are nearly ten million moras this month, Gudu (saliva)]

[Paimon: My God (⊙o⊙), this person is too good at spending money, isn’t the salary of Keqing in the Pastoral Hall so high?]

[Bennett: Nearly 10 million moras a month, my God, I may not be able to transfer so many moras in my life. ]

[Pantalone: ​​Although, I can make a lot of money, and I am in charge of the fund operation of fools, but this kind of behavior of spending a thousand moras on worthless things a month...It is very difficult for me Accepted.

If Dadalia is wasting 10 million moras every month, then I must consider whether to cut off his financial support. ]

[Shenli Lingren: Then it is clearer and clearer. Because of this, the young master was cut off from funds, so he can only use his own salary to support idlers and carry grave loans. ]

Immediately, the melon eaters in the live broadcast room were full of contempt for Zhongli, an idler.

PS: Thank you guys for your flowers and recommendation tickets, and continue to brazenly beg for flowers and tickets. The little author who hit the street is here to thank the guys for their support. .