Chapter 251 Uncle Zhong, Mianmian is very busy recently

Yang Xian felt strange, and the next second he saw the other person appearing next to him.

Those round eyes looked him up and down, and then showed a smile that suddenly dawned on him: "Okay, okay, it's you."

Yang Xian frowned: "What's wrong with me?"

The purple-robed official just touched his beard, his body turned into a wisp of smoke, and ran to Su Chenyi's car.

Mianmian was sleeping soundly, but her smooth head bounced, and it still hurt.

She opened her eyes and saw an ugly face with beards.

“Ah, Uncle Zhong, why are you here?”

Zhong Kui raised his eyebrows: "Why, your Uncle Zhong can't come?"

Mianmian said with a milky voice: "No, Uncle Cui usually comes here, so Mianmian feels strange."

Zhong Kui raised his eyebrows as if he had accepted Xiao Ni Tuan's explanation, then crossed his legs in the car and smiled proudly: "I got Cui Yu drunk, so of course I'm here."

"Oh, that's it." Mianmian nodded and asked again, "Then what is Uncle Zhong doing here?"

Zhong Kui said: "I came here to tell you that the computer thing you made earlier is really useful. Now it needs to be made in large quantities. Find someone to make it quickly. Also, the little lovers said it themselves, They are good at organizing files, but not good at management. They need someone who is good at it to go to the underworld to help and select suitable talents from the ghosts waiting to be reincarnated in Fengdu. Also, Uncle Zhong also wants to come and see you and the current world. "

As expected of a military officer, Zhong Kui spoke such a long sequence of words in a cadence and without needing to breathe heavily.

Officials of the underworld were stipulated that they were not allowed to wander around the mortal world at will unless they had nothing to do. When Zhong Kui first became a judge, he was a famous ghost-catching master in the mortal world, and was also known as the Heavenly Master. He was found wherever there were scary monsters. Now it's no longer possible. I can only shrink into the underworld and cannot come out at will.

Now that he has come up to see it and seen it with his own eyes, Zhong Kui has a personal and practical feeling of "the great changes in the world."

The car kept driving. It was obviously dark night, but the city was still as bright as day.

This is the feasting and colorful world of those little devils?

 It’s really enough money.

Mianmian saw Zhong Kui looking outside, with yearning in his eyes, and asked, "Does Uncle Zhong like the current mortal world?"

Zhong Kui stroked his beard and laughed: "I can't say whether I like it or not, I just think it's strange. Such a lively scene and lanterns of so many colors look completely different from the underworld."

Even if there is light in the underworld, it is the faint blue-green light when using magic, which represents the coldness and horror in the underworld. Where can there be so many colors like the mortal world?

Mianmian smiled. She was now in a soul state and could fly to Zhong Kui's face and get very close to him.

“It was the first time for Mianmian to see such a beautiful night scene, and she was very surprised. There were no such beautiful lights on the mountain.”

 This is how it is when chatting. Only when you have a common topic can you chat happily. Especially when the other person resonates with you, you suddenly have more to say.

 Zhong Kui is like this now.

"How are these lights made?" Zhong Kui asked, "Also, that kid said that if there were computers and mobile phones in the underworld, we wouldn't even need spells. We could just use computers and mobile phones to contact others. Is this true? "

"Yes." Mianmian turned around and pointed to the small bag in her body, "I have a small mobile phone. I can call my nieces and nephews. I wonder if you can answer the phone after there are mobile phones in the underworld. By then , there is no need to write to you."

Zhong Kui quite likes this statement.

He glanced at the pink and jade-shaped little breast dumpling beside him, and said seriously: "In that case, you can make Uncle Zhong's mobile phone."

Mianmian opened her eyes wide, looked at Zhong Kui silently, and said nothing.

She has been very busy recently. She has to film for several days, and she has to live broadcast while filming. Where can she find time?

  Xiao Naituanzi hoped that Uncle Zhong in front of her could understand her reluctance, because her mother said that an adult's silence is rejection. She has responded so maturely and in an adult way, Uncle Zhong will definitely understand!

Zhong Kui did understand the meaning of Xiao Naituanzi. When he was a young boy, he really didn't understand the ways of the world, so he bumped into the emperor and died in front of him. He lost his body and became a ghost.

Now that you are old, how can you still not understand?

 But he decided to pretend not to understand!    It can be regarded as one of the joys in this long life to embarrass children. Besides, he really wanted a mobile phone made by Mianmian himself, which would be of great significance.

Having made up his mind, Zhong Kui pretended to continue looking at the night scene, but in fact he used the corner of his eye to secretly observe the expression of the little breast dumpling.

 The little girl looked stunned, as if she couldn't believe he ignored her silence, and her little eyebrows wrinkled vividly.

After hesitating for a while, she finally said: "Um, Uncle Zhong, Mianmian is very busy recently and may not have time..."

“It’s time, Uncle Zhong is going back.” Zhong Kui showed his white teeth and interrupted Mianmian with a bright smile.

 Mianmian:? ? ?

 Why are you leaving? That's not good?

She still wanted to refuse Zhong Kui's request, so she wanted to speed up and finish her sentence, but Zhong Kui in front of her suddenly disappeared.

“Go back to your body. Also, girls are cuter with hair. You look like a braised egg. It makes Uncle Zhong want to eat braised eggs!”

Zhong Kui disappeared, but he still left a message for Mianmian.

Mianmian’s brows furrowed even more tightly, and her whole little face looked like a little bitter gourd.

It's too difficult, it's too difficult. How could she know such a shameless adult as Uncle Zhong? It’s really too difficult! So depressing!

Because she was forced to give up the task by Zhong Kui, Mianmian arrived at the set the next day when there were no scenes scheduled. She contacted her great-nephew Su Chenjin and asked about the previous mass production of computers.

Su Chenjin has arranged for people to set up an assembly line factory. The factory has just started operating and has also hired some private craftsmen who still insist on making paper.

Since this was for the underworld, and if it was done well, there might be merit rewards, Su Chenjin still used Mianmian's name to do it.

 He hopes to help his sister-in-law accumulate as much merit as possible.

Recently, the progress of merit seems to be faster. Su Chenyi said in the morning that he saw his aunt holding a small bottle and laughing, which should mean that there are more merits in it.

Establish a factory and try to mass-produce paper-bound computers and mobile phones. Su Chenjin can also help. But no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't do anything about sending management talents to the underworld.

 The annual salary of a capable executive in a large company is enough to squander.

 It is not appropriate to ask people to give up everything in the world and go to the underworld to become managers. It is not appropriate to hire someone to do two jobs and let him do the talking.

 This matter has to be done by my sister-in-law.

After hearing this, Mianmian nodded: "Okay, Mianmian will do the math first to see if this person can be found."

Mianmian has already done this once during the live broadcast of fortune telling.

Mianmian took out the copper coins.

Having finished the calculation, Xiaotai Tuanzi frowned with a confused look on his face.

Su Chenyi knew that her sister-in-law was telling fortunes, so she asked, "My sister-in-law, what's the result?"

Mianmian put away the copper coins and replied: "The hexagram shows that the person who is destined for this job is in the north, 60 miles away from us. He is between the two poles of yin and yang, A, B, C and D, fourth, with the surname Ding."

Su Chenyi: “Now that we know the location and surname, can’t we just send someone to look for it?”

Mianmian shook her head and said seriously: "It's hard to find. That place is opposite the great nephew's company, in the Lu family company."

 The Lu family?

Su Chenyi glanced at Lu Xuan not far away.

Isn’t that the home of Lu Xuan’s adoptive father and mother? The Lu family itself had previously wanted to use some kind of witchcraft to harm their eldest brother, and even forced his wife Lu Xuan to fall ill. Now the talent the underworld needs is actually from the Lu family?

 (End of this chapter)

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