Chapter 11 Can you help me collect debt?

Author: Miss Apple

Chapter 11 Can you help me collect debt?

"Wow!"

"Wow~"

"Wow*@￥"

Looking at the large golden villa in front of them, the coarse short brown cloth, the wide-sleeved robe and Li Ning Nike exclaimed like a goose at the same time.

Coarse Short Brown was a ghost from the Republic of China. He drove a rickshaw in Shili Foreign Market and had seen a bit of the world, but how could the small bungalows in his memory compare to the large villa in front of him.

He put his arm on Li Ning Nike's shoulders and said, "Brother! Are your modern villas so domineering?"

Li Ning Nike licked his lips and said, "To be honest, brother, I have only seen some photos of villas on the Internet before my death. I have never seen them in real life. Those on the Internet are not as good as the ones in front of me."

Both Guangxiu Robe and Zhao Bingde are old ghosts who have lived for thousands of years. Although they know what a big villa is, they also know it very abstractly.

At this time, seeing the real villa right in front of me, I was so shocked that I couldn't close my mouth from ear to ear.

Yin Chai prepared all the transfer documents for Zhao Bingde and shouted to him, "Zhao Bingde, come here and sign and deposit. Once you pay the transfer fee, the house will be yours."

Zhao Bingde looked away from the big villa in a daze, and looked at Yin Chai in surprise, "Transfer fee?"

Yin almost nodded, "I brought it to you over there. If you build a land here, you need to pay a transfer fee. It's not much. Five hundred yuan is enough. Pay it quickly."

He still had a lot of things to deal with, and he looked a little impatient.

Just waiting to take the money and leave.

However, Zhao Bingde looked embarrassed, and turned out his two pockets, which were cleaner than his face, "...Guan Ye, I have no money. I have been dead for thousands of years, and I have never received any money in these years."

Incense, where does the money come from?”

"The official is just the official, how can I repay the official? I don't have a surname!" Yin Zai rolled his eyes speechlessly, "You have no money? That's not possible if you don't have the money. I can't transfer the ownership of this house to you!"

After saying that, Yin Zai raised his hand and was about to take away the large villa that had already landed.

Zhao Bingde immediately went to grab Yin Cha's hand.

It’s true that money can make all the difference~

Even the lonely ghosts dared to delay Yin Zhi for the ownership of the big villa.

"Master, although I have no money now, since my seventy-eighth great-great-granddaughter gave me a villa, she will definitely be able to give me money. Can you please be accommodating for one day? Just one day. I will ask for a dream.

Ask her to send me some money, and I will go through the transfer procedures tomorrow."

The man in the wide-sleeved robe next to him begged, "Master, we have been doing our jobs honestly for thousands of years and have never committed any crimes. For the sake of us being good ghosts, please be accommodating."

Coarse Short Brown said: "If it doesn't work out, I'll ask his seventy-eighth great-great-granddaughter to bring a roasted chicken when I entrust him with the dream, so that I can show my respect to the official."

Li Ning Nike said: "You can also bring a hamburger!"

Yin difference:……

My officer is impartial and impartial...but he said roast chicken~

This large villa is of rare quality in recent years. For someone who can build such a good villa, how can the roast chicken he brings be bad?

The underworld has been bitter lately, and the quality of the food brought from the underworld has become worse and worse... The last time he ate roast chicken that tasted like roast chicken was the last time!

Gudong swallowed his saliva, and Yinzai said with a sullen face: "Okay, let's be accommodating for one day. I will collect the transfer fee at this time tomorrow. If the money is not paid by then, the house will be confiscated!"

Zhao Bingde immediately bowed to Yin Chai and said, "Thank you for being so accommodating, sir. I will definitely cook chicken for you."

Wait until the bad news goes away.

Four ghosts rushed into the big villa.

"television!"

"air conditioner!"

"Simmons!"

In the luxurious large villa, all the utensils were fully furnished. Lying on the soft Simmons, turning on the air conditioner and blowing the warm wind that he had not felt in the underworld for a long time, Zhao Bingde decided to go to the dream immediately.

He loves big villas~

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Jiang Ningning came out of the police station.

I found a noodle shop and had a bowl of fried noodles, and then went to buy some daily necessities. When I returned to the funeral shop, it was already past eight o'clock.

Simply wash up and open the live broadcast room.

The number of viewers... 100 million, 50,000?

Jiang Ningning looked at the number of people in shock. Before collecting the debt, she worked so hard, but there were only five people!

The live broadcast room has just been opened and the number of viewers is already 50,000?

Jiang Ningning immediately rubbed her hands and devoted herself to the live broadcast career with great enthusiasm.

"Good evening everyone, today's debt collection was very successful, 18888 has been received!"

【Congratulations!】

[Miss, will you collect debt tomorrow? 】

[How many years will Sister Zhao be sentenced?]

【Has the uncle been cured? It’s so worrying!】

【Is that sword really a burial object? 】

…

How many years will Sister Zhao be sentenced? Jiang Ningning is not suitable to speak publicly in the live broadcast room about whether the uncle has been cured or not, so he only picked out the part about himself.

"There will be no debt collection tomorrow. There will be a lot of customers in the store tomorrow and we need to deal with it."

Jiang Ningning tied a refreshing ponytail and put on light makeup, looking energetic and energetic.

"Why are there so many guests? Because there are a lot of people coming to buy a big villa tomorrow."

While chatting with water friends, Jiang Ningning started live streaming making a large paper-made villa.

Her slender fingers were flying, and she flexibly folded the yellow paper into various shapes without losing her eyes to glance at the barrage, nor her mouth to chat.

"This big villa of mine is really worth the money. You can give it to your relatives. They can live comfortably and have dignity. Don't you consider buying one? What I sell is not expensive."

【Did you have a dream yesterday? 】

[Stupid anchor, collecting debts is great, why do you have to live broadcast to bring goods? Bring me! 】

[Is it interesting to diss your peers? I have already reported it, thank you!]

Jiang Ningning frowned as she looked at the sudden stream of insults that came out of the barrage. Then she stopped tying the paper and counted with her fingers.

"Yesterday's customer probably burned it early this morning, so I guess it was tonight."

"Why am I going to diss with you? I only said that my big villa is good, and I didn't say that other people's houses are bad!"

"If you like to watch it, I won't beg you if you don't like it? Did I beg you to pay attention? I didn't say that babies should pay attention. If you don't want to watch it, then fork it out. Doesn't it mean that the APP doesn't want to serve you?

?”

Jiang Ningning relies on her ability to earn a living and is not used to this bad habit.

Just as I rolled my eyes, a little girl suddenly entered the store.

Jiang Ningning was stunned, stopped moving, and looked at her, "Excuse me, can I help you?"

Under the incandescent light in the store, the girl was completely invisible and her feet never touched the ground.

She plopped down and knelt down straight.

"Are you the sister who is collecting debts on the live broadcast? Can you help me collect debts? I can give you money!"

With that said, the little girl took out a large handful of... Hades Coins from her pocket.

Due to the angle of the camera, the water friends in the live broadcast room could not see this scene. They only saw a very beautiful girl kneeling in front of the camera.

【What's going on?】

[The script arranged by Shabi anchor?]

[This girl is only in junior high school? Why doesn’t she go home so late at night? 】

[Asking for help from a funeral shop to collect debt? Oh, it was so fun to watch!]

Jiang Ningning caught a glimpse of Shuiyou's excitement, and immediately remembered that she had set up a formation for the funeral parlor, so that whatever monsters and ghosts came in, they had to act accordingly.

The little girl came in so suddenly, she forgot to turn off the formation.
Chapter completed!