"Not bad, really good..." A man with a wrinkled face walked in with his family.

There are four people in this family, including the smiling male teacher, the wife with dull eyes, the ugly little girl with wrinkles on her face, and a baby whose appearance is unclear and is being held by a woman.

I sat down under Akaban's reception and completely ignored Wan Yuan who was looking at the computer.

Uninformed people might think that Akaban is the owner of this firm.

Akaban poured tea for that family under Wan Yuan's watchful eyes.

Then he came to Wan Yuan.

"Hey, long time no see. Master, you are still so short, but why are you wearing a mask? Are you cosplaying? These are my teachers, please talk to them."

Looking at Akaban, he looked like a senior, with no expression behind the million yuan mask.

He walked down.

Come to the reception area and sit down.

Akaban also sat next to them.

Wan Yuan poured himself a cup of tea, inserted the straw into the mask and drank.

They started talking among themselves.

In the end, Akaban even discussed the price with the teacher and gave him a discount as if he was embarrassed.

Wan Yuan looked expressionless throughout the whole process.

Even though he was wearing a gas mask, his expression couldn't be seen.

After they finished their discussion, they finally remembered that Wan Yuan was the owner of the firm, and looked at Wan Yuan.

The ugly-looking little girl in that family, with wrinkles on her face, even winked at Wan Yuan.

What kind of family is this?

And why are there so many wrinkles on their bodies, even on the faces of primary school students, and their flirtatious eyes made Wan Yuan shiver.

But he still pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Are you done talking? I can talk now."

"In that case, let's leave."

Wan Yuan stood up and said, "I don't agree."

Hearing Wan Yuan's disapproval, Akaban showed a shocked expression, as if Wan Yuan had done something treacherous.

The teacher's family also looked ugly.

The male teacher laughed and begged for 10,000 yuan.

The wrinkled girl and the baby just started crying.

The wrinkled girl cried and said: "I just want to live here!! Woohoo!"

Wan Yuan looked at her and wanted to slap her.

Chiban directly pulled Wan Yuan aside and winked: "Master, give me some face..."

"Senior." Wan Yuan said without mercy: "Some of the face was lost by me."

Yes, if he had listened to Wan Yuan's words, things would not have reached this level.

This person is too arrogant. Do you think that since Wan Yuan is his junior, he must obey him in everything?

Not to mention that this identity is just my background. If I really met such a senior in high school, I would definitely deceive him out of his pants for ten thousand yuan.

Hearing what Wan Yuan said, Chiban's face turned ugly and he said angrily: "What's your attitude! I'm your senior!"

In Chicken Pen, seniority seems to be a very important thing.

But don't say he has graduated now, even if he is still in high school, ten thousand yuan will still be given to him for a series of classic crimes.

So, Wan Yuan stared at Chiban, leaned into his ear, and said seriously in Chinese:

"You are a bitch, you are."

After saying that, regardless of Chiban's confused look, Wan Yuan ran up to the attic.

After a while, he came down with a glass bottle filled with an unknown viscous liquid.

It's about the size of a Coke that costs two yuan a bottle.

Ten thousand yuan was handed to Chiban.

He said politely: "I'm sorry, senior, because the house has to be renovated tomorrow and there is really nothing I can do. This is a rare nectar produced in South America. It is very precious. Please take it as my apology."

Chiban took the honey with an ugly face, opened the bottle cap and took a whiff.

An indescribable fragrance rushed into his nostrils.

It does look valuable.

Akaban put Mi into his briefcase, and said like a senior: "I will accept the things, but next time don't agree casually if you can't help, otherwise it will cause trouble to others."

Since Wan Yuan did not cause him to lose face in public and there was an apology, Akaban planned to let Wan Yuan go and just give him a verbal education.

"That's what you said." Wan Yuan agreed with him.

After that, Akaban put in a lot of effort, laughed with him for a long time, and promised to give his teacher half a bottle of honey, so he hired his teacher and his family out of the ten thousand yuan firm.

It is really easy to invite God but difficult to send Him away.

Wan Yuan flipped the sign at the door to read "Closed."

Then locked the doors, windows and basement.

The gas mask was taken off.

There is no point in arguing with Chiban for ten thousand yuan. There is no point in arguing with a dead man.

His behavior disgusted Wan Yuan, so Wan Yuan decided to send him on his way.

As for the [Huijun] family.

They're okay, apart from their disgusting appearance, there's nothing that makes Wan Yuan disgusting.

And Wan Yuan is not the kind of person to judge people by their appearance. If the [Hui Jun] in Xiaoquan's mouth had a good reputation in school, then Wan Yuan would agree to it no matter what his family looked like.

But there is no if.

Although sometimes reputation is unreliable, it is indeed people's first impression of others.

In this way, after sending away Akaban and the others, Wan Yuan was finally able to take off his mask and have some free time.

Although mobile phones in this era are not yet smart and have few games, fortunately there are still some games on computers.

More on handheld.

As a game enthusiast, Wan Yuan still loves games even after experiencing the backstab in 2077.

Therefore, the first few worlds that could only play stand-alone mobile games were ruined by tens of thousands of dollars.

Having said that, 2077, with its bugs fixed, is also a good game.

But the shadow of Jack the Gun Demon still remains fresh in Wan Yuan's memory.

Black Dream’s bug also makes players call it awesome.

The short-lived success of the Painting God Cult also made countless players become the richest men in Night City.

Thinking about this, Wan Yuan opened "Red Alert" on the computer.

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The next day, Wan Yuan, who had stayed up late, got on the bus to Tombstone Town.

I hope you can encounter some events this time and allow yourself to complete at least one task, right?

Watching Wan Yuan leave in a car.

Akaban holding a crowbar appeared in front of the Great God's Mysterious Office.

He tried the honey given to him by the master yesterday. It was delicious and he ate it in one go.

But that small bottle was not enough to eat, so he gave half of it to the teacher and others.

So he came again today. Before he came, he called the [Hui Jun] family and wanted to notify them to come and check in while Wan Yuan was away, but strangely no one answered.

So he came by himself.

He pried open the door of Dashen's office with two bare hands.

There was a rustling sound coming from the basement.

Akaban didn't care.

Yesterday I went upstairs to get the ten thousand yuan, so the honey must be upstairs.

Akaban walked upstairs and easily found the jar of honey in the attic.

Opening the jar, the familiar aroma hits your nose.
To be continued...