Chapter: 2331
Kou Beiyue stood at the front desk and withdrew his and the little fat man's two months' income.
He drenched his fingers while counting the banknotes.
"It's the fifth time. Do you think the money will increase if you get more times?" Xiaoyuan who was standing aside interrupted the silly son's behavior.
Kou Beiyue scratched her head with a sad face:
"It's already August 22nd, and one week later, it will be the day when Master Wuhen gathers his companions to teach the Fa. According to the annual custom, we will distribute the team funds at this time so that they can have a good year .�
He stared at the 40,000 yuan banknotes in front of him, and sighed: "But we only have this little money, plus the income from the hotel, it should not exceed 200,000 yuan."
Yuanshi Tianzun actually gave them a lot. Part of the money was used to maintain the hotel that was unable to make ends meet, part was used to rescue teammates in the team, and part was used to buy materials when Xiao Yuan was in his fifth and sixth seasons.
The little fat man interjected beside him:
"If it doesn't work, just sell a few items of extraordinary quality."
His proposal was immediately rejected by the boss: "Props are too precious, we have to save them for future companions to ensure their chances of survival, even if we tighten our belts, we cannot sell props."
But the funds must be given, this is the rule set by Master Wuhen.
The original intention of Master Wuhen to establish this rule is to curb team members' desire for money.
When people are poor and crazy, they can do anything. Morality and conscience are worthless in front of poverty.
So it is necessary to distribute funds so that team members have money to support their lives, rather than allowing them to make money themselves.
When there is a certain amount of savings, team members can restrain their urge to make money, just like a wandering Taoist priest, who only earns a small amount of money to survive, and does not give himself the opportunity to get in touch with big money.
If the funds are gone, the team members will take the initiative to make money. Evil professions are more likely to lose control when faced with temptation.
Madoka said lightly:
"Don't count, I will find a way to take the money to the safe in my room and lock it."
Kou Beiyue said "oh", put away the cash, and led the younger brother into the depths of the hotel.
In the elevator, the little fat man said puzzledly:
"Why don't you find Yuanshi Tianzun when you are short of money? He has just made great achievements, and the most important thing he needs is money. The official method of making money is much better than our free organization."
"What are you talking about!" The little wolf dog with fierce eyebrows said displeasedly: "Yuanshi Tianzun is only our peripheral member, not the core member. There is no reason for the peripheral to raise the core."
The little fat man summed up the meaning of the boss's words: To save face, you can't open your mouth.
The little fat man said nonchalantly: "Anyway, based on the relationship between Yuanshi Tianzun and Xiaoyuan, it doesn't matter if you take him one million and eight hundred thousand, it's just a betrothal gift at that time."
"What does he have to do with Xiaoyuan? It has nothing to do with money." Kou Beiyue spat at his younger brother.
"Boss, you may not like to hear me say these words, but haven't you noticed that Xiaoyuan has put on makeup recently." The little fat man lowered his voice.
"Ah?" Kou Beiyue was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized: "No wonder I think Xiaoyuan has become more beautiful."
The boss not only has a temper like a fire master, but also looks more like a fire master in his incomprehensible style. The little fat man squinted at him:
"Then think about it again, why did she wear makeup? Why didn't she wear makeup before? Something must have happened between Madoka and Yuanshi Tianzun in the dungeon."
When Kou Beiyue heard this, the anxiety of "my mother is going to marry" intensified in her heart. JrNovels.com
He drenched his fingers while counting the banknotes.
"It's the fifth time. Do you think the money will increase if you get more times?" Xiaoyuan who was standing aside interrupted the silly son's behavior.
Kou Beiyue scratched her head with a sad face:
"It's already August 22nd, and one week later, it will be the day when Master Wuhen gathers his companions to teach the Fa. According to the annual custom, we will distribute the team funds at this time so that they can have a good year .�
He stared at the 40,000 yuan banknotes in front of him, and sighed: "But we only have this little money, plus the income from the hotel, it should not exceed 200,000 yuan."
Yuanshi Tianzun actually gave them a lot. Part of the money was used to maintain the hotel that was unable to make ends meet, part was used to rescue teammates in the team, and part was used to buy materials when Xiao Yuan was in his fifth and sixth seasons.
The little fat man interjected beside him:
"If it doesn't work, just sell a few items of extraordinary quality."
His proposal was immediately rejected by the boss: "Props are too precious, we have to save them for future companions to ensure their chances of survival, even if we tighten our belts, we cannot sell props."
But the funds must be given, this is the rule set by Master Wuhen.
The original intention of Master Wuhen to establish this rule is to curb team members' desire for money.
When people are poor and crazy, they can do anything. Morality and conscience are worthless in front of poverty.
So it is necessary to distribute funds so that team members have money to support their lives, rather than allowing them to make money themselves.
When there is a certain amount of savings, team members can restrain their urge to make money, just like a wandering Taoist priest, who only earns a small amount of money to survive, and does not give himself the opportunity to get in touch with big money.
If the funds are gone, the team members will take the initiative to make money. Evil professions are more likely to lose control when faced with temptation.
Madoka said lightly:
"Don't count, I will find a way to take the money to the safe in my room and lock it."
Kou Beiyue said "oh", put away the cash, and led the younger brother into the depths of the hotel.
In the elevator, the little fat man said puzzledly:
"Why don't you find Yuanshi Tianzun when you are short of money? He has just made great achievements, and the most important thing he needs is money. The official method of making money is much better than our free organization."
"What are you talking about!" The little wolf dog with fierce eyebrows said displeasedly: "Yuanshi Tianzun is only our peripheral member, not the core member. There is no reason for the peripheral to raise the core."
The little fat man summed up the meaning of the boss's words: To save face, you can't open your mouth.
The little fat man said nonchalantly: "Anyway, based on the relationship between Yuanshi Tianzun and Xiaoyuan, it doesn't matter if you take him one million and eight hundred thousand, it's just a betrothal gift at that time."
"What does he have to do with Xiaoyuan? It has nothing to do with money." Kou Beiyue spat at his younger brother.
"Boss, you may not like to hear me say these words, but haven't you noticed that Xiaoyuan has put on makeup recently." The little fat man lowered his voice.
"Ah?" Kou Beiyue was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized: "No wonder I think Xiaoyuan has become more beautiful."
The boss not only has a temper like a fire master, but also looks more like a fire master in his incomprehensible style. The little fat man squinted at him:
"Then think about it again, why did she wear makeup? Why didn't she wear makeup before? Something must have happened between Madoka and Yuanshi Tianzun in the dungeon."
When Kou Beiyue heard this, the anxiety of "my mother is going to marry" intensified in her heart. JrNovels.com
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