deadly mantra

Chapter 476 Ji Fanyin, the God of Money and Wealth

Ji Fanyin suppressed her laughter and stared at his red cheeks with a half-smile:
"I thought you were very good at spending money, but I didn't expect you were so good at spending money."

"Hey, hey..." A flattering smile.

Feng Xiaoyao's eyes dodge, he is too guilty to look at her.

Ji Fanyin let out a long sigh:
"Feng is stupid, let me calculate that you can live for 100 years. You can calculate for yourself how much your wages will be in 100 years."

Feng Xiaoyao shrank his neck, a smile frozen on his face.

Short-handed, soft-mouthed.

He could not utter a word now.

Ji Fanyin's hand slowly let go of his clothes, fell on his shoulder, patted him three times, and asked again:

"Do you know how much money Bai Weng can make in a month? Tsk, even if the entire Good Sword Alliance's expenses for a day are added up, it must be beyond your reach..."

Feng Xiaoyao felt so guilty that he couldn't hide anymore. He covered his eyes with his hands and looked at her through his fingers. For a long time, he struggled to say:
"Wait...when the rain stops, I will sell...sell the things I have collected in my house, okay..."

The last time, Shui Qingchen came back from Feng Xiaoyao's house and said something to Ji Fanyin——

"Brother Feng, you have good taste."

These six words sound simple, but they are all tastes bought by money.

Ji Fanyin looked at him intently and asked:

"Do you know...how much money I can make in a day..."

Feng Xiaoyao's cheeks turned red from holding back.

Apart from playing, he had never seen the dead girl doing anything else.

I think my income for one day should be...zero.

People with no income support themselves as big spenders.

Feng Xiaoyao's eyes were filled with guilt:

"Then...then I will return the box of clothes I just bought, and then resell the jade furnishings in the house...But, the ivory bookmark is not unsold, although it is of no use. , But, I really like it! Uh..."

When he was excited, he met Ji Fanyin's eyes, immediately lowered his head and said timidly:
"Okay...then...leave me at least one or two pieces..."

Ji Fanyin blinked her eyelashes and stared thoughtfully at his red ears. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: How did this person... grow up?He was so deceptive that she found it novel. "That's all, if you really like it, just keep it all." After Ji Fanyin finished speaking, he lay back on the couch.

Feng Xiaoyao thought she was angry, so she took a deep breath several times, gritted her teeth, stamped her feet, and said loudly and bravely:

"Sell! Sell! Sell them all. I don't want anything anymore."

Ji Fanyin's body trembled suddenly, and she was startled by the roar from the near side.

Feng Xiaoyao seemed to hear the sound of his heart bleeding. He bit his lower lip with a sad face, looked at Ji Fanyin, and blinked pitifully:

"...I can't be unemployed yet..."

Ji Fanyin:
"..."

Feng Xiaoyao:

"When I have money, you can fire me..."

Ji Fanyin rolled her eyes speechlessly:

"Feng Benben, Feng Xiaoyao, do you know how much money I can make in a year?"

Feng Xiaoyao cried with a sad face:
"You can't just sell me... No one wants to buy me except you... I'm worthless."

Ji Fanyin's eyes were full of disgust and she waved her finger at him:
"So you know it too. To put it nicely, I bought you. To put it more accurately, when did I ever use you? Feng is stupid, please be careful."

Feng Xiaoyao knew that he was in the wrong and nodded silently.

Ji Fanyin turned to look at the yard.

Torrential rain.

Feng Xiaoyao asked cautiously:
"Well... do you still need me to endure the pain and shed tears to sell it?"

"Do you know how much money I make a day?"

Ji Fanyin didn't even look at him, and Yun Qingfeng calmly answered with a number.

Feng Xiaoyao was completely dumbfounded as if struck by five thunders.

(End of this chapter)