The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 463: Mystery of the Hundred Ghosts (8)

Qian Xiaoyi asked: "So, if the Qijiao Financial Group is in trouble, what if it does not continue to use such dirty and despicable means and will decline?"

"How could this happen!" said Nanajo Masato.

Qian Xiaoyi said: "You know what? Actually, I don't think your grandfather is completely unaware of what Lai Shanchenggong did.

I guess it was because Lai Shan Chenggong's behavior brought huge benefits to WTV and even the entire Seventh Financial Group that Lai Shan Chenggong's power gradually grew, and finally became uncontrollable, evolving into a situation where he controlled WTV. In other words, at least at the beginning, after knowing about this, your grandfather did not stop it immediately, but acquiesced.

So, I ask again, if this happens again, and there is really no other way, and only this dirty behavior can allow the Seventh Consortium to continue to exist, then what will you choose? Will you refuse with righteous words, or go along with it? "

Nanajo Masato was about to blurt out something, but then he stopped and finally became speechless.

"It seems that you finally realized that the so-called glory of the Shichijo family is actually shrouded in countless shadows. If you want to continue to maintain the glory of your family, you must coexist with those shadows." Qian Xiaoyi nodded, handed the empty plate and fork to Shichijo Masato, and said, "Please return the plate for me, thank you."

Then, he pressed the door-opening button, opened the elevator door that had already reached the first floor, and walked towards the exit.

“…Commission money.”

Qian Xiaoyi stopped and turned to look at Nanajo Masato who was muttering something.

Nanajo Masato stood in the elevator, holding a plate in both hands. He looked at Qian Xiaoyi with a somewhat evasive look in his eyes and said in a timid tone, "Your commission money is still with me!"

His voice was trembling.

Qian Xiaoyi looked at him strangely: "We signed a contract."

"That contract is not valid at all!" Nanajo Masato said loudly, "The legal department of Nanajo Group has many ways to invalidate that contract! If you still want the commission, please come back! Come back... help me! I will give you more! Please!"

Qian Xiaoyi chuckled strangely, then raised his middle finger and walked away without looking back.

The elevator slowly closed, and Qian Xiaoyi's figure disappeared from Qijiao Zhengren's sight. Only a thick iron door was left in front of him.

……

After returning to the office, Qian Xiaoyi scratched his head and used a calculator to carefully calculate the money he had left and the debts he had to pay.

Previously, Shichijo Masato had given a deposit of 10 million yen, and Tachibana Mio directly paid off the commission of 10 million yen. Adding to the commissions from previous work, he now has nearly 26 million yen in his account.

But don't forget, he still has to pay a portion of his share to Suzuki and Inuyama Heita, and he still owes Kongo, Anna, and Hoshiba Rang his commission fees. Because Suzuna went to the mansion to provide support before, the account has been settled, which is a blessing in disguise.

Although the debt was owed by Qijiao Zhengren, Qian Xiaoyi hired the person himself, so according to the rules of the underworld, he should pay the money.

The two employees could delay the share of the commission from Shichijo Masato, after all, he himself had not received the money. The other three people's total was exactly 25 million, because they had to calculate miscellaneous expenses such as taxes, so from the current financial situation, even if he used all the money to pay the employment fee, there would still be some holes that could not be filled.

"What a trouble~" Qian Xiaoyi muttered, "I thought I could live a wealthy life for a while, but now my family assets have been emptied out in an instant~ It seems I have to continue to accept commissions." He picked up the phone and started contacting clients.

"Maria? Haven't you finished get off work yet? No, I don't have time to drink now. Does the client you mentioned last time still need an exorcist? I happen to be free now. What? No need? He found out that the noise at home was just a prank by the children? Okay..."

"Little? Are you still awake? Send me the client who called the office recently..."

"Hey? Heitaro, get ready, the exciting moment of the commission is coming again... It's not a hundred ghosts, it's an ordinary commission, don't worry, it's just like we did before~"

After a busy day, Qian Xiaoyi stretched and decided to call it a day. He looked at the TV in the corner and sighed.

He had brought this TV back from WTV for research. After violently disassembling it and putting it back together, he found that it could no longer be opened. It would be troublesome to recycle it as large garbage, and he always forgot to move it for repair, so he just kept it in the corner as a decoration.

"Seeing this reminds me of my lost commission fee~" Qian Xiaoyi patted the big bottom of the TV and sighed: "Let's fix it one day, maybe it can still be used..."

He yawned, washed up briefly, turned off the lights in the hall, and returned to his room.

I don’t know how long it was, until late at night, everything was quiet, with only the sound of cars passing by on the roadside outside the office.

Qian Xiaoyi was sleeping soundly on the bed. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, opened his eyes abruptly, and sat up from the bed.

He seemed to hear a strange "rustling... rustling..." sound coming from outside the door, as well as the voices of children and a fox.

"What's going on..." Qian Xiaoyi got off the bed and thought to himself, "Those naughty kids are playing tricks with the fox again? Really, can't they let me have a good sleep?"

Although he became famous after appearing on TV, many of the infant spirits enshrined in the utility room had been asked to leave by some families, but a small number of them remained. These children who stayed behind had more resentment than others, and were therefore more naughty. Qian Xiaoyi didn't dare let anyone ask them to leave.

He opened the door of the room and looked inside. Sure enough, several pale-skinned children were sitting on the sofa with the fox. After hearing the sound of the door opening, they all turned their heads and looked at Qian Xiaoyi. Some of them even covered their mouths with their hands in a mischievous manner, staring at him with their black eyes.

"Didn't I tell you not to make noise at night?" Qian Xiaoyi sighed. Before he could finish his words, he noticed an impossible scene.

——The old broken TV was on.

The noise of snow kept flashing on the TV screen, making a "rustling... rustling..." noise. It seemed that Qian Xiaoyi had wronged these guys. They were also attracted by the noise of the TV.

Qian Xiaoyi walked closer, stood in front of the TV, and looked at it carefully.

I could only see some vague and unclear images amidst the snowflake noise. If I was close, I could even hear unclear human voices amidst the noise.

"Welcome... to this issue of... "Ghost Story Preview"..."

(End of this chapter)