The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 125: Bring me the contract quickly, don’t force me to kneel down and beg you!
The Sword Master looked at her in surprise, "A monthly salary of 10 million underworld coins? That's an annual salary of 100 million!"

"Yes, yes!"

The Sword Master's eyes lit up, "If it's fake, I still say the same thing, I will never be a slave.

If it is true, then I will be a slave. After all, I have not experienced a life with an annual salary of 100 million yuan. "

Everyone:? ? ?
audience:? ? ?
[? ? ? ? ? I swear not to be a slave unless the annual salary is 100 million? ]

[Ten million per month, the annual salary is more than one hundred million, that is 1.2 million, the remaining twenty million is also money! ]

[It's not that you can't work, you just feel that the salary is not enough. I reasonably suspect that you are using this to ask Yin Shuai to give you a raise.]

[I wonder how much money Yin Shuai gave him. ]

The Sword Master looked at Yin Shuai and said, "Of course, such a condition does not exist, right, Yin Shuai?

Honestly, if you have the ability, give me such good conditions, I would be willing to be your dog! "

Being Yin Shuai's subordinate is different from being an employee here. You have to go out and fight every day!

Yin Shuai only gave him 100,000 yuan a month, and he wanted him to work for him without a life?

how could it be possible!
He might as well just die now and not treat it anymore! He will die in the end anyway and won't make much money!

The Sword Master complained in his heart.

Yin Shuai coughed lightly and said, "Leading troops to fight is very expensive. The military is short of funds right now, and the 100,000 yuan a month I give you is already the best treatment.

If you don't believe me, you can go ask around. People doing other jobs don't have this kind of income. Also, it's hard to get this kind of salary under other Yin Shuai.

I know you think this job is too dangerous, and you also want to find your juniors and teach them some skills to survive in the apocalypse.

But this is how the world works. You get what you pay for. If this job wasn't so dangerous, you probably wouldn't even get a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan."

After Yin Shuai finished speaking, a large number of comments floated by.

[Although you are very powerful, I don't agree with this. Many people don't have to pay a price and can get a lot of benefits, such as those European emperors who received the blessings of their ancestors at the end of the world! ]

[That’s right, this world is very unfair. You don’t get what you pay for. Master Yin is just making empty promises to the Sword Master!]

[It's so funny, you give him 100,000 a month and ask him to work hard? The boss gave the water ghost 5 million, and the water ghost did nothing, what is this? ]

[This Yin Shuai is very stingy. ]

[Just like my previous stupid leader. ]

Song Mang suddenly moved a long table over.

She took out one of each style of paper sports car, as well as some of the cooler-looking racing cars and off-road vehicles, and placed them all on the table.

"Juggernaut, is there a car you like here? You can pick any one, and then choose a helicopter. For a talent like you, in addition to providing food and lodging, and a car for transportation, I will also give you a helicopter.

Oh, by the way, I have a lot of new hot weapons here, do you like them? If you like them, I'll give you one too."

Swish.

A bunch of paper guns of various types appeared in Song Mang's hands. Then she held them in both hands and spread them out in front of the ghosts like a fan.

At this moment, not only was the Sword Saint stunned, but even the Yin Marshal looked straight at the thing in her hand, and the Yin soldiers also gathered around to observe unconsciously.

"These are all made of paper. They look so delicate and beautiful. Can we use them after burning them?"

"Of course you can. Last time I was in a war, I met a guy whose grandson burned a rocket launcher for him. Damn, he fired and killed a lot of people. If I hadn't run fast, I would have been blown to pieces!"

"My God, hot weapons are more powerful!"

"Yesterday I dreamt about this to my great-grandson, asking him to burn a gun, but he said that all the paper-making shops are closed now, and you can't buy paper-making now!"

On Yin Shuai's face, which was not clearly visible, the jumping blue-green flames turned into golden red. Although his face could not be seen, everyone around him could feel that he was very excited.

"Go back!"

He shouted loudly, asking the evil soldiers surrounding Song Mang to leave, and then he came to Song Mang.

"Girl, are you selling this..."
Before he could finish, Song Mang walked around him and headed towards the Sword Saint. "I didn't ask you to choose, so why are you here? Sword Saint! Sword Saint, why are you standing there like an idiot? Come over and choose!"

Yin Shuai: “…”

The Sword Master was still standing there stupidly.

It wasn't until Song Mang came over with a bunch of hot paper weapons that he came back to his senses and said, "Hmm... Is this a bazooka? Can you burn it for me?"

"sure."

Song Mang burned it for him on the spot.

Then she pointed to the cars on the table and said, "There are also these cars, you can choose one too."

When the Sword Master saw the rocket launcher suddenly appear in his hand, he was stunned again.

The sword master fired a shot at the wall next to him.

boom--!
There was a deafening explosion.

A big hole suddenly appeared in the wall not far away, and almost the entire wall was destroyed. Not only could you clearly see the situation on the street outside, but there was also a large area on the street that was reduced to ruins.

The most important thing is that after the Sword Master fired the shot, he found that he could get out of the opera house!
"Damn it! You destroyed the opera house's barrier with just one shot from that bazooka!"

The Sword Master ran back with an excited look on his face.

"This is amazing! This thing has such strong killing power, why would I need a sword?"

"Are you satisfied?"

Song Mang looked at him calmly and said, "I've already said it before, if you are a talent like me, I won't treat you unfairly! Do you want to sign a contract with me now?"

When the Sword Master thought about the conditions that Song Mang had just mentioned, he still found it hard to believe.

The Sword Master couldn't help but ask, "In addition to providing food and accommodation, cars, weapons and helicopters, the monthly salary is 10 million, and the annual salary is 120 million. Is it true?"

"Of course, it's just 10 million a month, which is not a lot. You won't get less."

The Sword Master looked at her in disbelief, "Then what do you need me to do? Do you need me to lead troops to fight and seize territory?"

Song Mang thought for a moment and said, "Not for the time being. Your job right now is to be my personal bodyguard and make sure I don't die."

Sword Master: "Where's the contract? Hurry up and give it to me! Don't make me kneel down and beg you!"

audience:? ? ?
Yin Shuai: ???
No, what is this human doing? Stealing his employees right in front of him?!
Outrageous!

Yin Shuai immediately said in dissatisfaction, "Sword Saint, don't be so excited. Don't you know what a monthly salary of 10 million means?
Ghost money is not the kind of cash in the human world. It is more valuable than human money. She is a human being, not a monster. How is it possible that there are so many ghost money just when the world changes?
Maybe she doesn't even have 10 million ghost money! Once you sign a contract with her, you will regret it! "

"Yin Shuai, why do you look down on others?"

Song Mang was also a little dissatisfied.

How could she not have such a small amount of money as 10 million? It's not 100 billion.

Moreover.

She also has 100 billion!
Song Mang immediately took out a stack of thousand-yuan banknotes and put them on the table next to him.

"Sword Saint, come here and count it yourself to see if this is 10 million. This is your salary for this month! If you are one dollar short, I will compensate you with another 10 million!"

(End of this chapter)