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

Chapter 99: You are the one who is on the right track. Reward!

Manager Gui said with a flattering smile, "The restaurant on the first floor doesn't have desserts, but the chef can make desserts. I just need to tell him. The restaurant on the first floor is a Western restaurant, and the chef is best at this kind of thing!
As for Yangzhi Ganlu, I can certainly prepare it for my guests!"

Although he couldn't leave the opera house, he could contact the weirdos outside and ask others to help buy it!

As long as you pay enough, there are plenty of ways!

Manager Gui looked eagerly at the ghost money in Song Mang's hand and said, "Guest, since you are visiting the opera house, we will naturally provide you with 100% service.

I'll ask the chef to make you a portion of tiramisu to try. If you think it's not authentic, I'll send someone to a dessert shop outside to buy you some authentic tiramisu. Is that okay with you?"

Song Mang was a little satisfied, "That's fine, then let him make me a portion of tiramisu and strawberry cake to try, if they don't taste good, buy me another one.

In addition, please get the mango sago as soon as possible. This dessert tastes better when eaten with the sugar water. If the cake arrives but the mango sago is not, it will be boring for us to eat only the cake. "

"Guest, you are right!"

When Manager Gui saw Song Mang handing over the ghost money, he was delighted and confirmed again, "Two cakes and four cups of mango sago, right? Please wait a moment!"

"Correct."

Song Mang nodded.

"Good good!"

Manager Gui put away the ghost money, bowed slightly towards Song Mang, and pointed to the sofa not far away, "Guest, please sit there and rest for a while, desserts and drinks will be here soon!"

Chai Yu and Duan Lejie, who were watching the whole process of Manager Gui's expression change outside the door, almost popped their eyes out.

Especially when they saw Song Mang take out that thick stack of paper money for the dead, they were both envious to death, not to mention Manager Gui!
No, where did she get so much paper money for the dead?

Spending hundreds of thousands on a dessert?
Don't be too outrageous!

As the last-place players in the standings who had only completed a few low-star dungeons and whose savings were not even enough to pay the 2,000 yuan entrance fee to the safe zone, they felt that their world views had been greatly impacted.

When Song Mang saw Manager Gui leave, he turned around and looked at them and said, "Why are you still standing outside? Don't you think the manager's office is safe? Why don't you come in?"

Chai Yu: “…”

Duan Lejie: “…”

Although Manager Gui had left, there were still two weirdos in the office, and they were a little hesitant about whether to go in.

They didn't go in until they saw Song Mang and Xiao Junze go in and sit on the sofa.

After Song Mang sat down on the sofa, he lay down on it like Ge You, and casually crossed his legs on the coffee table like a big boss.

Xiao Junze was not as calm as Song Mang. He looked a little nervous because there were two powerful monsters beside him who were sizing them up.

These two weird ones, one is a ghost puppeteer and the other is an old man. Both ghosts are currently at the level of evil ghosts. The yin and evil spirits on them are very heavy, and just a simple gaze is enough to make people feel creepy.

Xiao Junze had never seen a ghost puppeteer before, and couldn't help but nervously asked Song Mang in a low voice, "Who is the weirdo next to the old man? Why does his eyes seem scarier than the old man's?"

Song Mang: "Tea master."

Xiao Junze: "He doesn't look like that. The suit he's wearing looks very expensive. Is he a senior executive of the opera house? And his smooth and slender hands don't look like they're for serving tea or water. They look more like they're for playing the violin."

Song Mang stared at the puppeteer and found that he looked like a cello performing artist who had returned from studying abroad, so she asked, "Can you play the cello?"

The puppeteer had a blank expression on his face. "No, I'm not a performer at the opera house. Besides, I don't have a violin!"

The old man poured a glass of water for Song Mang and said considerately, "Miss, drink some water first. Be careful when drinking, don't burn yourself!"

Song Mang took the cup and found that it was not ordinary boiled water, but brewed jasmine tea.

She glanced at the old man with appreciation and said, "You are the best."

The old man chuckled and asked, "Can you play the erhu? I'll play one for you now."

Song Mang frowned, "The music of the erhu is a bit too sad. It doesn't fit the leisurely atmosphere of afternoon tea." The old man thought for a while, "How about the suona?"

Song Mang: "What? You want to send me away?"

The old man was embarrassed, "Of course not, I just want you to listen to some music to cultivate your sentiments!"

Song Mang touched his chin and said, "It seems that cello, piano and afternoon tea are a better match."

The old man's eyes lit up. "Ah! I have an idea! This is an opera house, there is no shortage of musicians!"

After the old man finished speaking, he floated directly towards the office door and disappeared in the corridor.

after awhile.

Suddenly a scream was heard in the corridor.

"What happened!"

Xiao Junze ran to the door curiously to check.

Others also went to the door.

Then they saw the old man standing in front of a portrait. He punched a painting and cracked it. Then he reached in and pulled a weird creature out. "Piano player, come out!"

After pulling out one, the old man punched another painting and cracked it, then pulled out another weird one, "I know you can play the violin, you come out too!"

Xiao Junze: ???

other people:? ? ?

A moment later, the old man came back from outside the door, dragging two weird creatures, one in each hand.

The two weirdos kept shouting and struggling.

"My dear guest, what are you doing? It's not time for performance now. Please let me go! I want to rest!"

"Yeah, what do you mean?!"

The old man entered the office and threw them directly at Song Mang's feet, laughing evilly like a villain, "I don't care what time it is. Our young lady wants to hear some music, so hurry up and play some!"

The two weirdos got up and started cursing.

"Are you fucking sick?! I told you it's not performance time, why are you performing? If you want to listen to music, go and perform it yourself!"

"The opera house has its own rules. If you want to listen to a performance, just buy a ticket and the performance will start when the time comes! Do you think the opera house is yours and you have to watch a performance just because you want it?!"

"Damn it! I'm sleeping soundly. Pull me up! I really want to smash the piano on his head!"

"You think you're so great that you can stay in the opera house? You're just a deadbeat who eats and drinks for free in the opera house! Do you think you're worthy of watching our performance? Pah!"

Hearing this angry curse, Song Mang sighed and said to Xiao Junze beside him, "I spend a lot of money every time I enter a copy, so logically I should have spent a lot.

Why when I looked at my bank account just now, my money didn't decrease, but increased instead?"

There were three question marks above Xiao Junze’s head.

"Really? I didn't study much, don't lie to me, how can money just keep increasing?"

"Of course it's true! I'm so worried!"

"...?"

Song Mang suddenly took out a stack of ghost money and threw it directly to the old man, "The more money I spend, the more annoying it is! It's rare to meet a weirdo like you, reward!"

(End of this chapter)