He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

Ah Zeng hastily dropped a bombshell: "A monthly salary of 10!"

Yang Guang's feet seemed to be rooted to the ground.

It stopped abruptly.

His lips twitched slightly, almost uncontrollably.

One hundred thousand?

You can earn 100,000 a month without doing anything?

That's 1.2 million a year!

How many ghost pearls would I have to sell to make that money back?

Yang Guang was roaring inwardly, but he couldn't lose his aloof and pretentious demeanor as the last Celestial Master.

He comforted himself inwardly.

Calm down!

Yang Guang, calm down!

It's only 10 yuan. You can easily earn that by taking on just one job. If you were taking jobs from real people, a rich woman might spend hundreds of thousands of yuan if she was in a good mood.

A mere 100,000 yuan won't buy my indomitable spirit!

Thinking about this...

Yang Guang put his hands in his pockets, turned around and looked at A Zeng with a disillusioned look.

"Brother Zeng, I'm sorry."

"I'm someone who yearns for freedom and doesn't like being bound by the rules and regulations of the system."

"Ten thousand dollars can't buy my free and unrestrained soul."

Bai Sheng scoffed from the side, "What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? You've probably never even seen what 100,000 yuan looks like in your entire life!"

Ah Zeng ignored Bai Sheng; he had finally understood.

This guy acts all high and mighty on the surface, but he's actually the kind of guy who won't act until he sees something good in it!

We must use drastic measures!

Ah Zeng took a deep breath and continued to escalate the conversation at an extremely fast pace.

"Brother, don't be so quick to refuse!"

"100,000 is just the base salary!"

"Each mission comes with an extra subsidy, starting at a minimum of 20!"

"There will be a year-end bonus!"

"in addition……"

Ah Zeng gritted his teeth and threw out his final trump card: "Given the special nature of our bureau, if you make a great contribution, you'll be eligible for a special quota—you can marry several wives!"

These words were spoken.

The entire conference room fell into a deathly silence.

Bai Sheng stared wide-eyed at A Zeng, as if he were looking at a madman.

What is that?

Marry several wives?

Does our bureau have this regulation?

Brother Zeng, are you starting to talk nonsense to recruit people?

however.

The moment Yang Guang heard those words, his previously calm eyes widened instantly.

Bigger than a bull's eye!

His eyes were practically bulging out.

He suddenly stopped and slid straight in front of Ah Zeng.

He grabbed Zeng's arms with both hands.

Shortness of breath.

His voice was filled with undisguised excitement as he stared intently at Zeng and said, "Brother Zeng!"

"What did you just say?"

A Zeng was taken aback by Yang Guang's sudden enthusiasm and stammered, "I... I meant a monthly salary of 10 yuan."

Yang Guang shook his head frantically, "Not that sentence!"

"Next sentence!"

A Zeng was a little confused and tentatively asked, "There's an extra subsidy for each mission, starting at least 20?"

Yang Guang gripped Zeng's arm tighter and tighter.

"oops!"

"That's not it either!"

"Next line!"

Ah Zeng swallowed hard, looking into Yang Guang's gleaming eyes, and cautiously asked, "Besides, you can marry several more wives?"

"Snapped!"

Yang Guang slapped his thigh suddenly, his voice echoing throughout the conference room: "That's it!"

The aloofness and disdain on Yang Guang's face vanished instantly.

Instead, there was a fervent sense of urgency, as if we had known each other for a long time.

He looked at Ah Zeng as if he were looking at a long-lost brother.

"Brother Zeng!"

"You should have said so earlier!"

"If you had told me earlier that our company offered this benefit, I wouldn't have bothered coming!"

Yang Guang snatched the brown paper bag from Zeng's hand and pulled out the contract inside.

Without even looking, he grabbed a pen from the table.

He quickly signed his name.

The movements were so swift and fluid, without even a second of hesitation.

Yang Guang shoved the contract into Zeng's arms, rubbing his hands together with a broad smile: "Brother Zeng, when are we going to get wives in our bureau?"

"Is it assigned by the higher-ups, or do I have to choose myself?"

"Let me state this in advance: my Yang family has been a single-son lineage for eighteen generations, and the responsibility of continuing the family line rests entirely on my shoulders."

"I won't do it if there are fewer than three!"

Ah Zeng and Bai Sheng were both dumbfounded.

What the hell is this?

Just a moment ago, he regarded money as dirt and yearned for a free and unrestrained soul.

Why did he immediately reveal his true colors as soon as he heard that he could marry several wives?

You signed it without even reading the contract?

This is such a complete loss of moral integrity!

Bai Sheng's lips twitched violently as he pointed at Yang Guang and yelled, "You bastard...you charlatan, do you have any moral compass at all?!"

"You joined our Bureau 749 just to find a wife?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes and retorted confidently, "What's it to you?!"

"Hey big-nosed guy, we're colleagues now, show me some respect."

"I'm doing this in response to the national call to contribute to solving the problem of an aging population!"

"You don't know anything!"

Ah Zeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and carefully put the contract away.

He coughed twice to cover his embarrassment: "Ahem, well... Brother Yang Guang, this benefit is only granted through special approval from above if you make a great contribution."

"He doesn't just hand out his wife the moment he walks in the door."

Yang Guang waved his hand dismissively: "Making a contribution is easy!"

"I'm a professional ghost hunter and exorcist. If you have any monsters or demons you can't handle, just leave them to me!"

"As long as the work is done well, there's no need to worry about having a wife!"

At this point, Yang Guang suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, Brother Zeng."

"Since I've already signed the contract..."

"When will we receive that base salary of 100,000 yuan?"

"Could I get an advance for one month's payment?"

"I have two brothers outside who are starving and waiting for me to pay the bill. They've almost eaten up all 20,000 yuan."

Ah Zeng was completely speechless.

Just how desperate for money is this guy?

Helplessly, he took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Yang Guang: "This is your salary card. A month's base salary has already been deposited into it."

"The password is six eights."

Yang Guang snatched the bank card, kissed it, and smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits.

"The boss is so generous!"

"Brother Zeng, from now on you're like my own brother!"

"I'll go through fire and water, and if you point me in a direction I might not hit you; if you go east, I might go west!"

Bai Sheng, who was standing nearby, was so angry when he heard Yang Guang's words that his liver hurt.

He suddenly turned to look at Zeng: "Brother Zeng, you actually hired someone like that?"

"He doesn't deserve it at all!"

Yang Guang carefully put the bank card away close to his body before glancing sideways at Bai Sheng: "Big Nose, are you itching for a beating again?"

Whether I'm worthy or not is up to Brother Zeng to decide. Who do you think you are?

"We'll see."

Yang Guang took two steps forward and stood directly in front of Bai Sheng.

"You came to Fengdu in the middle of the night and made Captain Zhao guard the door for you."

"They even brought out the name of the 749th Bureau, offering high salaries and special benefits to recruit me."

"Even a fool could tell you've run into a tough opponent."

Yang Guang's lips curled into a mocking smile: "What?"

"You self-proclaimed elites of the nation, you have things you can't handle?"