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

Upon hearing this...

Yang Guang suddenly turned his head, his eyes piercing Chu Sheng like knives.

"You don't know anything!"

"Isn't two hundred yuan money?"

"I work myself to the bone every day, and I even have to mooch breakfast. Where am I supposed to get two hundred yuan to buy a phone?"

"And this thing even has my WeChat balance in it!"

Although he had paid the fines and debts before, he later became wealthy again thanks to a transfer from the Old Master.

but!

All that money is currently in the bank cards and WeChat accounts linked to this phone!

What if my phone breaks and I miss receiving payments?

Especially for those major clients who are contacted by mobile phone, if you can't get through to them by phone, isn't that like pushing the God of Wealth away from you?

The more he thought about Yang Guang, the more heartbroken he became.

The more I think about it, the more my heart bleeds!

"No!"

Yang Guang slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

He exuded a strong fighting spirit and killing intent.

This murderous aura was even more terrifying than when we faced those wanted criminals from Bureau 749 last night!

Chu Sheng was so startled that he almost dropped the fried dough stick in his hand.

"Guang...Guang-ge, calm down, it's just a cell phone..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Yang Guang stuffed the broken black brick into his pocket and said through gritted teeth, "I was just planning to test my courage tonight and maybe pick up some scraps along the way."

"But things have changed now!"

"I'm going to have to work overtime tonight and pull off something big!"

"If I don't generate a business worth hundreds of thousands or even millions, I'll be letting down this worthless 300-yuan phone!"

"Walk!"

Yang Guang grabbed Chu Sheng and strode out.

Chu Sheng stumbled as he was pulled: "Where are we going, Brother Guang?"

"Class is about to start!"

"What a load of rubbish!"

"Making money to buy a phone is the most important thing in life!"

Good heavens!

They were all stunned the moment they heard this.

It's just a phone, and they're telling you to spend 200 yuan to find one on the secondhand market, and you're trying to make hundreds of thousands of yuan.

If you were asked to buy a phone that costs over a thousand yuan, wouldn't you be aiming for a price of five million or more?

Where can you find such a large business?

Are you kidding me?

Yang Guang pulled Chu Sheng outside, the two still arguing about where to get money by skipping class.

Sudden.

A deafening DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra blared from Chu Sheng's pocket.

"Namo Ratna Trayaya~ (boom boom boom)"

Yang Guang stopped and slowly turned his head, his eyes as red as a rabbit's, staring intently at Chu Sheng's pocket.

His gaze made it seem as if Chu Sheng wasn't carrying a cell phone in his pocket, but a bomb that could explode at any moment.

What's even more crucial is, when did Chu Sheng get a cell phone?

Chu Sheng shuddered under the stare, his scalp tingling.

"Brother Guang... Brother Guang, please don't look at me like that, it's giving me the creeps."

Yang Guang gritted his teeth: "Catch it!"

Chu Sheng hurriedly pulled out his phone, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the caller ID on the screen.

With a forced smile, he said, "Brother Guang, it's Lao Jia calling."

Yang Guang snorted coldly, "Catch it!"

Chu Sheng dared not delay, immediately slid down the answer button, and very considerately pressed the speakerphone.

As soon as the call connected, Jia Youcai's extremely penetrating hoarse voice came through, accompanied by the roar of an engine.

"Hey, monk!"

Where are you?

"I just called Yang Guang, but the call dropped after a few rings."

"And when I tried to call again, it said the phone was shut down!"

What are you doing?

Upon hearing this, Chu Shengqian coughed, feeling utterly miserable.

Old Jia is usually a very capable person, so why did he have to walk into the line of fire today?

You really know how to bring up a sore spot!

Didn't you see that Brother Guang's eyes are practically squinting because his phone broke down right now...?

wrong!

Are they about to kill someone?!

Chu Sheng swallowed hard, glanced cautiously at Yang Guang, and said with a forced laugh, "Um... Old Jia, you've misunderstood."

"Brother Guang's phone wasn't overdue on its bill; it just just died a glorious death, physically rendered unusable."

"There wasn't even a chance to save them, which is why they couldn't get the needle in."

"But what brings you calling so early in the morning?"

"Aren't you usually out in the park at this hour trying to pick up widows who do square dancing?"

Jia Youcai on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then slapped his thigh, making a crisp "smack" sound.

"oops!"

"Look at my memory, I almost forgot the important thing!"

Jia Youcai coughed twice, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of mystery and excitement, "Monks, I have something to tell you. I have a big client here who's encountered a tricky situation!"

"That family must be incredibly wealthy!"

"They're incredibly generous with money!"

"Do you guys want to come with me and pull this off?"

Yang Guang, who was initially gloomy because his phone broke down, became cheerful after hearing the keyword "extremely generous with money".

It felt like I'd been struck by a 100,000-volt bolt of lightning!

Instantly feeling refreshed!

The murderous intent in his eyes vanished without a trace, replaced by two beams of golden light that were three times brighter than searchlights!

"Give it to me!"

Yang Guang snatched the phone from Chu Sheng's hand and said, "Old Jia!"

Where are you?

"How big of a entourage is that client?"

"What happened?"

"Money doesn't matter. What matters is that as the last Celestial Master, I can't bear to see others suffer!"

"I'll take this job!"

Chu Sheng and Er Lengzi, who were standing nearby, were dumbfounded, looking at each other in disbelief.

Just a moment ago, the living Yama was shouting that he would go on a killing spree and stew them to feed the dogs, but in the next second he has become a living Bodhisattva who saves all living beings.

Even face-changing techniques aren't this smooth!

Upon hearing Yang Guang's voice on the other end of the phone, Jia Youcai immediately chuckled: "Hehe, this business is a bit tricky, I definitely can't handle it."

"It's kind of strange, actually."

Yang Guang rolled his eyes and impatiently urged, "Stop talking nonsense and get to the point."

"What exactly is this job?"

Jia Youcai cleared his throat and said, "This matter can't be explained in just a few words over the phone."

"Then let's get straight to the point!"

"oh."

"That means the other party is possessed by an evil spirit."

"..."

Yang Guang was waiting for him to continue, but Jia Youcai remained silent, which made Yang Guang's face darken even more. He asked impatiently, "That's all?"

"ah."

"Didn't you tell me to keep it short?"

"I already said that."

"That's all."

Yang Guang listened to the echo on the phone and was utterly speechless.

Let him speak properly, but he was surprisingly brief!

What's the difference between saying it and not saying it at all?

Damn it, you think listening to your words is like listening to a lecture, huh?

If there's nothing wrong, would you call yourself so early in the morning?

Moreover, Yang Guang knew exactly what kind of person Jia Youcai, that old swindler, was.

This old man usually boasts loudly, claiming he can kick the Nanshan Nursing Home and punch the Beihai Kindergarten. But if he can handle a business himself, he will definitely keep it all to himself and won't spit out a single drop of soup.

Only when faced with a truly unmanageable problem will they be willing to send in reinforcements.

"Old Jia, stop playing these abstract games with me!"