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

Yang Guang, his face dark, snapped at his phone, "If you don't get to the point, I'm going to climb over the internet cable right now and smash your pink electric scooter!"

"No, no, no!"

Upon hearing that his beloved car was to be smashed, Jia Youcai on the other end of the phone immediately became agitated: "Why is your temper still so explosive? I'll tell you!"

Jia Youcai quickly dropped his charlatan act and became serious: "It's like this."

"I have a big boss here, his family is so rich they could kill someone with his wealth."

"His daughter encountered some strange things at home a while ago."

"Every night after falling asleep, the little girl would wake up screaming, insisting that a little ghost had come to find her, and she would hug her leg and chase after her calling for her mother."

"That brat goes to report for duty every night in the middle of the night, driving the girl to the brink of a nervous breakdown."

"That big boss has been contacting a lot of people in the industry lately, including a whole bunch of monks and Taoist priests, but the problem still hasn't been solved."

Jia Youcai coughed twice and lowered his voice, saying, "They came to me through connections."

"You know I'm not good at that!"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes.

Not good at it?

You're probably afraid that if you go there, that brat will slap you twice in the buttocks, aren't you?

However, Yang Guang is now penniless, his phone has been destroyed, and all he can think about is making money.

Yang Guang interrupted him impatiently: "Stop with the nonsense. Since the boss is so wealthy, how will the appearance fee be calculated?"

"hey-hey!"

Jia Youcai rubbed his hands together on the other end of the phone and chuckled slyly, "Let's go take a look. If we can settle this, we'll get 300,000!"

"How many?"

"Three hundred thousand?!"

Just moments ago, the last Celestial Master was heartbroken over losing a 300-yuan secondhand phone, but now, two beams of golden light burst forth from his eyes, bright enough to blind even a titanium alloy dog.

That's 300,000!

"go!"

Without hesitation, Yang Guang answered firmly, "You arrange a time with the boss, and we'll go over tonight!"

"I'll take this job!"

"As a Celestial Master in this degenerate age, it is my inescapable duty to uphold justice, punish evil, and rescue the boss's daughter from her dire straits!"

"Anyone who dares to stop me from performing the ritual to send that little devil to the afterlife, I'll fight them to the death!"

Hearing Yang Guang's righteous words, Chu Sheng rolled his eyes.

Pull it down!

If you don't give me this 300,000, this kid could turn that boss's house upside down and I wouldn't even bother to look at it.

Hearing Yang Guang agree so readily, Jia Youcai immediately nodded with a smile, "Alright!"

"Then I'll schedule a time. This boss is rich and likes to show off."

"I'll have him pick you up by car tonight!"

We were just talking about this.

Chu Sheng, who was standing nearby, rolled his eyes and, remembering the frustration he always felt sitting in the car, immediately leaned close to his phone and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Old Jia!"

"Tell the boss to send two cars!"

"One car definitely can't fit everyone!"

Jia Youcai on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, then the image of Chu Sheng's mountain-like physique flashed into his mind, and he immediately scolded with a dark face, "Alright, alright, I know!"

"With your size, one car definitely can't fit you."

"I'll have him send two G-Wagons over then, that should be enough for you to run wild!"

Contact me tonight!

"Beep beep beep..."

The phone hangs up.

The online meeting regarding the 300,000-unit order concluded successfully.

Chu Sheng put his phone back in his pocket with satisfaction, touched his shiny bald head, and looked at Yang Guang with a smile.

"Brother Guang!"

"That's great!"

"This is a big deal worth 300,000. If you can handle this business, you can go and get the latest model of the Leading One in no time."

"Why are you still worried about that worthless 300-yuan brick!"

These words were spoken.

The surrounding air instantly became still.

Before Chu Sheng's smile could fully unfold, it froze on his fat face.

He suddenly felt like slapping himself hard across the face.

You really have a sharp tongue!

Yang Guang was so overwhelmed by the thought of 300,000 yuan that he forgot about the fact that his phone was going to break down.

As a result, he had to bring up the very thing he didn't want to talk about, and ended up dancing wildly in the minefield!

as predicted.

Yang Guang, who was still dreaming of getting rich overnight with 300,000 yuan a second ago, turned gloomy again the moment he heard the words "change phone".

He slowly turned his head.

A pair of eyes, as if looking at a dead man, coldly locked onto Chu Sheng.

What's worse, Yang Guang's gaze followed Chu Sheng's bald head all the way down, finally fixing on the pocket of Chu Sheng's sweatpants where he kept his phone.

Chu Sheng felt a chill run down his spine from being stared at, and instinctively reached out to cover his pocket.

"Guang...Brother Guang, please don't look at me like that, I'm scared..."

Yang Guang sneered, a dangerous smile curving his lips.

He crossed his arms and approached Chu Sheng step by step.

"Old Chu."

"I suddenly remembered a very serious question."

Yang Guang's voice was light and airy, yet it carried a chilling undertone: "Yesterday you were complaining to me about being poor, saying that your 20,000 yuan living expenses weren't enough, and that you were practically dying over just two skewers of meat at a street food stall."

"Then explain to me when you bought this phone?"

"It looks much more high-end than my phone!"

Chu Sheng swallowed hard, and cold sweat instantly poured down his forehead.

"This...that..."

Chu Sheng stammered, his eyes darting around as he frantically searched his brain for an excuse: "Brother Guang, let me explain, this phone wasn't bought, it was... it was obtained through alms!"

"right!"

"It came from alms!"

Chu Sheng straightened his back and clasped his hands together: "Last night, this humble monk passed by a secondhand mobile phone shop. The owner saw that this humble monk had a Buddha-like aura on his face and insisted on forming a good karmic connection, so he forced a phone on me!"

"fart!"

Yang Guang kicked Chu Sheng in the thigh: "Do you think I'm new to this world?!"

"What kind of secondhand shop owner would stay up late at night and force a smartphone on you as a gesture of goodwill?"

"Why don't you just say it was a miracle from Buddha who airdropped it to you!"

"Confess now!"

"How much did you buy it for?"

"besides!"

"Where did you get the money?"

Chu Sheng was stunned by Yang Guang's barrage of questions and didn't know how to answer for a moment. He could only cough and say somewhat embarrassedly, "Um, Brother Guang, this has nothing to do with me."

"I got all of these from Lao Jia."

"After Lao Jia switched to Yaoyaoxian last time, he gave me this phone."

"Say something like 'Call me if you need anything'."

"Look."

"But we encountered a special situation today. If it weren't for this phone, this business deal would have fallen through."

"Isn't that the logic?"

"..."