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Takeno Jiro choked.

What a big tone...

Even though the Mitsubishi Consortium has become the Mitsubishi Group, even if Mr. Iwasaki has abdicated, there is nothing he can't solve in Japan...

But he didn't say anything, and after he respectfully recorded the number, he bowed and said, "Then, let's take a step first? By the way, sir, you don't have to pay for all the fees, the rental fees and labor costs of the venue, and Mr. Iwasaki has already left the private account."

He is sensible... Qin Ye sighed repeatedly. This favor is so comfortable that he makes him hum.

"Ask you something." I couldn't help but cough: "What... Mr. Iwasaki... how is your health?"

Takeno Jiro was stunned.

Qin Ye put his fist to his mouth and continued to cough, hinting wildly: "That is to say... are there any incurable diseases such as cancer, AIDS, and leukemia... If it is in the late stage, it would be even better..."

Takeno Jiro's lips were trembling: "No, no... the adults are very strong. At least they can live for decades..."

Qin Ye waved his hand regretfully: "I understand, go."

Qin Ye was very unhappy when he saw Takeno Jiro running away with his people.

Haha... stupid humans, this is the kindness of the future Yama. What are you afraid of? Do you understand the unique way of greetings in the underworld?

I was too lazy to pay attention to these ungrateful mortals, and I didn't care about my shocking future. I jumped to the highest point of the warehouse. I watched dozens of cars driving away slowly not far away, and then looked at the black and mountainous materials below. A sense of satisfaction arose in my heart.

The underworld is about to take off!

After waiting for another hour, it was already three o'clock in the evening. He grabbed the void and a stack of talismans drawn by Alsace appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and flew away like paper money. At the moment he landed on the ground, countless green ghost fires that humans could not see with their naked eyes ignited, and all the supplies slowly turned into ashes and drifted from all directions.

Qin Ye waited quietly, there were too many things, and it took an hour to burn. Just as the last thing was finished, the Yan Luo Seal turned, and his eyes flashed, and he returned to the long-lost underworld again.

However, this time no one greeted him.

All the ghost people, including the deceased officer, stared blankly at the open space in front of the Ghost Gate, where hundreds of containers lined up and opened them all.

Countless white paper money floated down in the sky, forming a huge cloud hole. Every ten minutes later, a huge container fell down. The discussions from all directions were like a landslide and tsunami. There were endless streams.

Qin Ye did not speak immediately, but looked at every ghost.

Excited, ecstatic, and shocked. There are only these three expressions on everyone's face. They are obviously something that is annoying to see in the world, but at this moment, it is like a stimulant, making the silent underworld noise again.

"How do you feel?" Qin Ye looked at it, walked behind Su Dongxue and whispered.

"That's great..." Su Dongxue didn't look back. These ordinary things actually made her breathing so much that she was so excited: "Mahjong! Poker! And books! Oh my god! This... this is simply a Christmas gift!"

"Like?" The screams and discussions were heard from all directions, and Qin Ye's heart was also driven by this enthusiasm. Perhaps... this is what it means to be happy alone is worse than having fun...

At some point, the growth of his subjects and his territory began to quietly touch his heart.

Su Dongxue didn't speak, but just nodded desperately, staring at the container with a flashing eyes. Just looking at her appearance, Qin Ye could think of it. She must be thinking about what to do in a while. She couldn't help but cough. Su Dongxue was stunned and turned around. She was so scared that she was about to kneel down to worship, Qin Ye raised her index finger and shook her head.

The two of them were just mingling among the crowds, with countless ghosts pointing at the container from all directions. Wherever they heard, they were all "Oh my God... can you get mahjong in the underworld?" "Novel! Great! I've been bored these months and I'm almost dead." "Sorry, you're dead." "Sorry, the tongue is wrong, I mean, I'm so bored that I almost died again!"

Qin Ye looked over and saw Huang Liangchuan, the extremely excited billionaire, who was trying hard to squeeze forward at this moment. At the door of the container opposite, there was a few boxes of mahjong. His eyes were red. Unfortunately, he was an old ghost and his physical strength was not very good. He couldn't squeeze into twenty meters after squeezing for a long time.

He also saw Qian Tianyi, Hu Feng and others wearing safety helmets and looking towards the direction of the football. The surrounding ghosts were so excited that the Yin Qi was floating around. You could vaguely hear words such as "Real Madrid", "Brazil", "Football League" and so on.

No matter what box was, there was a lot of Yin spirits, and the outside was so anxious that the Yin energy was almost dissipated into ice. The noise of ghosts almost boiled the air in the underworld... Qin Ye withdrew his gaze with emotion. He had never expected that these ordinary things would bring such...sensation a few months after they died.

Yes, it was a sensation.

Just like a star-chasing fan, she is as fanatical and excited as she sees her star in front of her.

If you see an oasis in the desert, you will see a continent in the ocean.

And the excitement of these people actually led to his satisfaction. The feeling of fulfillment and accomplishment in his heart was simply indescribable.

He took a deep breath and coughed lightly. Suddenly, the sound was like thunder passing through the air. However, there was no sensation at the moment. However, many of the deceased officials beside him gasped, and a large number of cheers, "Long live Lord Yan!" "Lord Yan is wise!" and "Lord Yan is wise!" and a large number of people kneeled down.

It's really... so satisfying...

It’s not fear, but respect, from the heart.

After a pause, his qi sinks into his dantian. This time he sounds much louder than last time: "Everyone, be quiet."

Finally, the ghost group slowly calmed down. He walked out of the crowd slowly, hundreds of deceased officials followed him, came to the container, and patted him gently. He wanted to say anything, but couldn't say anything for a moment.

In a few months, this underworld, which was drifting in turmoil, has gone through too many roads, and has been rioting again and again, and has been dissatisfied with each other again and again. He and Alsace have demolished the east wall and repaired the west wall, and even went overseas to catch their souls as the future Yama. Now, it is finally time to gain.

The efforts and gratitude you gain.

I want to say a lot, but suddenly I can't say it, such as "Are you happy?" "You have to do things well for the underworld in the future, do you know?" and so on.

Because there is no need. The ghosts have written them on their faces.

"These things will be released in the next few months. I know that thank you for your hard work in the past few months."

Involuntarily, he bowed deeply.

The scene was silent.

I don’t know how long it took, about ten seconds or one minute. Finally, a sparse applause came from outside, and then it became louder and louder, and finally turned into warm applause all over the sky.

"The reason why it is not distributed now is because we have not counted it yet." Qin Ye took his hands and walked slowly past the container. Anywhere he walked, the deputies respectfully retreated. He gently patted the cold box, but felt extremely hot, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone has also seen that there are more than a dozen containers of entertainment facilities in these things. In addition, there are dozens of container production materials. This is related to more than a dozen industries closely related to everyone. How to do it?"

Humans are really a very strange creature.

I clearly had nothing to say just now, but now I felt blood rushing up in my heart, and what I wanted to say couldn't help but jump to my mouth and fountains surged out.

It's very contradictory, right? He also thinks.

His voice became louder involuntarily: "What we need is regulations, how to work in these industries, who manages them? How to calculate the items produced, all of which require a series of work. Apart from these, there are only a few thousand sets of entertainment facilities, and people will definitely not be able to divide them. How to divide them? How to return them? How to compensate for damages? The lending mechanism is not perfect."

Everyone's rapid breathing finally weakened, but there was no expectation in their eyes.

What people fear most is that there is no hope. Once there is, they can wait even for five or ten years.

"Next, the underworld will have big moves. The arrival of these things also announces that the days when everyone is doing nothing are over. The currency system will be built on these things. So, please give the civil servants time to count, and other personnel will sort out their own strengths and be ready to register at the Gate of Hell at any time."

He looked around the scene and spoke in a deep voice: "As the first batch of employees of the underworld, you will never regret investing in the comprehensive construction of the underworld. What I want is timely help, not icing on the cake!"

"The leader of Yin Jiansi and the planner of the currency system stayed behind, and the other ghosts were disbanded."

The staff left, but they did not lie under the tree and look at the sky as they used to. Instead, they discussed in groups of three or five.

The underworld is going to take real action... Maybe the wasteland under your feet will be tall buildings in a few years! Haven’t you seen the rows of engineering equipment and building materials behind it?

After experiencing reform and opening up, everyone knows that if you want to get rich, you have to get the first pie!

Without the discussion of the ghosts, this hopeful scene has disappeared in the underworld for several months. Now it is time for them to vent. Qin Ye came directly to the convention hall on the side of the Ghost Gate. Soon, Gu Qing, the seven directors of Yin Jian Department, Huang Liangchuan and others also walked in one after another.

"Master Qin." Gu Qing bowed and bowed respectfully. When he raised his head, his old face was radiating excitedly: "You... have done something extraordinary this time!"

"This is simply laying the foundation for the underworld forever!" "It's a timely help... This is a real timely help! Do you know that when I saw those construction machinery, I almost went crazy!" "More than that! Lord Qin, those entertainment facilities are real bombs! Even if you don't build the first phase of Qinyuan, these things will be enough to settle them for ten years!"

The flattery was like a tide. Qin Ye accepted it safely.

For these things, he really paid the price of blood this time.

Until everyone was so swearing that he knocked on the table with dissatisfaction: "Continue? Learn from Mr. Gu, but now he has not repeated words. Read more... If you read less, you will just say a few words. Wouldn't your Chinese teacher cry?"

Everyone wisely stopped talking. No... As the supreme leader, can you be more handsome?

Seeing that everyone was speechless, Qin Ye waved regretfully and curled his smile: "Sit down."
Chapter completed!