Finally in the evening, Fan Li also came back, and the young man who was angry and had to return the goods was persuaded by Fan Li for a few words, and his anger disappeared and he solved it properly.

After the company got off work, seeing that the employees were gone, Candle Long said to Fan Li worriedly: "The poor god is here......

A trace of uneasiness actually appeared on Fan Li's smiling face, but then he returned to normal and said with a smile: "Candle Dragon, you will go back to Heavenly Court to report on your work in a few days, and you will have to worry about this matter." ”

Candle Dragon frowned and said, "I'm a little immortal......"

Fan Li thought for a moment, and had to smile bitterly: "Then let's wait for Director Zhao to come back and talk about it, I'm afraid that this matter will have to be suppressed by God." ”

At this time, Yun Ruoyun came down from the upstairs gloomy, saw Fan Li, barely squeezed out a smile and said hello, and then said to Candle Dragon with a pout: "Let's go, that old woman is so annoying, I don't want to see her." ”

Fan Li touched Yun Ruo's hair dotingly and smiled: "Then you guys go, I'll meet her!"

Yun Ruo pulled Fan Li and said: "Uncle Fan, let's go to dinner together, that old witch upstairs is really annoying, you ignore her, keep her locked up here, if she dares to make trouble, let the police station take her away, hum!"

Candle Dragon smiled at Yun Ruo and said, "Let's go, that old woman just let Uncle Fan deal with it." ”

Yun Ruo pouted, and then grabbed Candle Dragon's arm, in fact, she didn't want others to disturb the two-person world between her and Brother Candle Dragon, so she grimaced at Fan Li and said with a smile: "Then let's go, Uncle Fan." ”

Fan Li was still smiling, and actually made a rare joke: "I won't be a light bulb!"

The candle dragon closed his eyes, and a sonorous and powerful scene appeared in his mind - God of Wealth VS God of Poverty!

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The Xiongxin Mansion on this night is brightly lit.

The security personnel downstairs were waiting for a big enemy, firstly, because reporters from all walks of life gathered outside the door, and the paparazzi were like snipers ambushing in some inexplicable places.

The security guards know that their boss Mr. Xiong is now like a big star, who came back from the dead and was discharged from the hospital on the same day, do you say this is a sensation?

No wonder reporters gather and paparazzi haunt.

Of course, Mr. Xiong doesn't want this to make too much trouble, so the security is much stricter than usual.

Second, they also have an important task, saying that they are going to welcome an important guest, as long as they meet someone who claims to be Zhang, they must pay attention, they are in their fifties, and they are obscene, especially for those who collect rags, clean, or even ask for food, they must be polite, maybe it is a fairy - this is what Mr. Xiong personally explained.

The night is dark, people are sleepy, and the hall of Xiongxin Building really came to the hall of a scavenging old man with a temperament, the outdated work clothes of the Port Authority, revealing the absolute scavenging strength, and the momentum simply crushed all the media reporters squatting at the door - this guy came in with a snakeskin bag.

Waste pickers, this is an honorific title, civil servants, engineers, aren't they all a profession?

Those security guards instantly had a new understanding of the profession of "collecting rags", which is definitely the temperament that only senior waste pickers with qualifications and backgrounds can have, and they finally understood the artistic conception of "Nine Bags Elder" in Jin Daxia's novel!

Wow!

The security captain immediately nodded and asked this imposing old man what is his surname?

The old man smiled slightly, and said with a word like gold: "Zhang!"

The security captain immediately looked solemn and asked, "But Mr. Xiong's guest?"

The old man nodded, still cherishing the words like gold: "Go!"

The security captain looked as if he had taken on a major mission, and said loudly: "Zhang Tianshi, please come here!"

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The elevator went up to the top floor, and when the elevator door quietly slid open, the old man saw Xiong Xin standing respectfully in front of the elevator door, stepped forward, and tightly held the old man's rough and heavy hands that carried the hard work and sweat of the working people.

The guests and hosts sat down, and in Mr. Xiong's luxuriously decorated revolving office, the antique wall clock "Clang" was chiseled 10 times - 10 o'clock in the evening!

Zhang Da buffled Erlang's legs, took the cigarette handed by Mr. Xiong, pinched his fingers, and Mr. Xiong handed over an envelope very interestingly, dryly......

Zhang Dachui is not a particular person, he doesn't know what to implicate, he poured out the things in the envelope in front of Xiong Xin, and counted carefully, the gross ticket is the gross ticket, the steel hammer is the steel bill, seven cents and four cents, not bad!

Zhang Tianshi nodded with satisfaction!

With a bank card slipping out of this hair, Xiong Xin smiled cautiously: "Immortals, there are 5 million here, I know that immortals, you regard money as something outside your body, this is just a little bit of discipleship, and I hope to laugh at it!"

Zhang Dachui immediately smiled, with a greedy look, licked his lips and said, "You still want to die, don't you?"

Xiong Xin's heart that he had just put down became nervous again, this style of painting is wrong, right?

He was immediately at a loss, and Ai Ai asked, "What do the immortals mean?"

Zhang Dachui threw out the bank card like a gambling god throwing a poker, but it was not handsome, the card fell helplessly on a palm-thick carpet, Zhang Dachui's eyes were burning, and he said to Xiong Xin: "Don't you remember?"

Xiong Xin's brain suddenly dizzy and slumped on the sofa......

He had a dream!

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"Sister Ma, Mrs. Jiang's arrangement must be reasonable, you are so angry that you came to the Heavenly Court Office, but you were ordered?" Fan Li tried to communicate with the crazy woman in the office.

"Fan Li, you don't come with me to this set, you are the God of Wealth, every household is rare about you, hanging your portrait, shaping your body, the old lady is greeted by a broom everywhere, you try this taste?" The old witch was full of anger and aggressiveness.

"Sister Ma, at the beginning, you hated the poor and loved the rich, and you abandoned your grandfather, do you want to have today?" Fan Li is the one with the best temper among the immortals, but he has no heart for this poor god who is sloppy and cheating, and he is very disgusted.

"If you don't mention him to me less, he didn't give me a good life at the beginning, and he was unfair to me when he was developed, but now he is so humiliated with me, how can I give up?"

Fan Li sighed, this is very rare for him - is there anything that can make the God of Wealth sigh?

Actually, it's a long story.

It is said that after the recruitment of Heavenly Court was over, Jiang Ziya was in charge of the work of the personnel department, and everything that should have been arranged was arranged, but his ex-wife finally came to make trouble.

I have to start at the beginning......

Jiang Ziya has been poor since he was a child, worked as a butcher, opened a restaurant, and did a small business, but he achieved nothing, he was not a material for trading, and it was only at the age of 72 that he got the 68-year-old Ma as his wife.

This Ma is estimated to have a bad family education, dislikes the poor and loves the rich, the 68-year-old lady, not living a good life, wrestling with Jiang Ziya every day, there was no square dance or any entertainment at that time, this old woman has no hobbies, and eighty percent is too late in menopause, and she plays with Jiang Ziya's five horses and spears every day.

It didn't take long for the Tao to be different, the three views did not coincide, and this Ma family talked about the old king next door every day - you look at the old king of others, selling tofu every day to make more money......?

There was no way to live this day, Mrs. Jiang couldn't bear it anymore, so she agreed to Ma's divorce lawsuit, and the two old guys agreed to divorce.

It wasn't until Jiang Ziya met King Zhou Wen later that Old Man Jiang got the opportunity to show his ambitions.

Later, when Jiang Taigong was named a god, Ma also came to ask for a seal, and Jiang Taigong was unbearable, Jiang Ziya hated her character of hating the poor and loving the rich, and named her a "poor god" in a fit of anger.

And sternly warned: "You are not allowed to go to blessed places, but you are not afraid of being beaten to other places." ”

This is also the origin of the word "Fu" posted during the Chinese New Year.

What Fan Li didn't understand was - how did this scourge come to Heavenly Court to be stationed in Fan?