In the next second, a piece of information appeared in front of Song Qian's eyes.

[God of Wealth Level: Level 0 (60/100)]

There are already 60 points, and another 40 points can be upgraded. Song Qian was still curious about what would happen after the upgrade. At the very least, the amount of scattered wealth will definitely increase.

【God of Wealth Item: None】

This is used to it. I just don't know, what are the props of this God of Wealth, will there be an elixir of immortality or a smart pill or something like that? Ha, it seems that the God of Wealth doesn't care about this.

[Daily quota: 200,000 yuan]

Level 0 God of Wealth, because he realized the true meaning of scattered wealth, he got double the amount.

[Current Mission: "Who Fights" (not achieved), "Charcoal in the Snow" (8/10 million)]

There was nothing wrong with either task, Song Qian kept it in mind. The first task, let Cao Ning become the first female anchor of Chili Live within a month, and if she succeeds, she will be rewarded with 20,000 yuan, and if she fails, the agency contract will be terminated. The second task, the task of making a fortune, donates to seriously ill families through the Internet, and can get 1% of the donation amount as a salary reward.

Song Qian remembered that he basically donated the 200,000 yuan amount today.

Isn't that right, 200,000, 10,000 to the taxi driver, 10,000 rewards, and 180,000 yuan, all donated, why does the task show that only 80,000 was done?

Now, Song Qian knew where he felt something was wrong.

Mistakes, so-called mission mistakes. Whether it is the displayed task progress, or the previous lack of commission, as well as the information prompt, all indicate that one of his donations was wrong.

At dinner, I thought it was simple, thinking that the baby was there, and there was pain, so there was no problem, but then I realized that the problem was big.

Song Qian hurriedly turned on the computer and flipped out a folder called "Sino-Japanese Friendly Exchange", which contained dense videos.

I picked one at random, and it was Mr. Cang's work.

Song Qian watched the video while paying close attention to the changes in his body. However, no matter how hard Teacher Cang tried to perform, Song Qian did not react from beginning to end.

Not scientific, this is definitely not scientific!

The last time I masturbated, it was a week ago, this kind of scientific frequency, it is absolutely impossible to watch the whole film without any reaction.

The so-called "castration" turned out to be just that!

God of Wealth, are you particularly sick?!What are you doing staring at other people's lower bodies if you have nothing to do?!Song Qian turned off the video angrily, lifted his pants, and pointed to the ceiling and cursed.

Of course, Zhao Gongming said that he was very helpless, this is indeed stipulated by the law of the Heavenly Court, and it is basically not a punishment, it is roughly similar to the "non-prosecution" of the human law, and there are many elements of criticism and education. Because, the immortals all abandon the seven emotions and six desires, and they don't need to snap, so they don't raise the words, and no gods have paid attention to them.

It's just that this matter is put on Song Qian, who is still a mortal, and the matter is indeed a bit big.

Belch!

Song Qian suddenly felt a wave of soreness hit his calf.

It seems that scolding the God of Wealth by yourself will also lead to leg cramps. Song Qian could only collapse on the bed depressedly.

It's okay now, after a few days of being the God of Wealth, he became a eunuch. No, it's really no different from a eunuch. In the future, if the girl throws herself into her arms, she can only touch it and can't get on it, it's better than death!

No, we must regain the dignity of a man!

Song Qianhuo jumped up from the bed. When the mission was wrong, it was said that there was a "remedy", which was to recover the donation. In other words, as long as you find this Yuan Zijie and get back the 100,000 yuan donated to him, this punishment will be eliminated.

Although it is a little embarrassing to give someone money and have to come back, since it is a mistake, it proves that this family is not a seriously ill family, and since this is the case, it is natural to come back. Moreover, for the sake of one's own lifelong happiness, this kind of face problem can be completely ignored.

Thinking like this, Song Qian was a little relieved.

Fortunately, it was a donation to Yuan Zixin's younger brother, if it was a stranger, it would be really difficult to find.

Well, I have to start doing this tomorrow, starting with Yuan Zixin. Of course, there are also the old mother and little sister who have caused trouble for themselves, and they also have to deal with the past.

It's a lot of headaches.

Before going to bed, Song Qian opened the "Easy Fundraising" website again and transferred 50,000 yuan to Wang Ke. There is no problem with this, there will be no mistakes.

After the payment was confirmed, the next second, he received a commission of 500 yuan on his Huatai Bank card.

……

This night, Song Qian tossed and turned and slept unsteadily, and as soon as the sky was bright, he got up.

"What are you doing so early?"

Although Song Qian got up early, there were obviously people who were earlier than him. At this time, Cao Ning was already washing in the bathroom, and when he saw Song Qian, he asked with a mouth full of toothpaste.

"You got up so early, why can't I get up so early?" Song Qian asked rhetorically.

"I thought you novels were going to stay up late at night and sleep all morning the next day. Cao Ning spit out the toothpaste foam and said while rinsing his mouth.

Well?

Song Qian was stunned. He remembered that he probably hadn't told Cao Ning that he wrote a novel. The two lived together for a few days, and he didn't even have a word. Besides, as far as his book on the street is concerned, he can still increase his collection, and no one is urging him to change it, how does this girl know that she writes novels?

"Zhao Jun told you?"

Song Qian could only think of this possibility, so he asked softly.

"Who? What happened to Zhao Jun?"

Because Cao Ning had just crackled his toothbrush, he didn't hear Song Qian's questioning in a suppressed voice.

“…… No, nothing. Song Qian shook his head and said, "How do you know that I write novels?"

"I really guessed right?!" Cao Ning explained excitedly, "I see that you have downloaded a writer's assistant APP on your mobile phone, and I haven't seen you say what work you usually do, think you should be a full-time codeword." ”

“……”

Seeing Song Qian's acquiescence, Cao Ning happily patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm really talented and smart, it's amazing!"

“……”

"What book did you write? I'm going to give you a reward. Cao Ning is also suffering from a high income from live broadcasts every day, and her waist is hard.

"I won't talk about my eunuch book, I'm going to open a new book in a few days. Of course, Song Qian can't say what books he wrote, just that broken book, full-time, and not even enough to eat soil.

"Tsk!" Cao Ning shook his head and said, "This kind of thing as a eunuch will become a habit, how many copies of your eunuch do you have?"

“……”

Song Qian is actually a eunuch, to be precise, he is not a eunuch, but he has been too busy in the past two days to update. Besides, the grades are not good, and it really makes no difference.

"Do you know what two words a man can't say?" Cao Ning suddenly asked.

Isn't this a brain circuit? Isn't it about fiction?

"Eunuch?" Song Qian replied softly.

"Hmm~~" Cao Ning shook his head again and again.

"Then I can't guess, there are too many words in two words. ”