At ten midnight, Wen Jia took Sister Yue's husband's two columbariums and came to an open and empty place.

"Hey, Yudan, Sister Yue said that she had called the police for domestic violence, can you help me check it?" Wen Jia felt a hint of coolness in the summer wind.

"Oh, this, I've already sent someone to check, and there is indeed this record, and we checked the investigation of the police station, and Sister Yue's neighbors can also confirm that her husband often beat and scolded and abused Sister Yue when he was alive. ”

"Will Sister Yue be sentenced to death?" Wen Jia asked again.

"Wen Jia... Murder pays for ......"

"Thank you, brother. Wen Jia took a sharp puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled it.

"Senior sister, I'll leave this guy to you to deal with. A bastard like him deserves a chance of reincarnation. Wen Jia looked at the urn on the ground.

Red sleeves made a fingerprint, and with the end of a spell, Yue'er's husband's soul appeared behind the ashes altar, he looked confused, and when he saw Wen Jia, they looked fierce.

The dragon instantly turned into a snake and swallowed this disgusting and disgusting ghost.

The next morning, Wen Jia and Boss Lu sent the big guy Wang to the airport.

"Boss Lu, go to the Internet café. Wen Jia said to Boss Lu with a huff.

"Oh, okay. ”

"Hey, buddy, is your boss here?" asked Wen Jia to a webmaster.

"Brother Feng is in the office, and I went in on the second floor, and I saw it. ”

"Thank you. ”

"Boss Lu, no matter what happens for a while, you don't care, just sit down. When he was about to arrive at the door, Wen Jia explained.

"Bang ......"

"Enter!"

"Brother Feng. ”

"Why do you have time to come? Brother Feng looked at Wen Jia and didn't seem very happy.

"Last night's incident ......," Wen Jia wanted to say and stopped.

"I'll just ask you one question, Wen Jia. Why are you targeting Xiao Yue? "Brother Feng is not happy, angry, or sad, but the question is indeed very acute.

Because he was not present for almost all important things yesterday, what he saw was the fight between Wen Jia and Xiao Yue's bodyguards, and the police took Xiao Yue away at the end, which seemed to be Wen Jia's aggressiveness.

"Actually, you know that Sister Xiaoyue was subjected to domestic violence, right? But you can't do anything. Wen Jia asked rhetorically.

"I know. Brother Liangjiu Feng said helplessly.

"Then why didn't you kill her husband?" Wen Jia finished asking this question and stared straight at Brother Feng.

"I ......"

"You, what are you? You know everything, but have you ever stopped it? You haven't! Have you helped her call the police? Probably not! You said I targeted Sister Xiaoyue? Who the hell are we because of weakness, except for comfort, we haven't even done the most basic protection for our friends!"

“............”

"Sister Xiaoyue was hurt by friends like you, don't you think?" Wen Jia's sentences were like knives, and Brother Feng was speechless.

After smoking a cigarette, Wen Jia looked at the silent Brother Feng and said, "Are you interested in helping Sister Xiaoyue take care of Sister Xiaoyue's bar?"

"Xiao Yue really gave you the bar?" Brother Feng looked at Wen Jia in disbelief!

"That's right, I didn't want you to misunderstand when I came today, Sister Xiaoyue's bar was originally her reward for me to destroy her husband's ghost. ”

"Let you destroy her husband's ghost?" Brother Feng became more and more incomprehensible.

"That's right, Wen Jia is awesome now, she can catch ghosts. Boss Lu said with a little pride.

"I bought her half of the shares of this bar"

"Give it to you!" Wen Jia is not shocking, a bar is millions of dollars, he actually said that he would send it!

"Huh?" Boss Lu was shocked.

"Bar, I don't have time to manage it, and I won't either, Sister Yue's parents are still there, I think she won't be able to fulfill her filial piety in the future, you can't help her as a friend when she suffers, and now that she's gone, you should do something as a friend!"

Silence, all silence. Wen Jia did this 1 because she felt that Sister Yue was pitiful. 2 is that I don't want Brother Feng to think that he is mercenary and ruin his friendship from childhood to adulthood.

"Okay, from today onwards, I will remit 20% of each of the bar's net income to Xiaoyue's parents. 29% of the net income I will give you. 51% of net income sustains bar expenses. Just let me thank you and make amends to Satsuki. After speaking, Brother Feng looked at Wen Jia.

Wen Jia nodded and agreed, in fact, she was in her heart, "It's good that you haven't forgotten to give me some benefits, otherwise I should be looking for a job again!"

In the afternoon, Boss Lu asked his lawyer to do the bar transfer procedures, and Brother Feng handed over the Internet café to Sister Xiaowei and Shaoji. I took care of the bar myself.

"Senior brother, I think you've been slacking off lately!" said Long Er as he looked at Wen Jia, who was lying on the sofa playing games.

"Senior sister, I think I should learn kung fu? I always feel that every time I fight, I am the one who is beaten!" Wen Jia really wants to learn some self-defense, and her face is still swollen.

Red Sleeves came in from the balcony after drying his clothes, and said to Wen Jia: "You should indeed learn something, I haven't seen a Taoist priest as bad as you in the past few hundred years." ”

"Hehehe" Baozi was playing with toys on the carpet, and he laughed when he heard this!

"Oh, I'll go, little thing, you dare to laugh at me, I'll let you laugh at me, I'll let you laugh at me!" Wen Jia tickled him as soon as he picked up the bun on the ground, and the bun "giggled" and laughed.

Just when Wen Jia put the bun on the ground, the bun was the same as Wen Jia, and he picked it up to the sky, and Wen Jia directly felt that there was a force to lift him up!

"Hey, hey, Baozi, brother is wrong, you put me down, Baozi! Don't make trouble!" Wen Jia's face turned green. What kind of monsters are these!

As soon as the bun was stopped, Wen Jia fell directly on the sofa!

"Ancestor, don't point at me in the future! I'm afraid of you!" Wen Jia rubbed her buttocks and looked at the bun that was still giggling, and she didn't dare to say cruel words.

"Little brother, from tomorrow, I will teach you kung fu, how about it?" Sister Redsleeve sat next to Long'er and said while munching on melon seeds.

"Okay, okay, no problem. Wen Jia agreed, in terms of kung fu, Sister Red Sleeves is definitely the most powerful of the three.

"Sister, I want to learn too, I want to learn too. "Long'er is also clamoring to learn.

"Okay, go to sleep, tomorrow at 5 o'clock morning exercise!" Red Sleeves got up to leave.

"What? Sister Red Sleeves, don't you tease me? It's two o'clock now!" Wen Jia is so drunk!