Chapter 152: It's impossible to work part-time (ask for subscription)

Qin Yuyao walked to Ximen Qing's side, grabbed her hand and said to her, "Sister Ximen, we will work together in the future." ā€

"What are you working on?" Ximen Qing looked at her in horror, this stupid kid wouldn't really be ready to carry tens of billions of debts, so where would it be over?

"Calm down, Ru Yao, calm down," Ximen Qing pointed to Jiang Yanhong, who looked like a lamp god, and said, "I was just a little bit on the top, and I just said it casually, fooling that iron head, and I wasn't ready to pay it back." ā€

Jiang Yanhong glared at her: "I heard it all!" ā€

"Oops!" Ximen Qing seemed to realize this, "It was actually heard!" Damn, Jiang Tietou, you actually overheard us. ā€

Jiang Jianhong: "......" [MDZZ]

"It's okay, Sister Ximen, I've thought about it," Qin Yuyao held Ximenqing's hand and said, "As long as we live long enough, the soft sister currency will depreciate quickly, you see, a few decades ago, pork was only 1 yuan a catty, and now it has risen 10 times, that is to say, in a few decades, our debt burden will be reduced by 10 times, and so on, maybe more than a hundred years later, we only need to pay off the debt equivalent to millions now." ā€

Jiang Jianhong: -_-!

Ximen touched Qin Yuyao's head with pity, this kid just burst out with so much power, wouldn't it be that his brain was broken: "Ru Yao, there is something called the country's macroeconomic control, the depreciation of the soft sister currency cannot continue at this rate, and even if our debts become lighter in a few hundred years, how can we live during this time?" If you don't pay it back, you'll become a bad guy. ā€

"Zizizi~"

An electric arc suddenly burst out from Qin Yuyao's head, and she seemed to be suddenly awake: "Ah! Seems like that's the case, oh, what did I just think? ā€

"It seems that this little friend has officially become the eight murderers." Jiang Jianhong said on the side.

"Officially become the Eight Murderers?" Qin Yuyao looked at Jiang Jianhong suspiciously, "Do the eight murderers still need to have a coronation ceremony?" ā€

Jiang Jianhong now regarded her as an existence of the same level, so he patiently explained to her: "Every Eight Murderers often causes huge disasters when they are first known to the world, which is why we are called 'Eight Murderers' instead of 'Eight Lucky Gods', and such a terrifying burst of power will inevitably have a certain impact on the body, it is better to say elsewhere, but once such a delicate organ of the brain is damaged, there will definitely be no way to recover to the previous self-healing." ā€

"What do you mean?" An arc of electricity appeared on Qin Yuyao's head, and her thinking speed seemed to be a beat slower.

Jiang Yanhong pondered for 2 seconds, and after organizing the language, he said to her: "To put it simply, you are brain-dead now. ā€

"Huh?" Qin Yuyao patted her ears vigorously, "I—I heard it right?" ā€

"No," Jiang said, "Of course, I have always felt that it is the world's misunderstanding of us, but there are some changes in the brain tissue, how can the impact be so exaggerated?" I'm still the same person I used to be, and I'm not stupid or stupid, it's just a few blind speculations by those scientists. ā€

"Yes, yes, yes," Qin Yuyao nodded vigorously, and an electric arc continued to appear on her head, "I haven't become a fool, I feel no different from before now, and I'm even a little hi." ā€

"Oh, don't care about these details," Simon said, "these inferences are all made by those who are afraid of our power, and there is no truth at all, for example, me, do you think I am a brain-wreck?" ā€

Qin Yuyao and Jiang Jianhong glanced at each other in unison, and then Qin Yuyao remained silent, and Jiang Yanhong said, "It's quite like." ā€

"Get out! You iron head, if you want to say that the first brain-dead is you! Simon said angrily, "Your head has been smashed by a mountain!" ā€

Jiang Yanhong's face darkened suddenly: "If you have time to say this, you still have to think about how to repay the debt, our Jiang family will make up for these losses for the time being, and then I will be your creditor, don't think about delaying until the creditor dies and then repay the debt!" ā€

"Uh......" Ximen Qing felt so uncomfortable, "Jiang Tietou, don't play like this, tens of billions of dollars are just a drop in the bucket for you, the 'Zhenguo Divine Beast', or forget it." ā€

"My money is blowing in the wind?" Jiang Jianhong was unmoved, "You are also the eight murderers, your Tsing Yi Sect has been scattered in all corners of society over the years, and the tens of billions of debts gathered are not worth mentioning, why should I forget it?" ā€

"I'm not...... There are hardships. Simon whispered.

The Tsing Yi Sect is completely her black history, and she can't see those guys. And if they knew that they had taken over their master, how many fanatics would God know what they would do?

"It has nothing to do with me," Jiang said, "aren't you working as a cartoonist now?" is still a singer, I calculated, according to your current popularity, if you continue to be popular, you should be able to pay off this debt in a few decades, of course, if you can become more popular, this time will be shortened. ā€

"I've worked so hard to draw comics, is it just to work for you?" Simon said righteously, "It's impossible to work part-time!" ā€

"Then you pay back!"

"I don't have any money."

"Then go draw a comic," Jiang said, "Also, don't expect me to help you, if you can't repay a certain amount of money every month, I'll put you on the list of old men." ā€

"Damn!" Ximen Qing directly gave him a middle finger, "I can see it, Jiang Tietou, Jiang Tietou, you don't care about the hundreds of billions, you just want to force me to find out the Tsing Yi Sect scattered all over the society!" ā€

Jiang Jianhong did not deny it: "You know better than me who the Tsing Yi Sect is, I don't mean to target them, but at least there must be corresponding monitoring, otherwise it will always be a hidden danger to the society." ā€

"You can pull it down, isn't it just 10 billion, I'll make it! Let you see my Simon Love's ability! Ximen Qing crossed his waist and said to Jiang Jianhong with a posture of "I'm old".

"Whatever you want." Jiang Jianhong immediately turned into flowing water and disappeared.

He didn't plan to forcibly persecute an eight-murderer, but this time it was a coincidence, and he wanted to take Ximen a look. Since Simon is so hard-hearted, he will not make any further moves.

After he left, Ximen Qing looked at Song Yunwu with a bitter face: "Chartered wife, what should I do?" Why don't you go back and inherit your father's legacy, and then take care of me. ā€

"Get out! My dad is still alive and well! Song Yunwu glanced at her, "So far, you better draw comics well, if you can't do it, go out to be a star, I remember that last year there was a star who leaked 800 million yuan just for tax evasion, and her appearance is less than one percent of yours." ā€

"Wow, you're forcing a prostitute," Ximen Qing resolutely didn't want to be a female star, that circle was too dirty, "Alas, it seems that just one copy of "Giant" is really not enough, I have to open another one." ā€

"Sister Simon, do you want to draw a new comic?" Qin Yuyao immediately asked, "What is the theme?" ā€

"I think about it, if I want to make money......"