"Boss, are you looking for me? Is there any contract I need to negotiate? ”

Ye Qiaoqiao pushed open the door of the office and looked at the chubby middle-aged man behind the boss's chair with a smile.

The chubby middle-aged man touched his bare head, his face full of sorrow.

"Qiaoqiao, although you have only been in our company for five days, but your business ability, I know, that is, our company may really not be able to accommodate such an excellent talent as you, you should find another job!"

The boss's face, the cloudy sky.

Five days ago, how happy he was to find an excellent employee like Ye Qiaoqiao, and how much he wanted to slap himself now.

After Ye Qiaoqiao came, he did talk about a lot of big contracts, but the final result of these contracts was either a problem with the other company's capital chain, or a problem with his own company's capital chain.

Even as long as the contract documents that have passed through her hand touch, there will be all kinds of problems in the end.

Ye Qiaoqiao hadn't reacted to the boss's purpose for finding her for a while, and her outstretched claws had already stopped at the latest contract negotiated on the desk.

"Don't!"

The boss hurriedly stopped it, but it was still a step too late, and he could only watch Ye Qiaoqiao pick up the contract, and the boss's face became extremely frightened in an instant.

Sure enough, the next second, the landline in his office rang.

The same sad voice of the collaborator came from the earpiece.

"I'm sorry, our company went bankrupt, so I'm afraid this contract can't be continued."

Before the boss could speak, the phone hung up.

Listening to the busy sound, Ye Qiaoqiao: "......"

Boss: "......"

The two stared at each other for a long time, and the boss sighed and pulled out an envelope from the drawer and placed it on the table.

"Qiaoqiao, in addition to your salary for these five days, I will give you another 3,000 yuan, you can go, or, I will show you the way, you go to the one diagonally opposite our company, how about it?"

Ye Qiaoqiao: The one diagonally opposite the "......" company is the boss's sworn enemy.

She was a little speechless.

Thinking that she is a dignified god of wealth in the heavenly realm, on the way back from the mission, she was suddenly hacked by the god of thunder, and woke up again, on the human world, a girl with the same name and surname as herself, and she has no divine power, and she can't contact the divine realm without divine power, so she can only live in the mortal world.

The human body is fragile, she always has to eat, and the original owner is poor, so Ye Qiaoqiao has no choice but to find a job.

Originally, the God of Wealth was supposed to be prosperous, but I don't know why it became like this when I came to her.

Ye Qiaoqiao wanted to cry without tears, blinked his eyes twice, and finally picked up three thousand yuan in the sight of the boss begging for mercy.

"I know boss." Ye Qiaoqiao hung his head.

"Thank you, thank you!" The boss was almost grateful and held a farewell party.

After all, if Ye Qiaoqiao stays any longer, his company will go bankrupt.

After Ye Qiaoqiao packed up her things, she just put the money in the bag and walked out of the company with it.

The world is vast, she looked at the balance of only three nine cents and two on the original card, and she wanted to die.

has been the God of Wealth for a thousand years, but now he has been reduced to worrying about money, and Ye Qiaoqiao is also the first person in the past.

There was no way, she decided to go back to the small rental house where the original owner lived first, and then think of a way.

After all, these 3,000 yuan should be able to support yourself for a while.

Passing by a small alley, Ye Qiaoqiao wanted to take out his mobile phone to check the route, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he found that the three thousand yuan was missing!

"Damn! Such a disaster? ”

Ye Qiaoqiao scolded secretly, turned around and wanted to find out where the money had gone.

When she turned around, she didn't see the money, but she keenly noticed that not far from her, there was a black gas around.

In the center of the black gas, there was a young boy who was shrinking his head and looking in her direction.

Each god in the upper realm has its own color.

Ye Qiaoqiao was the god of wealth before, and his whole body was shining, and this black one represented the poor god.

She wrung her eyebrows.

This original owner has always been accompanied by a poor god, and it is strange to have money!

It seems that the 3,000 yuan he just made should be the ghost of this poor god.

"Hey, kid over there, come here." Ye Qiaoqiao hooked his finger at him and said angrily.

The little boy shrank in the black air, turned his head around and looked around, looking ignorant, and finally determined that Ye Qiaoqiao was calling himself.

"You, you're calling me?" The white and tender young man pointed to the tip of his nose and asked in surprise, "Can you see me?" ”

"Nonsense! Do you see that there are people around here besides you? Hurry up and slip over here! Ye Qiaoqiao was full of resentment.

Her 3,000 yuan must have been lost by this kid!

Otherwise, there is no hole in this bag, why is the good end of the 3,000 yuan gone?

The little boy looked surprised, and ran towards Ye Qiaoqiao in a hurry.

As gods, they cannot be seen by mortals, and the first time they are seen by mortals, his heart is still very excited.

trotted over, the little boy stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Ye Qiaoqiao, and when he saw that her gaze really followed his fingers, he was excited again.

"You can really see me!"

Ye Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes.

Which landlord's stupid son ran out and became a god?

"What's your name?" Ye Qiaoqiao asked while putting down the bag.

The little boy was obviously still out of the situation, and after happily circling around Ye Qiaoqiao twice, he said, "My name is Yuan Baibai, and I am three hundred years old this year!" ”

"Oh, that's right." Ye Qiaoqiao nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly a popping chestnut hit Yuan Baibai's head, "I never beat a god whose name I don't know." ”

Ye Qiaoqiao slammed Yuan Baibai hard, and then breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.

The little poor god who has only just come of age, and the business dares to do it on her head, she is really young!

But this little injury is nothing to God.

Looking at the few bruises on Yuan Bai's white and tender little face, Ye Qiaoqiao said with satisfaction, "Little poor god, why do you want to follow your aunt?" ”

Yuan Baibai was beaten up inexplicably, and he couldn't resist, so he had to rub his little face aggrievedly, and said, "There is a God of Wealth in the upper realm with the same name and surname as you, who has made your fortune very good, I received a task to correct your fortune, so I followed, and after completing this task, I will be able to turn positive." ”

After speaking, Yuan Baibai muttered in a small voice: "If it weren't for her, I would have turned positive a long time ago." ”

After listening to his words, Ye Qiaoqiao showed a very kind smile at him.

Seeing this, Yuan Baibai felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to run, but was dragged back by Ye Qiaoqiao with the back collar, and then beaten again.

"Why are you hitting me again!" Yuan cried in vain.

"Hehe, little rabbit cub, because my aunt and grandmother I are the Ye Qiaoqiao with the same name and surname in your mouth!"