Chapter 811: I'm One Hundred and Fifty-Two Years Old
Mu Chengsen looked at his phone with disgust, "What the hell?" ”
I hung up the phone and dialed again, and it was still the weird and gloomy female voice.
"Hello, this is the prefectural government information desk, please press 1 for prefectural household registration inquiry, press 2 to sign up for reincarnation, press 3 for ghost complaints, and press the * key for ghost worker service......"
And such a strange mobile phone ringtone?
The ghost sent the gods, Mu Chengsen pressed 1.
First, there was a series of strange ringtones, and then, a somewhat stiff female voice came from the phone, "Hello, please ask your name and time of death." ”
Depend on!
Mu Chengsen frowned, "I'm not dead, I'm alive, I'm alive!" ”
"This gentleman, you are really joking, how can you know our service number if you are not dead, sir, then you can provide your name."
What kind of person is this, he can still call here when he's dead?
"Mu Chengsen, known as the irascible little prince, have you heard of it?"
Mu Chengsen said in particular.
"Okay sir, wait a minute, we'll help you find out here."
After a few minutes, the voice sounded again, "I'm sorry sir, you don't have a hukou in our prefecture, are you a black household?" In this way, you go to the administrative hall to find No. 444 Ghost Worker, and I will be responsible for helping you register and enter the household, okay? ”
What's that?
"You guys are the same as the real thing, well, the service is professional enough, I like it, what, I'm looking for Fan to help."
"Oh, I'm sorry that Black Impermanence went on a mission, and I'm not here for the time being."
It's also black and impermanent......
This brother is so funny.
Mu Chengsen was interested, and sat on the coffee table with his mobile phone in one hand, "Beauty, how old are you?" ”
"Sir, I'm one hundred and fifty-two years old."
"Beauty, is your company specialized in imitating the underworld? It's very interesting, so let's do it, you tell me your company address, Uncle Ben has nothing else but money and a lot of connections, help you publicize and publicize, and it will definitely be popular all over the world in the future. ”
"Sir, we don't need publicity to be popular all over the world, sir, we will know our address when you die."
"Go and go, you're dead, your whole family is dead, just tell me how to find the door of your company."
"The gate of our company can be seen everywhere, mainly depending on fate, so sir, you light four sticks of incense at the intersection at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and if you are lucky, you can meet other companions entering the ghost gate, so let them bring you sir."
"Hey, I'll go, if I hadn't just bowed to Fan Wusu Xie Bi'an, I would have believed it was true."
Mu Chengsen waved his hand, "Okay, okay, I won't talk to you, you can help me tell him twice, saying that Mu Chengsen and Uncle Mu are waiting for them to drink!" ‘
After speaking, without waiting for the customer service to answer, he hung up the phone awkwardly.
Mu Chengsen rubbed his neck, hey, I really drank high last night, but why did he feel energetic and there was an evil aura in his body waiting for him to vent?
When Wen Yiren was about to go abroad to meet a group of people in the program team, he coincidentally met Mu Chengsen at the airport.
Young Master Mu was wearing a black sportswear, a baseball cap, and big sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Mu Chengsen, wearing sunglasses at night, are you insane?"
Wen Yiren couldn't help but complain.
Mu Chengsen pushed his sunglasses, "Hey, isn't this Wen Yiren, who are you going to fool around with so late?" ”
Wen Yiren rolled her eyes, "Is it okay to fool around?" ”
Mu Chengsen pouted.