"Huh? Do seniors have no financial reserves to start their own businesses? Song Qingqing didn't know that Ma Li had spent all his savings in order to rent a house.

Ma Li held his forehead and said helplessly: "It's not that I started my own business, I was forced to go to Liangshan." But don't worry, I won't be in arrears of wages. ”

As soon as Song Qingqing heard this, she became anxious. She shook her hands and said, "Senior, I didn't mean that. Even if you don't pay me, I'm willing to work for you. ”

"I know that Qingqing is the most reasonable." Ma Lisa patted her on the head, "The key now is to publicize it more so that others know about the existence of the firm." Only in this way can the firm bring business ...... Song Qingqing? ”

Song Qingqing closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Ma Li's palm covering her head. Being patted by her senior, she felt like her soul was going to melt.

It wasn't until Ma Kasa called her three times that she came to her senses.

"I'm going to change the slogan." With a red face, she walked around the horse, sat down in front of the computer, and began to revise the ad copy.

Ma Li, on the other hand, sat on the sofa and pondered the secrets of the Compass in Purgatory. As long as you solve the secrets of the compass by yourself, you will definitely be able to obtain a large number of knowledge points.

Then upgrade your mind and you will be able to become stronger. Becoming stronger is the only thing he cares about now.

As for making money, he is not worried. As long as their word of mouth spreads, there will be an endless stream of clients.

Ma Li glanced at Song Qingqing, revealing a worried look. You have to get stronger, or this little glutton will die.

Although judging from the news that Ko Ni got, Xu Jiao is still in Boulder City, Song Qingqing is not in danger for the time being. But once he returns......

Ma Li didn't know Xu Jiao's ability, but he knew that he was definitely not an ordinary character.

Because he had tested Mai Wu by knocking on the side, as a ghost who was about to break through the powerful ghosts, he couldn't even see Song Qingqing's body. And that Xu Jiao just passed by Song Qingqing and judged her body. This proves that Xu Jiao's eyesight is higher than that of a powerful ghost.

It is more likely that it is because Xu Jiao is more powerful than Mai Wu.

Ma Li learned from the black scorpion that Xu Jiao was a monster, and he currently had no special means to deal with monsters. He didn't have a test subject, so he went to test whether the old lady's footwrap was trying on the youkai. The only thing that can be used is the May Fourth Soul Thrill Pistol, but this gun ...... Ma Li's Na Mai Wu experimented, because of the difference in rank, the effect of the True Qi Bullet was very small and the duration was very short.

Relying on a pistol alone, it is difficult to deal with Xu Jiao. Now he wants to analyze the secret of the compass as soon as possible, only in this way can he have the confidence to face Xu Jiao.

Ever since he got the Compass of Purgatory, he has been thinking about how to decipher it every day, but with little success, and today is no exception.

"Grunt", he didn't stop thinking until he heard the scream of Song Qingqing's belly.

Again, I don't have a clue. He wanted to apply his explanation of the Evil Destroying Compass to the Purgatory Fruit Bowl, but the system didn't buy it.

"I'm going to buy breakfast." Mahata doesn't stick in one place when faced with an unsolvable problem, he likes to go around and get inspired.

"But money ......" Before Song Qingqing's reminder was finished, Ji Ailan, who looked haggard, walked in with a bag of buns.

"Boss Mai said that the barbecue restaurant will be in your canteen in the future, and he will provide three meals a day." Ji Ailan has been suffering recently because she can't contact the goddess, and she is listless in what she does. He put the bun on the table and left with his head down.

"I didn't expect this Maiwen to be so credit-worthy." Ma Li picked up two buns and walked outside.

Song Qingqing stood up, looked at the buns, and said to Ma Li, "Senior, do you want to eat a few?" With that, she swallowed.

There are too few buns! After a while, the senior is gone, and I'll go get a few more. Hum! Anyway, that Maiwen promised to let us eat for free.

"No, I don't. You eat it yourself. Ma Li bit the bun and left the office.

……

Ma Li walked to boil a mustard square, and the square was very quiet at this time, there was no square dance aunt, and there was no spinning top uncle. In the shade of the trees at the edge of the square, there are many empty benches, which is a good place to think.

Mahata sat on a chair and held the compass above his head, trying to find out the secret of the compass.

A few days ago, he sent this compass to the chemistry department of the University of Salt for a friend to check. Unexpectedly, the material of this compass is just ordinary brass and does not contain any other substances.

This is so counterintuitive. Let's not talk about the problem of 100% brass content, the hardness problem alone is beyond Mahata's understanding.

You must know that Ge Xuanye stabbed the compass with a dagger, but the compass did not leave any traces, which was completely inconsistent with the soft texture of brass.

The system is wondering the secret of the hard compass? Or is it some other secret? If you can find the maker of this compass, you may be able to fully understand all the secrets of the compass.

But Ge Mazi was swallowed by Mai Wu, and Mai Wu didn't know the origin of this compass.

Why don't you go and find the maker yourself?

Just when Ma Li's face was sad, an old security guard with a flashlight on his belt and an old enamel cup in his hand sat next to Ma Li.

"You know what? If a person is always entangled in troublesome things, he will become more and more miserable. Learn to look down on it in order to be happy. After the old security guard finished speaking, he took a sip of steaming tea.

This is a self-cooked uncle who came out of nowhere, or a master who brings his own chicken soup!

Ma Li smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I have chicken soup allergy syndrome, so I don't drink this bowl of chicken soup of yours." ”

The old security guard was like a monk, and he didn't care about Ma Li's disrespect at all.

"Look at my tea, it's boiling water." With that, he put his fingers in the cup. Then, with a pained expression, he took his hand out.

"You see my hands are burned." He showed Mahata the blistered finger and sipped his tea with a smile on his face.

Hey, hey! Uncle, are you Alzheimer's! It's very unhygienic for you to play like this.

Of course, Ma Li didn't say this, he respected the old and loved the young, and followed the old security guard's words: "What do you always want to say?" ”

The old security guard put the enamel cup aside and said earnestly: "Troubles are like boiling water, if you get yourself into troubles, just like me put my hands in boiling water, you are asking for hardship." ”

"Do you know what to do now?" The old security guard narrowed his eyes and looked north.

Ma Kasa nodded and said, "I know how to do it." You wait here for a while, and then help me analyze it. ”

"Okay." The old security guard nodded with an appreciative expression, and then the two of them opened the bench.

Not long after, Ma Li, with a bottle of mineral water, said to the old security guard, "You always see how I solve the problem." ”

He took the enamel cup, dropped all the boiling water, and poured it into the mineral water.

"If you try again, your hands won't be hot now. That's how I deal with my worries. Although Ma Li felt that the old security guard was extraordinary, he did not accept the old security guard's point of view.

"You ......" the old security guard pointed to the horse, and left the bench with a teacup with a serious face.