I took a deep breath and told all the conversations I had with Song San last night.

Wang Ju smiled contemptuously: "Do you think you know?"

"You knew it before?"

"Nonsense!"

Wang's huge body burst out with great energy, slapping the table and shouting.

"I don't even know this shit, I'm still going to be a bullshit president?"

Originally, I thought about discussing it with him and thinking of other ways together.

But if he says that, then I'm not happy.

"? You call a bunch of people who can't be reincarnated?"

"Also, I ask you."

The upsurge of emotions also made me raise my voice uncontrollably.

"You know about pouring on them?"

"Yes."

"*** don't have any remorse?"

Wang Ju's eyes widened, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who are you talking to?"

"Who gave you the capital to slap the table with me and stare at me?"

Wang Ju stood directly on the table, maintaining an angle that was almost eye level with me.

"I'm telling you, don't tell me about those seven-seven-eight-eight! I'm a businessman, and a businessman only talks about profit!"

"Merchant? It doesn't matter who you are, you're a human being first and foremost! If you are a human being, you must have a conscience!"

The corners of Wang Ju's mouth showed a hideous: "Interests are the conscience of businessmen, understand?"

His hand kept poking at my shoulder, "Don't forget, you're a Taoist!"

"You're a fucking Taoist priest, don't you kill ghosts, and act as a protective umbrella for them?"

"Yes, that's right, I'm a Taoist."

"The Taoist priest is a tool for you to help justice, not for you to kill innocents indiscriminately!"

Wang Ju pouted, pointing at me with his finger, his face full of hatred that iron does not become steel.

"Do you really think you have some ability, and you dare to make a big deal about me?"

Looking at him like this, I knew that there was no point in stumbling down.

Even if I don't think about myself, I have to think about the souls in the western-style building.

"No offense, President Wang."

"Can we find another solution to this?"

Wang Ju's eyes widened, and he asked angrily, "What's the way?"

"Can you do it, be a Luo Tian Dajiao."

"You also know that the ghosts in there are all angry, this ......."

Wang Juyi waved his hand and interrupted me: "Luo Tian Dajiao? If you put together the entire Taoist temple in Monan, you won't be able to open it!"

He was right.

Luo Tian Dajiao is the highest standard of Taoism, there are hundreds of high-level masters, and the required gods are countless.

"There are many brothers in the Ivy Spring Society, let's think of a way together."

"Okay."

Wang Jupi stared at me with a smile: "You pay the fee."

"As long as you can throw money at it, I'll find a way right away."

I've been suppressing the anger in my heart and trying to calm myself as much as possible.

"Can we talk about anything other than money?"

Wang Ju hugged his shoulders: "Isn't what I'm talking to you now about conscience?"

"It depends on how much your conscience is worth!"

"*** I know I don't have any money!"

"Then don't talk about your conscience!"

I swear, at this moment, I definitely had the heart to kill him.

But, I know, I can't tear my face with him right now.

First, I need money to pay off my debts, counting on the salary of the funeral home, and I can't afford to pay back the 500,000 in my life.

Again, Ji Canghai and Chen Jiayan are also trapped by money.

If I tear my face with Wang Ju today, their jobs will be smashed.

If I just stand on my own point of view and insist on justice, it is not necessarily justice.

The smile on Wang Ju's face became more and more obvious, and his words began to be aggressive.

"I said, as long as you pay for it, this thing will be done as you say."

"Okay!"

I nodded heavily: "I dare to make an IOU, do you dare to borrow it?"

Wang Ju forced me to a dead end step by step, so I'm welcome!