Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

Yao Ziyan **** her hair briefly and frowned slightly.

She felt a little strange.

How to put it, it's like someone is calling her name.

Yao Ziyan has often felt this way recently.

Fortunately, it has no substantial impact on daily life.

It should be an illusion.

Yao Ziyan thought this way.

She looked into the mirror in front of her, and her figure was reflected in the mirror.

His face was clear and beautiful, his cheeks were stained with a few drops of crystal water, and his purple eyes were as clear and luminous as a handful of spring creeks.

Her long hair simply falls behind her, her figure is slender, and she wears a simple white dress that looks gentle and pleasant.

Xu Shi didn't feel right, she loosened the hair that had just been tied up, and the long dark purple hair poured down like running water.

it's beautiful.

Yao Ziyan nodded in satisfaction, and then walked out briskly.

On the corridor.

Yao Ziyan looked at the room in Luochuan's room, and then at his own room.

Well, I just came back today, the boss must be very tired.

Don't bother him.

Yao Ziyan tried his best not to make any noise, opened the door of his room, and walked in.

The soft light then lit up, lighting up the room.

Yao Ziyan fluttered on the bed, pulled the pillow on the side, rolled a few times on it, and then sat up.

She is in a good mood.

The rooms are equipped with the function of isolating sound, so there is no need to worry about this.

But she rarely uses it, and Luochuan does.

Yao Ziyan doesn't have much sleepiness now.

She came to the window, holding her chin to admire the rainy night outside, quite like a literary girl.

But the night is thick, and you can't see anything.

All the sceneries are like smudged ink paintings, blurry.

Yao Ziyan would be dumbfounded and took out the magic phone.

"Will you send me a video invitation after all this time, don't you sleep?" Qing Yuan's lazy voice came from the magic phone.

"Not sleepy." Yao Ziyan said with a smile.

"You're not sleepy, I'm sleepy." Qing Yuan yawned, "I was a holographic device that was late yesterday. I originally wanted to get a good night's sleep when I came back."

"You are the sage," Yao Ziyan reminded.

"What's the matter with the sage? The sage doesn't need to sleep anymore? The sage also has human rights, okay?" Qing Yuan yelled dissatisfiedly.

"Well, well, what you said is right." Yao Ziyan comforted softly.

"Let's talk about it, what can I do if you are looking for me so late?"

Qing Yuan didn't mean to get up at all. She still lay lazily on the bed, placing the pillow behind her back, and her loose neckline showed her white and greasy skin.

"Didn't you say it? I don't want to sleep."

"Don't want to sleep? Go to your boss."

"Qing Yuan, you have enough." Yao Ziyan couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Qing Yuan's laughter sounded, crisp and sweet.

"Have you laughed enough?" Yao Ziyan asked angrily.

"Enough is enough." Qing Yuan smiled and waved.

"Clothes." Yao Ziyan couldn't help but remind.

"Huh?" Qing Yuan looked down suspiciously, and her smile suddenly became brighter when she raised her head. "You haven't seen it before."

Yao Ziyan showed a helpless look.

Qing Yuan said this, still tightening the loose neckline a little bit.

"Talk to me in conversation."

"Well, say something?"

"do not know."

"..." Qing Yuan thought for a while, with a mysterious expression on her face, "Eh, Zi Yan, do you know what customers call you privately now?"

"Huh?" Yao Ziyan was a little curious.

"God of destiny."

"God of Destiny?"

"I heard that many people are eager for your blessing."

"Well... Why don't I know that I have the ability to bless others?" Yao Ziyan felt very funny.

Return the **** of fate...

What's this all about?

Are these customers as idle as the boss all day long?

Hmm... why does she subconsciously think of the boss...

"I didn't lie to you, it's really effective!" Qing Yuan said with a certainty, "You may not believe it, I have just become a member of the Destiny Cult."

Yao Ziyan rubbed his forehead: "The Destiny Cult...Can you tell me what's going on?"

Qing Yuan responded with a smile: "Okay, my lord god."

Yao Ziyan sighed with a headache: "Can you be more serious..."

The next day.

early morning.

This was the most comfortable night in Luochuan during this time.

Sure enough, the bed in the store is the most comfortable.

I had known that I had taken the bed with me when I went to Qichuan before. It was really a mistake.

Although Luo Chuan woke up, he did not open his eyes.

Did not even move.

He was sealed by the warm bed, and he couldn't break it with his own strength. He could only wait for the seal to weaken over time.

Thinking like this in his heart, his unconscious consciousness became groggy again.

"Boss, it's late..."

There was a faint soft whisper in the ear, as if coming from a very remote place, there was a dreamlike sense of nothingness.

So this should still be dreaming.

This continued for a few seconds, and the whole world began to tremble, the sky suddenly tore, and a dazzling white light emerged from the crack.

"Let me sleep again..." Luo Chuan buried his head in the quilt and said in an almost muttering voice.

"Then it's closed this morning?" Yao Ziyan came into Luochuan's ears with a smile.

Luo Chuan suddenly realized that he had returned to Origin Mall.

He sighed deeply, and then sat up reluctantly.

Yao Ziyan turned a little red and looked away.

"Breakfast is ready, get up quickly."

After leaving these words, Yao Ziyan hurriedly left Luochuan's room.

Luo Chuan yawned, then sat quietly for a while, and his dizzy head became sober.

Take the clothes from the system space and put on them.

At the same time, the look of Yao Ziyan just now appeared in his mind.

Thinking about this, Luo Chuan came to the window.

It was still raining outside, the sky was gloomy, the windows were wet with rain, and the scenery outside was distorted.

The window was not opened.

The main reason is that Luochuan doesn't want to feel the cold weather in the morning of the winter moon.

He stretched.

The first day of business after returning to Origin Mall, the curtain officially kicked off.

Oh, right.

Luo Chuan suddenly thought of one thing. He also got a new product last night.

At that time, I didn't care when it was on the shelves.

Thinking of this, he opened the system page.

"Commodity: rice cakes. Current status: Available for purchase. 』

Luo Chuan touched his chin and nodded in satisfaction.

Well, it seems that the system has indeed upgraded itself.

In the past, he would deliberately report to him about the progress of the shelves, such as the time it takes to renovate the store.

These have now been omitted.

Rice cake...

Sure enough, I still want to complain!

But having said that, rice cakes are also divided into many types, fried, fried, roasted, steamed, pill-made, sweet, salty, spicy...

I don't know what kind of product is launched in the store.

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