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Yan Moai was dumbfounded. Is there anyone else robbing this job?

Don't blame the mine owner for not being able to hold back, who wouldn't be tempted by this condition!

Why don't people now want to be part-time workers? It's not because the job is not good, but because your wages are not paid in place!

The monthly salary is 1000, I am your father!

With a monthly salary of 5,000, the boss has a hole in his head!

The monthly salary is 10,000. The boss said something wrong, but I don't speak.

With a monthly salary of 50,000, everything the boss says is right. If there is something wrong, it must be my problem!

With a monthly salary of 100,000, 996 is as natural as breathing!

With a monthly salary of 500,000, I don't need to get off work! The company is my home!

With a monthly salary of 1 million, the company is the meaning of my life!

In a word, the wages are in place, and the factory is a waste!

As far as Chen Mokai's condition is concerned, it is no problem for him to recognize his adoptive father on the spot!

Hearing what the mine boss said from the bottom of his heart, Chen Mo couldn't help but cast an admiring look at him.

"Young man, you are very conscious."

Yan Moai was also a little panicked at this time. The concept of someone competing and no one competing was still different, but after thinking about her responsibilities, the restlessness in her heart calmed down again.

Hellgirl is not only her job, but also her sin!

Hearing Chen Mo's praise, the mine owner said with a simple and honest face: "Master, you are too exaggerated, the main reason is that you have a high personality! If you hadn't taken the lead, how could I have such an ideological awareness!"

"Okay, don't tell the truth here. I already know what you think, Mr. Bai, but unfortunately, you are not suitable for this position."

"Why me…"

Chen Mo raised his hand to interrupt him, and then made a mirror out of thin air on the table.

"Mr. Bai, take a good look at your face now."

The mine owner looked down at the mirror and was stunned for a moment. At this time, his face was extremely pale, and there was a faint trace of black air on his forehead!

"What's going on here!" the mine owner exclaimed in shock.

"Only those whose souls are inclined to the dark can stay in this pawnshop for a long time. If ordinary people stay here for a long time, let alone the blessing of darkness, it will be a good thing not to lose their life! Mr. Bai, your soul does not belong to dark."

"Ah this..."

The mine owner was helpless. He didn't expect that the reason why he was rejected was because he was not bad enough!

But it is true that he does not need to squeeze employees as a coin miner. Although it is indeed not something that people should do to refurbish the mining card, it is still nothing compared to the various operations of those street lamp pendants!

These people really don't even care about their lives in order to make money!

It can only be said that the famous words in "Das Kapital" are really not wrong.

"Okay, Mr. Bai, although your soul does not belong to darkness, your ideological awareness is still very admirable. As a reward, I will reduce the price you need to pay. I don't want your soul or you. web browsing history.”

"Then what do you want?"

"I want all the study materials on your computer!"

The owner of the mine suddenly changed his face!

"No! You can't touch them! That's my lifeblood..."

Chen Mo waved his hand, and the mine owner disappeared into the pawnshop before he could finish his words.

In the mine, the mine owner only felt a blur of consciousness, and when he regained his senses, he was already sitting in front of the computer.

The currency market didn't crash, the graphics card didn't burn out, everything was business as usual, but the mine owner no longer paid attention to this at this time.

The mine owner turned off the coin market interface and directly opened my computer. When he saw that the installed mechanical hard drive had an extra 16T capacity, he immediately fainted!

Chapter 551 Come to the game

"Okay, since Mr. Bai has also left, let's continue to talk about the question just now. How are you thinking about Miss Yan Moai's proposal for me? Are you planning to jump ship to me?"

Yan Moai shook his head.

Seeing Yan Moai's rejection again, Chen Mo was not anxious and continued to smile: "Can you tell the reason? I think the conditions I offered are very generous."

"Since you can find my work record so far, then you should also know why you became a **** girl."

Chen Mo nodded.

When the ancient feudal superstition of neon had not been broken, the people in the village offered a girl as a sacrifice to the mountain **** every seven years in order to pray to the mountain god, and Yan Moai happened to be the sacrifice in that year.

However, due to the compassion of her cousin Xentaro, Yan Moai did not die in the mountains but secretly survived, but there is no impermeable wall in the world, and the fact that Yan Moai did not die was finally known to the people in the village. In order to quell the anger of the so-called mountain god, the people in the village forced Cousin Yan Moai to bury her alive!

Human sacrifice, this kind of bad habit was very common in the era of feudal superstition. In the elementary school textbook, there was an article "Ximen Leopard" that specifically told the story of breaking feudal superstition.

However, "Ximen Leopard" is a primary school text after all, and there is no beauty in the dark anime story of "Hell Girl".

After being buried alive, due to the hatred and curse in his heart, Yan Moai was resurrected from the cemetery and burned down the village.

These villagers who were burned to death naturally entered hell, but because of the worldview of "Hell Girl" that kills others and ends up harming herself, Yan Moai also bears the guilt.

In order to pay for this sin, she must work as a **** girl until her sins are paid off, and she herself accepts this fate.

"This job is my sin and a debt that I must repay, so no matter how good the conditions you offer, I will not agree." Yan Moai said firmly.

Hearing the words of Yan Moai, they calmed down the anxiety in their hearts. They were all saved by Yan Moai. From the bottom of their hearts, they hoped that Yan Moai would be happy. For Yan Moai's willingness to take responsibility, they are Both happy and distressed.

"That's it." Chen Mo nodded: "As expected of an employee I liked, he really has a sense of responsibility. It seems that my **** can't dig you out."

"Yes, I won't come to work with you..."

"In that case, let's go through the commercial process."

Yan Moai was taken aback for a moment, a business program? What business procedure?

Just when Yan Moai was puzzled, Chen Mo took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Is it the old prison? It's me, old black! What did you think about the last time I discussed it with you? Ah? You are free now, that's great, I'll be in the pawnshop, you If you have time, come over directly, we will talk face to face, um... um... That's it, I'll hang up first."

After speaking, Chen Mo hung up the phone.

"I just notified your superior, and I will be able to transfer you to my name when it arrives later."

ha? my superior? Who is it? Is it a ghost mother-in-law? Does she have enough power to decide whether I stay or go?

Just when Yan Moai was still in a dazed state, a door opening sounded slowly behind her.

Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and a scarlet door with a picture of purgatory opened slowly in their eyes, and countless souls who had fallen into **** came from the door, and there was a painful cry from the door!

In this purgatory-like scene, a ghost-like being in a cape walked out of the gate.

The fearful sense of oppression caused the people present to stop breathing and heartbeat instantly, standing in place like a wooden man.

And Yan Moai felt the absolute coercion of a share of power! The moment she saw this existence, she knew that the other party could completely control her life and death!

Yan Moai took a few breaths like a drowning person, and said with a difficult face: "Who is this..."

"The Lord of Hell!" Chen Mo replied casually.

Yan Moai suddenly fell into sluggishness.

She was still thinking about who Chen Mo would call over to talk about her affairs, but now that the answer came out, they went directly to her immediate boss!

After the Lord of Hell came to the Soul Pawnshop, he ignored Yi Yilian and they went straight to Chen Mo.

"Old Hei, you are not being kind, Xiao Ai is the best girl in hell! Top ten employees! These years of diligence and diligence have added a lot of performance to hell, and now you want to take my hands from me with a single word. Wouldn't it be a bit too much to ask her over."

Chen Mo casts a look of contempt at the Lord of Hell.

"Co-author, you are trying to ask for a price!"

The Lord of Hell smiled.

"You can't say that, feelings belong to feelings, business belongs to business, and brothers and sisters have to settle accounts!"

"Oh, let's talk about your offer first."

The Lord of Hell smiled and stretched out ten fingers.

"This number!"

"..." Chen Mo.

You TM are really not polite at all!

Although Chen Mo can give this price casually, it does not mean that he is willing to be taken advantage of!

"Old prison, don't you think the price is too high?"

"You don't understand, Lao Hei, Xiao Ai is my favorite, you can't take people's love."

Yan Moai looked confused, does the Lord of Hell care about her so much? Why didn't she feel it at all when she was 007?

"Really, since you've said it all, I won't bargain anymore."

The Lord of Hell showed a smug smile in his heart, done!

Chen Mo took out a pair of poker and patted it on the table.

"Come to the poker game!"

The expression on the Lord of Hell's face instantly froze.

They couldn't figure out how Chen Mo would play cards at this time. The current situation, the Lord of Hell obviously occupied a favorable position, how could he agree to this game.

"Come on!"

? ? ?

They were stunned when they entered the Dao, and the Lord of Hell actually agreed to this game! What is he drawing! Isn't this pure loss!

The Lord of Hell ignored other people's moods. It sat in front of Chen Mo and took out the cloak, and then took out a kimono puppet and patted it on the table.

"This is Xiao Ai's contract in hell. As long as you can win this game, it will be yours!"

Yan Moai stared at the puppet on the table, she could feel it on the puppet; the connection in the soul, what the Lord of Hell said was true, this was really her contract with hell!

Her fate was pushed to the gambling table like this, and it was completely without her consent!

The atonement was promised at first! Are those words all lies!

Chapter 552 Stud is a kind of wisdom

Regardless of Yan Moai's thoughts, the game between Chen Mo and the Lord of Hell has already begun.

There are only two people on the table. Of course, they can't play Dou Landlord, but a relatively common poker game. Each side takes five cards. After confirming the hand, there is a chance to change the card. You can choose not to change or not. All five cards are exchanged.

After changing the cards, both sides can choose to raise or not to raise. When one side raises and the other side does not dare to call, the person who dares not call will lose. If both sides choose to raise, they can open the card. , whoever wins.

After the game started, neither side made useless moves, and the cards were automatically shuffled in the air.

This poker is made of special materials. Not only can the cards be shuffled and dealt automatically, but also the entire poker will be in a state of quantum superposition during shuffling, which cannot be disturbed by external forces, and the cards dealt cannot be seen through mental power. .

Of course, the so-called inability to be penetrated by mental power is only a relative term. If an existence like the Lord of Hell really wants to read cards, this material will naturally not be able to prevent its mental power, but if you want to It would be completely impossible to not be discovered and to see through other people's hands.

The Lord of Hell turned Yan Moai's contract into ten chips with a wave of his hand, and pushed two up as the bottom bet.

"It's time for you to bet, old black."

Hearing the urging of the Lord of Hell, Chen Mo was unambiguous, and took out ten bottles with pure white light!

After the bottle appeared, everyone's attention was immediately drawn to the past. This is a holy soul that is rarer than a pure soul!

Only those with the purest faith have such a soul! And it is hard to imagine how difficult it is to make such a person who devotes his life to his faith sell his soul and make a deal with the darkness!

As the saying goes, what is rare is more expensive!

Just like the outrageous graphics card prices during the mining boom, the market value of such a hard-to-obtain soul naturally goes without saying, the Lord of Hell asked for ten holy souls just like that! It really belongs to the lion's mouth!

Chen Mo snapped his fingers, turned the ten holy souls into chips, and pushed two of them to the table as the bottom bet.

At this point the poker also stopped shuffling, and five cards were dealt to each of them from the top.

The Lord of Hell looked at his hand and pushed a chip out.

"Change three."

After saying that, the Lord of Hell put three cards on the table, and then Poker filled it with three more cards. It looked down at the reconstituted hand and fell into silence.

If it were an ordinary person, he might be able to observe his psychological changes at this time through his facial expressions, but it would be completely useless to observe his expressions in the face of the Lord of Hell. After all, this guy has no face at all!