Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

"Give me a price, how much money is in ghost money?"

Qilin held his head high, and even though he was punched twice, his aura did not weaken at all.

Otherwise, why would it be considered one of the four evil spirits?

This character alone is worthy of this title.

Lin Fan's heart moved. Now that the price has been negotiated, it's time for him to take action.

But he was unsure about Qilin's temperament, so Lin Fan couldn't speak for himself and could only discuss it with Guiying in his heart.

“Two million a year!”

It is not difficult to earn this amount by destroying a city.

But Qilin is so lazy that he basically never leaves his territory. He probably doesn't have many ways to make money. Even if there are, he can let his younger brothers come out to work and he just has to lie down and collect the money.

I won't refuse no matter what.

"That's not right! He's my little brother, how can he be so little!"

The ghost shadow has seen a lot of underworld money in Lin Fan's body, often tens of millions or even hundreds of millions. However, his own little brother is only worth two million. If this gets out, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of the Shadow Demon?

"..."

Lin Fan didn't expect that the first person he wanted to negotiate a price with would be Guiying.

And this time it's not a joke, it's very serious.

In its view, this is a matter of dignity, and dignity is as important as life.

"Then how much do you plan to give?"

After all, the ghost shadow has followed him for so long, so he really can't always reject its requests.

Be content with what you can do.

Guiying clicked his tongue twice, and instead of whispering to him in his heart, he spoke to Qilin:

"Give me a price? Then as the eldest brother, I will torture you today. Should I give you a specific number every year, or a more vague number?"

"Specific, vague?"

Wrinkles appeared on Qilin's forehead, showing its puzzled look.

"What is the difference between these two?"

"It's a big difference. They plan to give you specific numbers, but as the boss, they have to wake you up."

Guiying pointed in the direction of Youcai Mingpiao and said:

"There's a smart one out there. It's a shareholder. It has some fuzzy numbers in its hands, and its annual income is very high!"

It wants to talk about index and shares.

But these words are too far away from it. Even if they are in Lin Fan's body and it can come into contact with them occasionally, it is still a little difficult for it to remember and say them.

"Oh? You mean to tie my ghost money to this group of people?"

Qilin understood the general meaning. The better humans lived, the more ghost money it could get.

On the contrary, if humans live in poverty, it will also be affected and the gains will be very small.

"It's ridiculous to tie my income to humans. They are extremely fragile. I - refuse."

Even though it had no ill will towards Lin Fan and the others, deep down, it still looked down on humans.

It's not just this, most of the weirdness is like this.

There are still many weird creatures working in Jianghai City, serving humans, but in their hearts, they still do not accept humans and still think that humans are just lowly beings.

It’s the same reason why many poor places still look down on outsiders.

Even if they are richer and more talented.

"Oh, you can't even protect human beings, so I'll give you two million and you stay here."

"What do you mean."

Qilin narrowed his eyes. Two million was already beyond his expectations. After all, he had never thought about how much humans could earn.

But the ghost's tone seemed to be trying to get rid of it, which made it hard to accept.

"What do you think?"

hiss--

Treat others the way they have treated you.

Lin Fan suspected that Guiying had secretly read some books behind his back.

Qilin's eyes condensed, the dark clouds dissipated, and he said in a cold voice:

"Okay! Then I want a vague number. I want to see who can break in under my hands!"

"Scumbag, give it a number!"

"One percent!"

Lin Fan spoke without even thinking.

"1? That's so little."

Qilin's expression changed slightly.

It still understands the meaning of percentages. For example, one thousand ghost money, one percent, is only ten.

So few, what about the remaining ninety-nine?

Lin Fan gave Master Xue a look, and it was up to him to carry out the task.

It’s not that Lin Fan couldn’t explain, but since Master Xue would be responsible for these matters later, he naturally had to come out and make himself known.

His mind was still on the scene just now, when the ghost shadow restored the angry Qilin to a calm state.

Even if I gave him this method, he wouldn't dare to learn it.

What if you really anger the other party and die without knowing it?

"Okay, go ahead and chat. This is someone from Jianghai City, so you should decide for yourself."

Guiying didn't know exactly how much one percent was. After all, it involved a question of IQ and he couldn't count on it.

The reason for choosing to exit at this time is also to prevent the company from not understanding the subsequent issues.

The current situation is enough for it to return to Lin Fan's body and chat with the dragon and the weird young master.

"Boss, just leave this to me. Don't worry. If something goes wrong here, I don't deserve to be in this position."

Master Xue saw that Lin Fan did not leave. After the ghost shadow went back into his body, he still stood there, giving him a sense of security and making him feel warm in his heart.

But Master Xue is no longer the simple young man who would be frightened and helpless by the approaching death.

He begged Lin Fan to leave, which was a recognition of his ability and a trust in him as a person.

Lin Fan never doubted Master Xue.

In today's world, it is far better to shine in Jianghai City than to be greedy for money and then go out to work on your own.

He is a smart man and would never make such an irrational choice.

Lin Fan waved his hand, signaling Yi Qiqi and the old man to follow, and walked away slowly.

Master Xue felt even warmer in his heart. Based on this trust, he could follow her wholeheartedly.

"Next, let me tell you where the remaining ninety-nine went."

Qilin fell from mid-air, his tone still extremely cold.

"You'd better explain it to me clearly, otherwise."

Having said this, it did not go on.

The main thing is that it doesn't know how to proceed, because it did promise just now that it would not hurt the humans here and would protect them at the same time.

But just this aura was enough to make Master Xue feel breathless.

When he had been chatting with the Drunken Master before, he was intentionally suppressing his aura. Otherwise, he would have probably been in trouble after being in this kind of aura for so long.

Especially for the Qilin, its tricks are closely related to its aura.

"This ninety-nine is the price you paid to hire everyone to work for you."

"Hmm? What I gave out was more than what I earned?"

"Yes, because the projects you will be taking over in this area will be worth tens of millions, and the annual income will be at least tens of billions!"

"10 billion, doesn't that mean I want to give out 9.9 billion?"

Qilin was shocked. In his entire life, he had never heard of the word "billion".

Not to mention its effect on ghost money.

What does one hundred million mean?

That’s a concept of one hundred million!

But compared to what it earns, what it pays out matters more to it.

If you don’t pay… that’s tens of billions.

Equivalent to one hundred million.

"Sure, if you want to take them all, no problem."

Master Xue recovered from the threat and recalled the previous actions of the ghost shadow. He said:

"But this project requires too many people to help. If you want to make a net profit of 10 billion... you have to work for tens of millions of people."

"So, are you willing to work for us, or are you willing to spend 99 percent and let us work for you?"