Explosive! Xuanmen boss is rectifying the entertainment industry

Niu Dayong: “…”

Boss Zhu: "..."

The mental state of contemporary college students is so crazy that they don’t care about anyone’s life or death!

Shi Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Hao Ni: "Are you a warlock too?"

Hao Ni felt guilty for a moment: "Hey, I'm not... but I can learn! One must be ambitious and bold to try!"

The girl's slightly chubby face was full of fearlessness.

Niu Dayong: "Haha, kids are ignorant and behave like adults every day..."

Shi Yi didn't look at him and continued to look at Hao Ni: "You said it very well. Do you know enough about the market?"

"!"

Niu Dayong's sense of crisis instantly exploded. Didn't he just say that I have only advantages? Why did he change his target again?

Honey told the truth: "I definitely don't know as much as the boss, but it's his fault that he is so timid!"

She tilted her head deliberately and spoke loudly.

Niu Dayong choked up and said, "Who is timid? I am just worried about disappointing Master Shi!"

"Anyway, you just don't dare. You'll regret it when we are killed by evil weapons in the future." Hao Ni snorted, looking down on him.

Shi Yi pursed his lips slightly, a smile appearing in his eyes.

A very smart girl, she is encouraging Niu Dayong.

Niu Dayong was indeed provoked. He said, "Nonsense! How could you be harmed if the government set up a department?"

"None of them understands the current situation of the magic tool market. Magic tools are a highly profitable industry. Do you think they will give up their profits and cooperate with the authorities?" Hao Ni's class was not in vain. At the beginning, she was very reluctant to get involved in this industry, but after metaphysics became popular, she became more and more interested in it.

Niu Dayong was speechless after being rebuked by Hao Ni.

This may also be the reason why Shi Yi did not ask the warlock from the sect to report to the official. As a community of interests, they will not allow official intervention.

This is even more difficult than setting up the metaphysics department in the first place!

His status as a casual cultivator is actually a preference.

Thinking of this, Niu Dayong suddenly straightened his chest, a strong sense of mission surged in his heart, and he shouted with great righteousness: "As long as the country and the people need it, I will go forward without hesitation!"

Shi Yi's eyelids twitched: "Well said!"

She clapped her hands, then stood up and patted Niu Dayong on the shoulder: "You said it very well! I'll have someone contact you!"

She left a word and strode outside.

Niu Dayong stood there with tears in his eyes: "Sometimes with the master's encouragement, I will definitely work hard! Woo woo woo!"

Hao Ni: "...Why do I feel like she ran away because of your exaggeration?"

Boss Zhu: "Great minds think alike!"

He raised his hand and clapped hands with Honey.

Niu Dayong squatted down and said with tears in his eyes: "You know nothing! No one has ever affirmed me like this in my life, wuwuwuwu"

"Don't worry about him, he will be fine in a moment. Let me pour you a cup of tea?" Honey said and turned around.

Boss Zhu squatted beside Niu Dayong and tilted his head to pick his eyes: "Brother Niu, are you really crying? This is a good thing. If I were you, I would be so happy.

Niu Dayong: "I am just so happy woooooooo"

Boss Zhu took out his cell phone and took a photo.

Niu Dayong: "What are you doing?"

Boss Zhu: "Record your happiness."

"Fuck you, delete it!"

Niu Dayong stopped crying and grabbed the phone to delete the photos.

The shop is still so shabby, but under the beautiful sunset, it seems to be injected with new hope and vitality.

……

Time goes back to noon.

There were several luxury cars parked outside the Pei family villa.

Since all the villa areas have been bought by rich people, not many people find it strange.

Bodyguards in suits were lined up outside the door.

In the Pei family's living room.

He Fanqiu and He Yongtao sat on the sofa, looking around calmly.

He Yongtao pretended to be ignorant and asked, "Why did Uncle Pei move to such a small place?"

"As long as it's a place to live, what does it matter how big it is? I think the environment here is pretty good!"

He Fanqu looked serious and gave him a cold look, telling him to shut up if he didn't want to speak.

He Yongtao laughed dryly, "Haha, Uncle Pei, look at my dad. He took it too far just because I said it casually."

Grandpa Pei's grip on the handrail tightened slightly, his expression unchanged, and he said calmly: "I'm old now, there are not many people at home, and it's inevitable that I feel lonely living in a big house."

He Yongtao looked at his father uneasily, but he still felt guilty.

He Fanqiu pursed his lips, lowered his voice, and said in the caring tone of an old friend: "Zhaozhi, you have suffered a lot these years! It is God's blessing that you wake up now!"

Grandpa Pei was so angry that his teeth itched in his heart, but his face remained calm: "Oh, I'm old, Brother Fanzhou is still the same, his appearance has not changed much... He just looks a little haggard, what happened?"

Originally, He Fanyue was thriving in his career, and his body and spirit were much stronger than Grandpa Pei who had been in a coma for several years. But since the death of the master of Budd Temple, he had nightmares every night and couldn't sleep well. He seemed to have aged ten years.

On the other hand, Grandpa Pei’s life has become more hopeful because his grandson who has returned from the dead is around him. He actively does rehabilitation training every day, his body has recovered well, and his mental state is quite good.

So when He Fanqi heard his words and looked at his energetic appearance, he felt a lump in his throat and said, "Haha, these are just some trivial matters."

He glanced around and asked casually, "Why don't you see Xiaojiu? What have you been busy with recently?"

Grandpa Pei didn't have time to say anything.

Pei Qingyan's cool voice suddenly came from upstairs: "Xiaojiu doesn't have it, but Xiaoba can?"

“There are zombies too!”

Xiao Fugui hugged Pei Qingyan's waist and jumped down from the second floor under the eyes of several people.

Just fell in the living room.

The young man pursed his lips tightly, his eyes gleaming with coldness, and his voice sounded like a demon from hell: "Grandpa He, long time no see."

He Fanqi's pupils dilated, he gripped the sofa tightly, and stared at Pei Qingyan's face.

how come? ?

The young man looked at He Yongtao with a faint gaze and raised the corners of his lips: "Uncle He, I am Xiao Ba, you held me in your arms when I was a child."

He Yongtao took a breath and said, "Ghost...Ghost——"

He fell directly off the sofa and rolled and crawled into the gap next to him.

Xiao Fugui stretched out his hands, bared his little fangs, and jumped towards He Yongtao.

"Hiss... the little zombie is biting!"

He opened and closed his mouth, and his teeth made a clicking sound.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

He Yongtao rolled his eyes, leaned against the sofa with his neck tilted, and fainted.

Grandpa Pei: "..."

To be honest, it's quite satisfying. It would be best if this bastard was scared to death!

The little zombie tilted its head, looked at the area in question, and chattered its teeth: "Crack, crack, crack! Hiss~ The little zombie is biting!"

He stretched out his hands and jumped a little.

He Fanqu pinched his fingers into his palms, forcing himself to calm down. His eyes turned red, and he looked at Grandpa Pei fiercely: "Zhao Zhi, what do you mean? Xiao Ba is not dead, why didn't you tell me?

He stood up suddenly, and growled in agitation, "I was promoted by the old man. Without the old man, I wouldn't be where I am today! You have concealed everything from me. Where do you put me? How can I face the old man in a hundred years!"

What a good blow.

Even Grandpa Pei was a little impressed by him.

If Xiaojiu hadn't given him advance warning, he would have been deceived by his false appearance of being affectionate and righteous!

But this shows that he has made great progress over the years and his age has not been in vain. At least he is much better than his son who was frightened unconscious.

Grandpa Pei raised his hand slightly and said helplessly: "It's all a misunderstanding! The children are just playing around!"

When He Fanqu heard that Grandpa Pei did not deny that Xiao Ba was alive, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the sofa.

The little zombie glanced at Pei Qingyan and blinked.

What should I do now?

Pei Qingyan pouted in a hint.

The little zombie's mouth started making "clicking sounds" again, and it stretched out its little hands and arched forward.

Grandpa Pei almost laughed out loud when he saw his little action, but he held it back and coughed lightly: "Xiao Ba, take Uncle He to the guest room to rest for a while. Grandpa He and I haven't seen each other for a long time, and we still have things to discuss."