The boss only wants to make money and doesn't want to make trouble

Tadashi Fujiwara, who finally returned home, was still a little bit in a dream. After a week of disappearance, he finally returned home. Looking at the familiar courtyard, he couldn't help but sigh.

The winter sky was a little hazy, and the gloomy sky suppressed his mood, making him feel extra heavy.After being sent back by the ghost who had no sense of hunger at all, the bewildered Fujiwara Tadao, surrounded by the crying voices of his subordinates, finally had a feeling that I was finally back!

Are you still alive?

Just when he was about to take a rest, he suddenly received the news of a visitor. When he heard that the person who came was actually the most popular onmyoji in front of the Emperor's eyes, Asakura Ye Wang, he had to cheer up.

Such a guest is simply the existence of his dreams, but he doesn't know why he appears here.

Tadao Fujiwara came out of the room wearing a coat, and his eyes fell on the young man sitting in the reception room not far away. This is a very handsome man.

The other party's long black hair hangs down, the man's nose bridge is straight and straight, his eyebrows are elegant, and his pair of jet-black eyes are like a deep spring. When one looks at it, one can almost instantly inhale the ethereal and mysterious.

The young man in white hunting clothes noticed Fujiwara Tadashi's arrival, and gently put down the tea served by the servant in front of him.

The whole movement is like flowing clouds and flowing water, full of a kind of slow elegance.

The man raised his head, and the momentary gaze made Fujiwara Tada feel absurd, as if there was nothing to hide.

"Is it Fujiwara-dono?"

The man's voice was as cold as a clear spring, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and the young man with a gentle smile on his face like a foggy smile asked directly, "I heard that you seem to have been kidnapped by something a while ago, sorry Let me take the liberty."

He stared at Fujiwara Tadashi intently for a moment, "Is there such a thing?"

The young man named Ma Cang Yewang straight to the point, seems to have a completely different way of communicating with the nobles nowadays. Although his face is like a gentle nobleman, there is a bit of coldness between his brows.

The imposing manner was filled with a kind of complicated oppression, the obviously elegant young master Pian Pian turned into a compelling high-ranking person in an instant.

It's like the touch of white snow on the plum tree in winter, it is obviously dazzling and bright, but it has the chill of snow.

Fujiwara Tadashi couldn't help feeling a little anxious, if those adults knew that he was kidnapped by a ghost, what kind of impact would it have on him! ?

As if keenly aware of his mood, King Ma Cang Ye's eyes flashed, and he said soothingly, "Don't worry, ghosts don't have the ability to deceive people. It's a sign of good luck that you can come back."

Hearing what the other party said, Fujiwara Tadashi was relieved, and he explained with some embarrassment, "Ah, actually, after I was captured by those guys, I was locked in a room."

"So, what are you doing?"

Fujiwara Tadashi thought for a while, and replied with a serious expression, "Teach arithmetic."

Asang Leaf King: ...

As a great onmyoji who can read people's voices, he can naturally understand that the other party is not lying, so he raised his eyes curiously for a while.

"It's a group of very motivated ghosts." Fujiwara Tadashi sighed. As a marginalized nobleman, he actually admired such hardworking people...not ghosts. "If you really want to say it, they are a group of very positive ghosts."

Tadao Fujiwara's tone was full of praise, "I will do exercises every night, and I will shout out knowledge to change my destiny every day, learning to achieve the future, ghosts who don't work hard will be eliminated! In this case..."

"It's amazing."

Even many nobles nowadays are eating and waiting to die, drunk and dreaming of death.

The entire Heian-kyo, from the emperor down to the civil and military officials, is all shrouded in a kind of extravagance and decadence. Under the appearance of prosperity, there are actually a lot of bones of the poor, although Fujiwara Tadashi has no interest in the poor.

But he didn't expect that these poor people he looked down on at all, um, those ghosts seemed to have no status.

Just these poor and lowly ghosts have such a fighting spirit, which is simply moving.

Especially since they had to take the exam, he didn't even have the appetite to eat, which moved him even more.

Good ghost, good ghost, safe life...

Ma Cangye Wang, who watched the opponent's heart the whole time, fell silent.

Not knowing how to proceed, Ye Wang coughed and continued to ask the other party.

"Aside from this, can you recall anything else?"

"Well, it's gone." Fujiwara Tadao said decisively after thinking for a moment, "But this slogan is really good, it is almost suitable to be a family motto."

"What do you think, Master Asakura?"

Tadashi Fujiwara admired, "Even ghosts know that they need to study hard these days."

The drunken nobles in Heianjing are simply weak. He envies, admires and respects such people who know how to fight, they are warriors!

Whoever came up with such a famous saying must be a genius!Yes!genius!

It must be a hard-working and motivated ghost, a ghost full of hard work and fighting spirit, a genius who has crossed the Heian era!

Asang Leaf King: ...

The Great Onmyoji who was ordered to investigate this ghost incident, King Ma Cang Ye with MAX mind-reading ability, what this man said was actually true.

Instead, he became very interested in this matter. Are these man-eating ghosts organized?

So, who is the guy hiding behind them?

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If you want Wu Mi to answer, it is of course him, a genius capitalist, who is hiding behind.

Now this genius, who has transcended the Heian era itself, is now taking a harsh test on his own ghosts, and some of these wastes have finally learned to multiply.

Of course, Wu Mi can also see that it is not learned but memorized by force!

That's okay, as long as you can figure out the bill.

As for those mentally handicapped ghosts who didn't understand and had no ambition at all, they were directly torn apart by Wu Mi.Ghosts with bad brains, such ghosts who give experience packs to future ghost killing teams should not exist.

After all, if manga is taught well, those with bad brains and strong abilities are usually cannon fodder, and Wu Mi doesn't think these stupid bastards can become extremely powerful.

The boss thinks that these ghosts are not useless. Now that they have passed the initial training and screening, they have become his employees, and they are ghosts who can create value for themselves.

Wu Mi was so pleasant, "Now that everyone has learned how to count, we can move on to the next topic right away."

"How to make money? Does anyone have a good idea?"

Although Wu Mi has made plans in his mind, he is not a devil after all. Of course, he has to discuss what can make money in a democratic way. Maybe these idiots can give him more inspiration.

As soon as Wu Mi's voice fell, the ghosts in front of him began to tremble, the ghosts felt so miserable!

My lord, if we knew how to make money, how could we have become like this!If everyone is a wealthy nobleman, how could they be reduced to become your subordinates!

A group of once-poor lower-class people were crying in their hearts. They stared at Wu Mi with empty heads, and they could completely feel the Wu Mi of their thoughts.

It's so hard to get them to think about ways to make money!

"Why don't you, Mr. Wu Mi, go and change the rich nobleman!"

Wu Mi was very disappointed with the ghost who made such a suggestion, "Are you ordering me? Do I look like a ghost who likes to eat soft food?"

At that time, the ghost was scared to tears, and Wu Mi looked around the trembling ghosts with those blood-red eyes, and his tone became more and more distressed, "Is there no ghost who can provide some constructive ideas?"

There may be nothing left in these guys' heads except cannibalism!

Wu Mi was very disappointed, his head was empty. Of course, after thinking about it carefully, in the original book, not only the ghosts at the bottom only know how to eat, but even the upper-level ghosts only know how to eat, so what do you need your brains for?

Oh, by the way, their heads are not needed in the original book, actually...

If it wasn't for the sun blade, breathing, and sunlight, it would be okay if you lost your head. No wonder all the ghosts don't want to make progress, the head is like an ornament!

"Is there anything else?"

"Well...how about we kidnap the noble lord and hold him for ransom?"

Wu Mi's eyes were full of contempt, "Breaking the law and discipline, it's simply obscene!"

Earning such money is simply worthless!

Although they are ghosts, but to make money, you have to pay attention to the basic law, okay?Apart from eating soft food and breaking the law, these people can't think of a way to make money.

But we are ghosts, my lord Wu Mi!

"Well, I heard that a noble family is recruiting some coolies who can move bricks..."

Hearing this, Wu Mi felt unbearable. After switching a bunch of ghosts, he finally told himself, I can only be a coolie! ?

You have simply lost my miserable face!

Am I shameless! ?

But if you think about it carefully, moving bricks may actually make you more money. After all, they don’t need to use their brains or anything. These ghosts can grow eight arms by themselves. faster.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the ghost who proposed this idea was very thoughtful, at least it was much better than the soft food and kidnapping before.

But Wu Mi, who already had an idea in his heart, still felt that it was too slow to move money, so he said decisively, "I think we should make good money by ourselves."

"So, does Master Wu Mi need us to move bricks?"

Wu Mi: ...

Noticing that the eyes of his boss were all wrong, the ghost trembled in fright, and Wu Mi made a very clear decision at the meeting, "Now we must fully tap our potential, strengthen internal drive, create market demand, and work hard to move forward. on the road to sustainable development.”

"Master Wu Mi, what do you mean...?"

"It means, you idiots, go out and scare people, and then we will make money by reselling things that drive ghosts!" As long as there are ghosts, no one is afraid that no one will buy them.

The ghosts were stunned for a while, and they were shocked by this astonishing thought for a long time, but they didn't come back to their senses.

Wu Mi said to the ghosts, "From today onwards, our company will be established like this."

"The name is Wumi Exorcist Co., Ltd."