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When school started in September, Gu Youjing entered Class A of Jinping Experimental Junior High School alone, which shocked even Bai Cao Hua Meng.Although there are gossip in Ghost Street that Lord Chenghuang has been alone recently, but unexpectedly, Ji Jingrui, the unfathomable noble young master Rui really left Lord Chenghuang to go to school in Kyoto!

"You...argued?" Hua Meng asked cautiously.

Gu Youjing rolled his eyes and didn't speak.

"Youjing, are you okay?" Baicao asked with concern.

"I'm fine. Class is on! Turn back!" Gu Youjing said, patted Hua Meng, "Go back to your seat."

With a frustrated face, Hua Meng sat down aggrievedly holding her schoolbag, "I'm sitting here."

Gu Youjing was taken aback.

Hua Meng felt aggrieved, "Master Rui said, I will sit in his place and serve you when he is away."

Gu Youjing was speechless, he wasn't disabled, could he be served by the little prince of the Hua clan?

There was nothing wrong on the first day of school, I received a new textbook, listened to the teacher's long-winded words, and ended school before a class came.

Just as Gu Youjing walked out of the school gate with his schoolbag on his back, he heard the voice of his elder brother Gu Youzhen behind him, "Xiaojing!"

Gu Youjing turned his head, raised his smiling face habitually, but sighed in his heart, he is really not a child anymore, so there is no need to worry so much.It's just that Xiao Rui is not by his side, so there's no need to be like this.It's okay for Huamengbaicao to be cautious, the elder brother knows him best, is that the case?

"Well, it seems to be okay." Gu Youzhen looked Gu Youjing up and down, smiled, raised his hand and patted Gu Youjing's head, "That kid Xiaorui was worried about you, and he called me last night Come to the dormitory and say you don’t want to eat breakfast obediently, here, take it.”

Gu Youjing froze, and silently reached out to take the milk bread in Gu Youzhen's hand.

"You kid really didn't eat breakfast?" Seeing Gu Youjing's stiff expression, Gu Youzhen asked with a frown.

"It's late." Gu Youjing rubbed his nose and rolled his eyes in embarrassment.

"Hmph!" Gu Youzhen patted Gu Youjing's shoulder angrily, "Now that Xiaorui is not by your side, you take care of yourself! If you don't have breakfast like this, I'll call my parents. Let them watch you."

"Don't! I, I just went to bed late today." Gu Youjing said hurriedly, if his parents really come, he will be miserable!

Gu Youzhen was just scaring this restless younger brother. He also knew that his younger brother's occupation should not be known by others. Although his parents probably knew it well, they were ordinary people, and his younger brother's special occupation should be avoided by his parents. good.

"Go and eat your breakfast." Gu Youzhen said angrily, watching his younger brother run away to the bus with milk, bread and schoolbag on his back, Gu Youzhen sighed a long time, hey, Without Xiaorui, what would his younger brother, who is an idiot and disabled in housework, do?

Gu Youjing took the bus all the way home, closed the door, looked at his favorite strawberry milk and cheese bread in the bag, Gu Youjing felt a little tangled and warm and sweet.

Drinking milk and biting bread, Gu Youjing thought aimlessly, Xiao Rui should meet new classmates and friends by now, right?

In fact, at this moment, Ji Jingrui was slowly walking into the meeting room, and when he opened the door, the dozen or so people waiting in the meeting room all stood up in unison.

"From today on, Young Master Ji is the asset holder of Jiudao Technology Company and the president of Jiudao Technology Company." Ji Ruihan, who followed Ji Jingrui, announced.

At the same time in Kyoto, the Ji family.

Ji Xiu looked at his old father, Ji Guoqiang, and was very puzzled, "Dad, Xiao Rui is not yet fifteen, can you give him the property left by his sister-in-law? He doesn't go to school now, so, How did this happen?"

"Xiao Rui is not an ordinary child. Since he doesn't want to study and wants to manage the company, let him go. Xiao Rui has his own way." Ji Guoqiang said with a smile, sighing in his heart, he didn't want to be like this either, Xiao Rui Right now, you should study hard at school, but Xiaorui is a cultivator, and it is natural that he is out of tune with ordinary people. Of course, if Xiaojing is there, it will be another matter, but Xiaojing is not there ah.He can't force it anymore, and if he does, will Xiao Rui listen?

"What Xiaorui wants to do, let him do it. It's fine." Ji Guoqiang urged again, "Xiaojing is not with Xiaorui now, and Xiaorui won't listen to what we say, just let him go. Xiao Rui is a cultivator, and he is the most sensible in doing things."

Ji Xiu listened and nodded helplessly.

Not only Xiaorui, but also his third son Ji Ruihan and Ji Qiongbao who was found halfway, were also like this, they wouldn't listen to him at all.

The building where Jiudao Technology Co., Ltd. is located is located in an industrial area in the suburbs of Kyoto. It is located in a remote area. Although it is the property left by Ji Jingrui's biological mother, to be honest, such an industry is really nothing.However, for Ji Jingrui, this place is quite suitable.

Ji Ruihan looked at the golden lines slowly disappearing under his feet, the ecstasy formation had been set up, and the building had been covered with the magic circle belonging to the saint Ji Jingrui.The so-called science and technology in the world cannot defeat the real situation of this building.

However, Ji Jingrui's status in the world is "Three Generations of Officials", with a prominent background, and the members of the Ji family almost treat him as their ancestor, so why does Ji Jingrui use this company to make money?

"What is the saint planning to do with this company?"

"Trade, transportation, arbitration, oh, you can also serve as a bodyguard and detective." Ji Jingrui stood in the magic circle, sketching various miniature circles in the air, and said calmly, "The plan is on the table, take it and read it." Look, whoever likes to do that part, signs that part of the contract."

Ji Ruihan was stunned, he didn't expect to have his own part in the saint's plan, although in ancient times when he reached an agreement with the saint, he knew that sooner or later he would be driven by the saint, and this day came He didn't have any unexpected emotions, but what he didn't expect was that he could still make choices.

Ji Ruihan picked up a stack of planning books on the table, and it looked like it was printed on A4 paper, but when she picked it up, Ji Ruihan found that there was still mana on it. This is something written with mana. If you sign on it, you have to Using power, in this way, what is reached is the contract agreement proved by Tiandao.

Ji Ruihan carefully flipped through the stack of plans, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became. He thought that the money a saint wants to make is human, and the so-called starting a company is just a human thing. Unexpectedly, this business, Transportation, bodyguards and detectives are all cross-border businesses!Covers the three realms!

Transport the products of the underworld to the human and heavenly realms, earn the trade difference, transport freely among the three realms, act as transport personnel, and ensure the speed and safety of things—it turns out that this is transportation, and there are bodyguards to protect the heavenly realms in the human world The weak little fairy travels with peace of mind and is not bullied by the devil world...

Ji Ruihan took a deep breath, he is a saint after all, what he thinks, what he does is really - different!

Has the sage forgotten that he is the most wanted criminal who was surrounded and killed by Heavenly Dao? !

Doesn't the saint remember that they are all on the blacklist of Tiandao at this moment? !

Can the sage put such a company on the map? !

"A saint... Heaven will not allow it." Ji Ruihan turned to look at Ji Jingrui, who had already arranged all the formations, and said in a low voice.

"Why do you need God's permission?" Ji Jingrui said calmly, waving his hand, a bamboo slip appeared on the plan, and a big contract was written in bold black characters on the bamboo slip.

"Which department did you choose?" Ji Jingrui asked calmly again.

Ji Ruihan looked at the bamboo slips floating in front of him. He knew that he had no choice. Since he had no choice, he should at least pick one that he thought was suitable. Ji Jingrui stretched out his index finger and wrote on the contract—transportation.

"Very good." As Ji Jingrui said, he turned and walked towards the teleportation array, "After three days, when all the personnel arrive and the transportation method and trading process are drawn up, we will start."

Ji Ruihan was stunned, three days later?Wait, shouldn't even a sage do market research for this kind of thing? !

But before Ji Ruihan could ask, Ji Jingrui had already disappeared in the teleportation array, Ji Ruihan was sullen, and the sage couldn't blame him for not making any money from the transportation!

The weather in September still has the residual temperature of midsummer, but the sky is extremely blue, with white clouds drifting leisurely.

It's really nice weather.It's such a good weather, but I can only stay in the office and do all kinds of work, it's really miserable!none!people!road!

"...You just stamped and signed." Song Zhiwen twitched his stiff face, endured it, and still couldn't help complaining.

As the City God, you just stamped and signed, and these official documents were all processed by Mr. Qingqiu and him Song Zhiwen!

If you want to leave, you just need to walk through the teleportation circle. He hasn't come home for more than a month now! There is a poor dog blocking the door of the office, and he can't leave!

——What is more miserable!none!people!road!

Gu Youjing raised his head with a sad face, "Stamping and signing are also very labor-intensive. Ah, by the way, Brother Song, I made you a good thing. You can wear it home. You can't find that Qiongqi. Yours." As Gu Youjing said, he smiled and took out a string of black sandalwood beads.

Song Zhiwen took it, hesitantly, "My lord, can this avoid Qiongqi?"

"It's not avoiding. It's covering your aura so that Qiongqi won't be able to sense your aura. I'll lie to him again and say that you're on a business trip to the capital." Gu Youjing said, a little complacently, "I But I asked Xiaorui, and Xiaorui said that Qiongqi has a good nose, so I will cover up your breath, so if he can't smell your breath, he will definitely leave obediently."

It was like this before, because the smell of the evil ghost Wang Xuebin was too stinky, and they used a formation to cover up their breath when they lived here, so Qiongqi couldn't find Song Zhiwen.

As soon as Song Zhiwen heard what Gu Youjing said, he immediately put on the black sandalwood beads.

"Then... shall I go back now?" Song Zhiwen asked in a low voice, suppressing his joy.

"Well, go back! It's okay." Gu Youjing smiled and waved his hand, this bead was made by Xiaorui himself, he still doesn't believe it, that Qiongqi can really break the bead made by Xiaorui himself!

Unknowingly, in Gu Youjing's heart, his Xiaorui is an omnipotent superman.

Even though he's essentially a superhero. ==

Song Zhiwen went home happily, and after answering Song Zhiwen's phone call, Gu Youjing was sure that Song Zhiwen had returned home safely and had not been discovered by the big dog Qiongqi at the door, so Gu Youjing buried himself in official duties.

He has long wanted to give Song Zhiwen a vacation. Although it is said that there is a magic circle in the office of the City God, it will not cause any major harm to the mortal body, but it is a place with a lot of yin, although Song Zhiwen has something strange. He looked like he was not an ordinary person, but it was better to go to bask in the sun when he had nothing to do. He was happy to see him alive and healthy.

"Qingqi has already left." Qingqiu walked over, seeing Gu Youjing staring at a stack of official documents with bitterness and hatred on his face, he couldn't help laughing, "If you really hate it, Master Jing might as well let it go." Step aside, I'll take care of it later."

Ao Xi who just sent Qiong Qi over just heard this, "..." Didn't you agree to play with Zhao'er? !

Ao Xi stared at Gu Youjing quietly, full of resentment, wishing to smash this big blinding light bulb with a hammer!

Gu Youjing didn't notice Ao Xi's resentful gaze, but just raised his head to look at Qingqiu, and shook his head with a smile, "It's okay, I can handle it well."

After Gu Youjing finished speaking, he continued to bury his head in processing official documents. Although Qingqiu felt a little distressed about this child whom he had grown up with, no matter whether it was Hong Huang or a child who is now sensible and sensible, he also knew that the City God was no better than the ancestor witch of Hong Huang back then. The thirteen ancestor witches are guarded by twelve elder brothers and sisters, and the eighth sage, Ji Wudao, covers them. Even if Nuwa's cave is lifted, Nuwa can only smile and say that it's all right.

The current City God is just a slightly talented little cultivator holding the "Fuxi Tianshu". If there is no reincarnated Ji Shengren, the current glory of the City God will become someone else's handle someday in the future.

Just like the prehistoric past, when twelve brothers and sisters were lost, and was betrayed by his mate Ji Shengren, the thirteen ancestral witches ended up in a state of disorientation!

Qingqiu sighed softly in his heart, and quietly retreated with Aoxi.

Gu Youjing was the only one left in the office.But Gu Youjing didn't seem to realize it, he lowered his head and dealt with all kinds of official documents. In his previous life, he had also dealt with these trivial matters. Although it was a bit unfamiliar, but he handled it, and somewhat regained the feeling of his previous life.Well, get used to it.

Then, suddenly aware of fluctuations in spiritual power, Gu Youjing raised his head, and saw Ji Jingrui who seemed to have not seen him for a long time appeared in front of him.

In fact, it was only seven days since the last time we met.