After transmigrating into a vicious Omega, I became the white moonlight of the prince

Bai Shu found a small advertising company to print dozens of job advertisements in the morning. He originally wanted to find a babysitter, but after thinking about it, it seems that it is not suitable to find a babysitter in this place. Embarrassed.

In the end, I thought about it and wrote it as looking for a helper, and the main purpose of the person was not to serve him, but to be a helper for Bai Qiu.

"Mr. Boss, I am familiar with this area. Now it is strictly controlled, and many places are not allowed to post. I will find a place for you to post."

Wen Guang counted the pages for him as he talked. The main people can not be recruited in a day, and the advertisements are torn up from time to time.

He counted the pages, and the other two younger ones helped Bai Qiu choose the dishes, and they were enjoying themselves for a while.

"Okay, anyway, I'm looking for anyone. If you finish well, I'll give you the money for the hired labor."

Wen Guang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and said, "I promise to complete the task, but I don't want so many, just half of it."

Bai Shu laughed and said, "I said that you will only pay if you finish well. If you don't finish well, you won't get any points. I'm just so harsh."

"Then the money is up to you."

"..." What happened last night was unanimously forgotten by the three little ones this morning after they said "Mr. Boss". The vegetable market bought two more vegetables.

During lunch, Bai Shu reminded some precautions about posting advertisements. After all, everyone in this place has them. After finishing, he asked curiously, "Why haven't you seen your parents?"

Wen Guangdao: "My dad goes to work at four o'clock in the morning and comes back late at night, so you basically can't see it."

Bai Shu asked, "What job?"

"In the morning and in the evening, he pulls goods from the nearby market. During the day, he buys stones in the black energy stone market. He seemed to be lucky yesterday and bought me new shoes." He lifted his feet as he said.

It was also at this time that Bai Shu realized that the pair of black sandals on his feet were indeed much better than the slippers that were obviously a few sizes larger yesterday.

"We came from the Barren Star. My dad said that there is no household registration and ID card, so the official worker's house doesn't need it."

Working three jobs a day is enough to cover the family's expenses. It can be seen that each job earns very little.

So he was silent and asked again: "What about your mother?"

"Mom has gone to heaven." Xiao Yaoyao suddenly interjected, she loves to eat meat, her mouth is full of oil, but her eyes are big and dark, filled with ignorance of the world, anyone who reads it will be surprised I can't bear to blame her.

Bai Shu said: "Sorry."

"It's okay." Wen Guang wiped Yaoyao's mouth twice with a piece of paper and said, "My mother has been gone for three years, but I still have a little memory. They don't remember what she looks like."

It doesn't matter what you say, but it's extremely bitter to listen to, so that Bai Shu doesn't know why he has to gossip, can't he just have a good meal?

At this time, Xiao Yaoyao suddenly got off the stool, pointed at his stomach and said, "Uncle Boss, is there a little brother in your stomach?"

Bai Shu: "..."

Wen Guang smiled awkwardly, then pulled Wen Yao back to sit on the stool and said, "Don't mind, she's always thinking about her younger brother, so I blame my dad for always whispering to her."

Bai Shu hesitated slightly, then asked: "What are you mumbling about?"

After all, Wen Guang was young, so he didn't pay attention to his expression, so he continued: "My mother said that she would give him four children, and she named him Guangzong Yaozu, so vulgar as to die, but who knew it would disappear after arriving in Yaoyao, She made a slip of the tongue, my dad would talk about it when he was drinking, and Yaoyao would always remember it."

After explaining, he asked again: "Mr. Boss, are you looking for a helper just for the purpose of having a baby?"

Bai Shu really didn't want to discuss this issue with him, so he said, "Let's eat your food, and work more quickly in the afternoon."

Wen Guang then smiled and nodded, it seemed so, and he swept his stomach inadvertently.

In fact, not only Wen Yao, but he and Wen Zong also have a kind of obsessive love for children. This kind of obsession was planted in them by their father and dead mother, and it is deeply rooted.

When Bai Shu came to the black market again, he went to Lao Wen immediately. In order to reduce the attention of these people, he didn't open it himself today, but helped Lao Wen open four and won one.

Looking at the rock detected by the system again, Lao Wen treated him like a god.

Although the outsiders don't know how much effort the young man named Ashu contributed to Lao Wen's few stones, they can know that he is just looking at Lao Wen's attitude towards him and Lao Wen's explosion rate before gathering Lao Wen. It must not be simple.

So the number of people who came forward to ask for advice boldly increased from two or three yesterday to more than a dozen.

Bai Shu looked at these people and wanted to trap the white wolf empty-handed, and declined them again, thinking that his ultimate goal was not to become a saint.

And it was already night to help Lao Wen finish the performance of Four Stones.

Only then did he ask, "Do you know if there is a better doctor around here? The kind that treats gastroenterology."

Old Wen said: "That's true. There is a private clinic in the wealthy area bordering our slums. The old doctor named Mu Si is the only one who is willing to see a doctor for us people without ID cards. Go to someone’s house to see it in person, he knows a lot, and he can read everything about you, but his consultation fee is very high.”

Bai Shu sounded like a barefoot doctor, and he couldn't clearly ask this person whether he would accept multiple births, so he said, "Then he will accept everything, whether he will accept the birth or not?"

Old Wenming heard that this was just a joke, and immediately said: "There is no one who is willing to treat people like us in the slums except this old doctor. We can't find him for minor illnesses, and we can't go to the hospital for serious illnesses, so don't go to the hospital. Speaking of giving birth, abortion is also accepted! In our place, many people hide to have abortions..."

When Bai Shu heard this, his eyes darkened, but he also had confidence in his heart, so he wanted to go directly to him to make an appointment, and casually asked: "You said that the old man is already in the rich area, why does he still earn so much money? "

Lao Wen also seemed to be puzzled and said, "Maybe this is the real medical ethics? They said that the old man was originally a nobleman, his whole family were doctors, and his nephew was still a doctor in the royal family, but who knows if he is bragging? Private clinics all say that they are related to the royal family, and their ancestors are all nobles."

Bai Shu was amused by these words, could he do business with the royal family?

Just as he was about to leave, Lao Wen suddenly stopped him and said, "Ashu, can I ask you one more thing?"

Bai Shu looked at him, and saw him pull out a middle-aged beta who was dressed more like him and said: "This is my brother's company, I came from the same place as him, and we have been friends for a lifetime, can you show him two too? "

Xu was afraid that he would not agree, so Lao Wen said nervously: "I also owed your blessing to the explosion today. I want half of it to come out to you. If you help him read it, I will also let half of it. Otherwise, you can decide." As much as you want, we listen to you."

Bai Shu immediately understood the meaning. After all, that was his goal, but his goal was not on Lao Wen, so he said, "You help me because you helped me, but I really don't care about others. There is friendship."

Lao Wen nodded to the brother, and continued: "I don't think it's convenient for you to come out, and the entry and exit inspection is also a time-consuming thing. The key is the upper limit. If you want, our brothers can do anything for you. made."

What he said was very pertinent. In fact, ordinary rock diggers don't need to be fully armed like him. If they look like this, they are either fugitives or special identities.

And the upper limit he proposed is also a problem, that is, a stone hunter can't identify more than ten stones per day, which is a rigid rule of the black market.

With Bai Shu's explosion rate, he can explode two to three stones a day at most, plus he has to hide his strength to reduce the explosion rate and the quality of energy stones, so in order not to hit the eye or attract hatred, the best The way is for others to do it for him.

This is the goal he set for himself before the performance yesterday. At that time, his idea was to help these people identify, and then collect some extra money, without eye-catching or queuing so tiring.

The most important thing is that Luoshen has found Qingfeng Town.

There is only a river between Qingfeng Town and the port of Nepal. When this person was a friend, he didn't see how scary he was. When he was an enemy, his scalp was really tingling, and he might suddenly come here at any time.

So, he needs a steady income and the cover of a group of people.

Originally, he thought that he would have to perform for a few more days, but he never thought that Lao Wen would be so smart to water his seeds and sprout, just waiting to bloom.

"It's really not convenient for me to show up recently. You can find two more people to work with you on this matter, and I will leave it to you. As for the rules, you can discuss it slowly at night and give me the answer tomorrow."

Bai Shu really followed the route provided by Lao Wen to find the old doctor named Mu Si.

It is too much to say that it is a private clinic here, because it is still on the top floor, and it is completely a clinic converted from a suite.It seems that in order not to disturb the residents, they installed a direct elevator.

This consultation room is in one of the bedrooms, and the waiting area in the living room may be because of the darkness, there are only a few children sitting there waiting for the adults to come out.

But even if there was no one waiting, Bai Shu was stuffed with a queuing ticket when a robot entered the door, and then waited for the people inside to come out, and then called him.

When Bai Shu saw the brown-haired and blue-eyed old man sitting there, he felt familiar.

However, he was sure that he had never seen him, and he didn't seem to have seen him after looking through the memory of the original owner. So where did this familiarity come from? In the end, he attributed it to the fact that doctors in white coats probably have similar auras.

The old Mousse was perfecting the case of the last patient wearing round lens glasses, looked up at him and said, "What's wrong?"

Bai Shu said bluntly, "I want multiple babies."

This made him pause, and then continued: "Have you thought about it? What about the family? Do you agree?"

"There is no family member. If I agree, the whole family agrees. There is no need to persuade."

After hearing this, Mousse glanced at him again, then took out a form from the desk drawer and said, "Then fill out the form and give it to me later, I'll arrange a time for you."

Bai Shu took the form and found that it was an exemption contract, which roughly meant that something happened that had nothing to do with him, so he scanned it roughly and filled in his basic information.

After filling it out and handing it over to him, he asked, "Why didn't you fill in your ID card information? And your home address, all of these are required."

Bai Shu said: "I came from the Barren Star, I don't have an ID card, and I live in a slum, a rented house."

In this way, Mousse roughly understands that such things abound in the slums.

Immediately said: "Then you go for an inspection, and let's make an appointment after the inspection."

Bai Shu followed his arrangements, and now the inspection has become an integrated machine, and he only needs to stand in front of the machine for a few seconds.

But as soon as he stood up, he heard Mousse say, "Take off that scarf, or you won't be able to find out, because one of the machines burned down last month because of it."

Bai Shu was quite surprised to hear this, so why don't you wear cotton-padded clothes in winter?

However, he didn't bother to care about what the doctor said, so he asked Bai Qiu to remove the gauze for him and completed the examination.

After the results came out, Mousse held the list and frowned for a long time. Bai Shu saw that his expression was not good, and thought something was wrong with his body, so he heard him say, "I'm afraid you can't stream for the time being. It's less than two days since you cleared the mark last time." For months, the potion for eliminating the marks still remains, which is not conducive to the operation."

Bai Shu said noncommittally, "How long will it take?"

Mousse said: "One month, but during this period, you have to check regularly once every ten days. I'll see if there is any residue."

Bai Shu knew it well, calculated the approximate time for inheriting the title, the surgery plus the time for his recuperation and recovery, it was almost the same, at worst, he could shorten the recuperation time by a few days.

With that in mind, he took the list and turned back.

And Mousse just looked at him like this, until he closed the door, and saw that the people on the elevator video had already opened the door and went out, before he dared to breathe out, looking for his mobile phone like crazy, and then dialed After getting through to the person on the other side, he said: "He, he is here, I'm holding him back, I'm holding him back..."

The person on the other side said: "Old uncle, who are you talking about? Slow down, I don't understand."

"It's the oga the prince was looking for, and he really came."

"Damn it..." The person on the other side stopped suddenly for ten seconds, obviously reporting.

Then he answered out of breath, "How did you tell him? Where is he now?"

"It's in the slum next door. He is very vigilant and refuses to reveal anything. I tricked him into taking the scarf to see it..."

"Old uncle, you are a hero, waiting for us, you must wait!"

"Okay, okay." Mousse nodded again and again, only to realize that he forgot to close the door after nodding, and the assistant who had been with him for several years was looking at him in disbelief. Have you ever been in this disregard for image and be at a loss?