Under One Person: I am a lay Buddhist with a salary of 9 to 5

What kind of shit are these grassroots employees of Nadutong Company?

Zhou Fengliu, the "God of War".

Feng Baobao, the "Miss Circle Kick".

And Zhang Chulan, the "Don't Be a Bitch".

No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like a serious person!

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"I'm the only one left now, right?"

After leaving the venue, Zhang Chulan said that it was his turn to perform next.

"Well, I'm counting on you, come on." Zhou Fengliu patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder to encourage him.

"Brother Liu, you actually encourage me so much..." Zhang Chulan was a little flattered.

Seeing this, Zhou Fengliu told Zhang Chulan not to think too much...

If he hadn't bet several thousand yuan on Zhang Chulan at Bai Shixue's odds, how could he have counted on Zhang Chulan so much...

"Brother Liu! I'm going!" Zhang Chulan said firmly.

"Well..."

Looking at Zhang Chulan's figure leaving, Zhou Fengliu touched his chin, then took out his "far ahead" mobile phone, logged on to the website and took a quick look at the odds.

The money has arrived?

It was quite fast.

Zhou Fengliu watched the funds return to his account one by one, and he felt the speed of the increase of the Qi in his body.

How to say it?

In today's competition, he almost bet on all the players who could think of winning, such as Zhuge Qing, Wang Ye, Zhang Lingyu, Feng Baobao, and himself. Although the odds were not high, he also earned a few tens of thousands...

How come the growth rate of the Qi in his body has only increased a little bit?

Zhou Fengliu felt very strange.

Could it be that this is not considered as work income? Or... Only betting on yourself can be considered as work income?

Zhou touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

This question may have to wait until Zhang Chulan's game is over to know, after all, Zhang Chulan's odds are high... It can be analyzed more intuitively.

Thinking of this, Zhou Fengliu walked into Zhang Chulan's competition venue and prepared to watch.

As soon as he entered the audience, he was stunned by the number of spectators in the audience.

This Zhang Chulan... is quite popular!

"Brother! You also come to watch Brother Chulan's game!" Feng Xingtong, who was not far away, noticed him and greeted him.

"Yeah..." Zhou Fengliu nodded and walked over. In addition to Feng sister and brother, Feng Zhenghao was also here.

"President Feng is here too."

"Yeah, we meet again, Fengliu." Feng Zhenghao said with a smile.

"My dad came earlier than me and my sister."

Feng Xingtong said that Feng Zhenghao didn't come to watch his game at all! If Feng Shayan hadn't been so soft-hearted, she would have come to watch his game... He would have been too lonely.

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"I don't know if Qing Fu Shen can beat Zhang Bilian."

"Of course! Beat her hard! This Zhang Bilian is so infuriating!"

Everyone in the audience wanted to see Zhang Chulan get beaten.

"Fuck, the God of War is here too?"

"Where is he? I saw him! He's standing with President Feng, one of the Ten Lords! Zhang Bilian is so generous that even President Feng came to watch him compete."

"Not only President Feng! Look there! Mr. Lu and Mr. Wang are here too."

"?"

"Three of the Ten Lords are here? Zhang Bilian..."

Everyone was talking about it, and Zhou Fengliu noticed the two old men sitting opposite him.

...

Amid the discussion, Zhang Chulan came to the center of the competition venue. He first glanced at the audience in the stands, and was very satisfied to see their indignant expressions.

"Shan Shitong! Shan Shitong, please enter the venue as soon as you hear me!"

Just when everyone thought that a hearty fight would happen next, the referee of the Tianshi Mansion called Shan Shitong to enter the venue several times, but Shan Shitong was nowhere to be seen.

"Since Shan Shitong cannot enter the competition on time, he is deemed to have forfeited."

As the referee of Tianshi Mansion read out the announcement, the audience in the audience went wild.

"What's going on!"

"What's going on! What's the shady deal! What's the trick that Gou Ba is playing again!"

"Don't want Bilian Zhang Chulan! Bah! What kind of Qi body source inheritor, what a joke!"

"Fuck you, give me back the money! This kind of competition is worthy of us!"

"By the way...brother, did we spend money?"

"Yeah, we didn't spend money either, we just competed for free."

Humans' joys and sorrows are not the same, Zhang Chulan just felt that the people in the stands were a little noisy at this time.

It doesn't matter...

Scream.

It's OK if you win.

Zhang Chulan hummed a little tune and walked out of the competition venue.

Before he walked out of the venue, a contestant who had been eliminated before jumped down from the stands. He was one of the contestants eliminated by Zhang Chulan before.

He couldn't stand it anymore.

"Zhang Chulan! You despicable weakling, show your true colors today!" He shouted and rushed towards Zhang Chulan, and then was pressed to the ground by the referee of Tianshi Mansion without any hesitation.

"Boy! This is not the place for you to seek revenge and fight privately!" Although the referee of Tianshi Mansion was also unhappy with Zhang Chulan, the rules were the rules, and they could not let this kid beat Zhang Chulan.

"Zhang Chulan, if you are a man, come back and fight with me!"

Listening to the shouting of the people behind him, Zhang Chulan looked back, then turned around, stretched out his left hand and slowly raised his middle finger, and said in an extremely annoying tone:

"Come here!"

"..."

Grass.

It is a plant.

Faced with Zhang Chulan's provocation, not only this guy couldn't stand it, but even the other spectators in the stands couldn't help it.

"Zhang Chulan, leave quickly after the competition." The referee of Tianshi Mansion urged Zhang Chulan when he saw that he was so unscrupulous.

"Oh... OK, thank you for your hard work, Taoist." Zhang Chulan smiled and left the scene in a flash.

His actions made the ten masters in the stands at a loss for words.

Damn, this young man...

"This is Zhang Chulan... Old Lu, what do you think?" Wang Ai asked Lu Ci beside him while leaning on a cane.

"I'll sit and watch." Lu Ci replied, "He's just a young boy, what else can I do? Let's try... see if we can come up with something."

Hearing Lu Ci's words, Wang Ai was a little worried: "This... don't we need to consider the old Taoist priest?"

"Old Taoist priest?" Lu Ci narrowed his eyes and continued, "It is because of the concern for the old Taoist priest that we choose this time... Otherwise, when Zhang Chulan becomes a member of the Taoist priest's mansion, it will be difficult for us to ask."

"Indeed... Old Lu, you are more careful."

"..."

...

"Brother Liu." Zhang Chulan waited outside the competition venue. Meeting Zhou Fengliu, he spoke when he saw Zhou Fengliu coming out: "How is it? Didn't disappoint Brother Liu?"

"Indeed..." Zhou Fengliu nodded: "It really fits your nickname of "Don't Want to Be a Woman."

"Uh..." Zhang Chulan scratched his head when he heard the voice: "There's nothing I can do. When you are in the world, you are all about human relationships and worldly wisdom... Who knew that Brother Shan would give me so much face and didn't come today."

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Ps: Today's second update is here. I saw that you godfathers said that I only have two updates a day and they are published separately. I am very unhappy to see it. In this case, then I will publish both updates together in the future. The update time is tentatively set between 12:00 and 1:00 in the morning.

Although it is very dark....

As for adding more updates, I beg you godfathers to reward and support me. I have saved drafts, and I also want to challenge how many pictures I can write in a day.

Woo woo woo...