Marvel Movie: From Old Man Time to Crazy Swordsman

Chapter 8 Money Is What I Want, E Is What I Want
That night, Yi Song and John kept chatting in the corner... ah bah, chatting until they saw a fat green man running away, and then they went back to their respective houses calmly.

Yi Song returned to the hotel and saw that it was past 10 o'clock on the wall clock. He remembered the daily first kill sweep mentioned in the game assistant, and thought that there was no first kill today, so he found the daily first kill task and checked it.

It was only then that Yi Song realized that the goldfish bully he had judged had already contributed a precious first kill to him, and the so-called "mopping up" meant that he didn't need to pick out the bad fish that bullied the fish every day, but just click the mopping up That's it.

"It seems that the little assistant actually saved a lot of money." Yi Song found comfort.

Yi Song got up and was about to go home to sleep, but when he turned around and walked towards the gate, his body became stiff suddenly—thinking that he had already traveled through time, and the customer service staff seemed to have only arranged a restaurant for him, but no place to live.

Must be a novice, maybe a temporary worker!Yi Song thought viciously.In desperation, I could only move the two tables together, clear the things on the table, and fell asleep trembling in a thin shirt.

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Come to Marvel's first Sunday at 12pm.

Yi Song bluffed away the last customer and closed the store door. He changed into the cotton coat, trousers, and slippers that he had bought for a huge sum of money (US$233), and set up the folding bed that he also bought for a huge sum of money (US$100). Just lay down on the "bed" between the dining table and the aisle.

Thinking of the more than 3000 yuan saved recently in the bank card and the original 3000 yuan, Yi Song felt that he had regained his confidence as a man. He took a deep breath and stretched his right hand to the waistband of his trousers... Then crossed the belt and placed it flat on his thigh to activate the mouse , and open the system interface.

On the first night, when Yi Song saw the accumulative rewards, his heart was flat, because Yi Song felt that you can’t let me recharge, I have to let me see the rewards, but when I saw it this way, I just...

每次充600金币可以点亮一次进度，其他天的奖励还好，只是额外赠送1000金币，但是第5、10、15、20、29天各送无尽之刃碎片*10，集合50个合成一把无尽之刃；第25天送10000金币；这还不算第6、12、18、24、30天各送亚索英雄碎片*10，集齐50个碎片可以召唤亚索！
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"Who can stand this?" Yi Song lay on the cot and looked at the accumulated rewards and said with emotion, "This system is quite humane, there is no time limit requirement, it's just a free gift."

Thinking of his assets in the early 7000s, Yi Song suddenly felt that 600 gold coins a day was nothing. He could still have more than 1000 gold coins left after recharging today, so eating was no problem at all.

But Yi Song thought about it again, the purchase of 6000 dollars exploded in an instant, and he had no confidence, so he had to wait a few more weeks, anyway, Yasuo couldn't run away, and he could have some leeway, maybe the massage shop opened up. You don't have to spend too much time digging.

"No, buy early and enjoy early." Yi Song changed his mind again.

"But after recharging for one day, you have to save for the next day. Don't worry about this day." Yi Songshuang thought again.

"Moreover, there will be an extra 1000 gold coins after recharging, and you can also buy other equipment." Yi Song had a second thought.

"What if there is an accident after buying, what should I do if I need money?" Yi Song thought for a while.

"Ahh~" Yi Song felt that he was in a mess.

"Let's go with the wind." Yi Song seemed to see Yasuo in the icon squinting and said to himself with a smile in his entanglement, "Behind him... is all krypton gold."

Yi Song thought of the funny version of the ancient prose that he had seen before—Sheng, what I want, E, what I want, and said cruelly: "The one who gives up money and takes E!" forced himself to complete the top-up process.

"Phew!" After finishing, Yi Song fell into deep thought, "What am I doing? It's meaningless to charge for this day. I still have to save 28 6000 dollars. What's the rush? Woke up.(,,,,)"

Accompanied by such thoughts, Yasuo... Oh Buyisong fell into a drowsy sleep.

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three days later.

"I'm looking up, above the moon..." Yi Song's newly bought Nokia n78 rang the ringtone of a famous Chinese song downloaded from Gugo.

"This is Songyi." Yi Song connected to a strange number that looked familiar.

"This is John, remember me, Song Yi." It was John who called. Before Yi Song bought a mobile phone, he called John, but he forgot to save John's number in the mobile phone.

"Well, I know the pronunciation of my name is really difficult for you, you can call me Yi." Yi Song replied helplessly, "How is the matter going."

"OK, Yi, my brother took this case, and the fee is very reasonable. You don't need to worry about the exact amount. I will bear it all by myself. It can be settled within a month. Now we can consider the store name, contract and opening publicity Oh, there is one more thing, this month you may be required to issue some personal certificates required for business."

"No problem at all." Yi Song replied straightforwardly.

"Then there is no other problem. I will entrust this entrustment to my senior brother. I will have dinner at your restaurant after I get off work in the evening. See you then." John proposed to meet.

"See you then." Yi Song hung up the phone.

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At nearly 8 o'clock in the evening, John and Yi Song, who were full of wine and food, came to the back kitchen of the "Zanzibar" restaurant.John saw the busy black chef in the back kitchen and looked at Yi Song with inquiring eyes.

"Don't worry, he is trustworthy." Yi Song waved his hand, thinking that he is not only trustworthy, but also "really clueless".

"Oh, it looks like you have more than just a good employee." John seemed to understand (nǎo) (bǔ) something again.

"Let's talk about the business." Yi Song brought the topic back.

"Well, I think so." John said, "In fact, more and more people have started to publish and watch information on the Internet, so I suggest that we build a website on the Internet, a website about massage parlors, Because of my professionalism, it's an easy thing to do."

"I can't agree anymore." Yi Song replied, thinking that of course I know, compared to you in this respect, I am simply a prophet.

"Phew!" John raised his left hand and waved it across his forehead, pretending to wipe his sweat, "I'm still thinking about how to convince you. Then there are two last questions left."

"Well, let's see." Yi Song signaled to continue.

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(End of this chapter)