Fast Transmigration: Wishing Division

Chapter 59 Chapter 59
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The sky was just right, and I woke up refreshed.

Ye Zhiqiu stretched his waist, it seems that sleep can't be replaced by any method to recover his physical strength!

"Xiaobai, how is the surrounding environment?"

"Boss is not in danger."

Autumn leaves smile.

This stupid idiot.

"I'm asking about the environment, how is the environment?"

"Boss, the environment is not dangerous..."

Xiaobai was a little confused, did he answer wrong?
"Forget it, let me see for myself."

Xiaobai still understood this sentence, and immediately opened his spiritual consciousness to share with the boss.

Ye Zhiqiu's perspective spread like water...

Haishi is a city near the sea.

There are small vendors selling seafood everywhere.

Pedestrians wear novel styles, but the most common ones are robes.

The sky above Hai City was formed by various intertwined wires forming a large network.

She didn't see any cameras on the road. There were only buses coming and going, and there were very few cars.

The variety of home appliances in the mall is also very simple, only telephones and very old-fashioned TV sets, and there are no computers at all.

Ye Zhiqiu understood.

This world is not yet dominated by the Internet, but a world similar to Shanghai Bund in the 30s and [-]s.

The Internet is very profitable.

Is there a place to start?

But I am not an expert in this area?I don't know anything, how to develop it?

Ye Zhiqiu withdrew his consciousness and held his chin with his hands. What should he do?

Where to make so much money?

Neither Lin Sisi nor Shangguan Wan'er knew about Ye Zhiqiu's conversation with Xiao Bai, they only knew that she was always in a daze.

Is being in a daze fun?

Lin Sisi began to imitate.

……

Ye Zhiqiu said that this is really great. After Lin Sisi was in a daze, at least her mind was quiet...

She thought for a long time in bed, unable to figure out how to make so much money in a short period of time.

It is not feasible to build a car behind closed doors, and we have to go outside to investigate.

Thinking of this, she quickly got up to wash up, got something to eat, wrapped herself tightly and went out.

Big black-rimmed glasses, a peaked cap, a mask, and a long coat and trousers are the must-haves for Shangguan Wan'er when she goes out.

In an era without the Internet, no information can be found~
After shopping around for a whole morning, she got a lot of attention and discovered that the most developed media in the world is print media.

There are stalls selling newspapers, magazines, and various novels everywhere.

Ye Zhiqiu went to a few newsstands and bought a lot of newspapers and magazines at once. First, he needs to understand the general situation of this world, and maybe he can realize some business opportunities from it~
With the help of Xiaobai's spiritual sense, Ye Zhiqiu forgot to sleep and eat for several days. In addition to reading all kinds of newspapers and magazines she bought, she even went through all the materials of various retirement clubs collected by Shangguan Wan'er.

But... a few days passed.

Sure enough, there is a specialization in art, and she has never thought of any way to make money.

Ye Zhiqiu has never worried about money since he was a child, his only specialty is treating people, but being a doctor can't make so much money...

Shangguan Wan'er's wish cannot be achieved with a little money, so much money~ Judging from the information that Ye Zhiqiu checked, it can't be earned by any type of work...

Although he didn't think of any money-making ideas during the past few days, Ye Zhiqiu has a general understanding of the situation in this world.

In Shangguan Wan'er's world, the big and strong companies are basically family businesses, and the most profitable industry has been monopolized by several families.

Wages vary widely across jobs.

The highest salary is the president of the company, with an annual salary of more than 300 million.

The annual salary of the management level is about more than 100 million.

Employees' salaries also vary. A well-off worker can earn more than 50 yuan a year, but the most common salary is only 10,000+ yuan a year.

If you are doing business on your own, as a small boss, you can only spend 10,000+ a year for small businesses.

The membership fee for the senior citizen club in Qiongdao is 1000 million, and there are also subsequent expenses...

That's a lot of money!

Ye Zhiqiu lay on the bed and said to himself: "What should I do?"

Xiaobai was also at a loss.

This world is really peaceful, at least in his consciousness, the people in Haishi are living very comfortably.

For this kind of peaceful world, he felt that he was useless and could do nothing to help.

"Boss, do you need me to do anything else?" Xiaobai was brushing up on his presence.

"Not now, you can concentrate on cultivation."

Ye Zhiqiu smiled, Xiaobai is very cute.

Lin Sisi hadn't made a sound for a long time, she was in a daze and addicted.

Because every time Lin Sisi wakes up from a daze, she finds that she has a little more memory, some of her own memories in Tianxuan Continent, which makes her feel very novel and has fun.

Lin Sisi did not speak, and Shangguan Wan'er was also silent.

Every day, she watched adults constantly flipping through various information, with some unknown fonts drawn on the paper.

She felt that her ability as a tasker was just like this, so she couldn't realize her wish, right?

The days passed quickly, and when Ye Zhiqiu was checking various information and calculating the feasibility of various channels, the time had already arrived on November 1825, 11 in the Yuan calendar.

This country’s autumn festival.

The sea market is very lively, and the squares are crowded with people.

On this day, Ye Zhiqiu was reading a novel...

"Little Wife Runs with the Ball"

She is really not bored, but hopes to find a little inspiration in the novel...

Will Ye Zhiqiu admit that this is his bad taste?
When she found this book, she actually didn't understand...

The little sweet wife runs with the ball?What ball did you bring?

Always adhering to the mentality of learning if you don't understand, Ye Zhiqiu decided to spend a small part of his time studying.

She pointed with her finger at a sentence in the book.

"A horse is not fat without night grass, and a man is not rich without windfall."

"No one is rich without windfall."

After reading it twice, she always felt that there was a thought in her mind that she hadn't caught...

what is it then?

Ye Zhiqiu closed the book, closed her eyes, and finally she remembered...

She had seen a recruitment notice on the electric pole beside the road.

A number of boxers will be recruited in the dragon battle venue, and the treatment will be favorable.

Where's the phone number?
I remembered.

888888
What a tacky number!
Ye Zhiqiu was about to go out and call the dragon battle venue, but stopped after thinking about it.

Although my mental skills have improved a lot, my sword skills have never been practiced, and my identity is also an issue...

then.

Ye Zhiqiu went out and used a public phone to make a call to apply for a fake certificate, and spent 400 yuan to apply for the most advanced one.

In addition, I rented the cheapest house and paid weekly, which was 70 yuan a week.

In view of the poisonous tone of this body, every time Ye Zhiqiu spoke, she could only speak with her hand against her throat bone. After these things were done, she could no longer speak at all, and she was almost useless.

At last.

She went to the hardware market and bought a watermelon knife.

Shangguan Wan'er couldn't figure out what she was doing when she saw her actions.

soon.

She understood.

Ye Zhiqiu spent all the money Shangguan Wan'er had saved, and it was January 1826, 1 in the Yuan calendar.

During these times, she has practiced Li Ren Zhan from unfamiliarity to familiarity, from familiarity to ease of use...

Shangguan Wan'er's body is simply a natural body for practicing martial arts, looking at the wood that was cut off by a single swing of the knife.

She is out.

At the public phone booth, Ye Zhiqiu dialed the phone number he had been thinking about for a long time.

888888.

A deep baritone.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Dragon battle venue?"

(End of this chapter)