For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

"See for yourself."

Weng Tong opened the latest price list of the professional market and handed the phone to Yi Yan.

"The price of Yuanzhu has risen really fast this time."

Yi Yan combined the "Dimensional Pearl Price Fluctuation Table for the Next Three Years" sent by his brothers to look at the current price of dimensional beads.

He found that although he could still make money by re-entering the dimensional bead market, he could no longer make much money.

And the cycle is too long, investing in dimensional beads is worse than buying a house.

There is too much capital to grab food, and the little money I have is just a small shrimp.

As for buying a house... I really need a house. When I have time, I can pick up my parents and little sister to live in the capital.

"Mr. Weng, does Qianlong provide housing to outstanding employees?"

Weng Tong: "???"

What a great employee! ! !

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

At this time there was a knock on the door.

Then Chen Tao walked in carrying a lunch box, followed by Fan Kaibei carrying hot water.

There were also Shang Mingde, Yang Fei, Wang Hu and Zhao Jiaqi who were carrying fruits.

The ward was packed instantly.

Chen Tao has been waiting for Yi Yan in front of the hospital bed every day these days.

There is no way, his old man arranged it, so he has to follow it.

Fan Kaibei came to visit Yi Yan every evening, and then talked about all the trivial things he had done in the recruit camp throughout the day.

In the past few days when Yi Yan was away, Fan Kaibei was taken to train with the warrior class in the new military camp.

"Congratulations to Brother Yi Yan for being discharged from the hospital today." Shang Mingde placed a basket of fruits in front of the bed.

Yang Fei: "Congratulations on being discharged from the hospital. I said a few days ago that you haven't recovered yet and the hospital won't let you visit."

Wang Hu: "Congratulations..."

Zhao Jiaqi, Jiang Zhitao, Cheng Qian: "Congratulations..."

Can't you put it on the ground? Yi Yan's bed was filled with fruit baskets, and he forcefully pulled his legs out from under the fruit basket:

"Thank you everyone for your kindness. I'll treat you to a midnight snack!"

"That's great, I must stay drunk tonight!"

"Brother Yi Yan is famous all over the world, so we should not celebrate it properly."

"I want a portion of all flavors of lobster. It's a treat for the master."

"Boss Yi Yan, I want it twice as spicy."

…

"Don't think that becoming a professional means you will be immune to all diseases." Weng Tong said angrily:

"A few days ago, there was an extraordinary magician in his 80s in the British Isles who suffered a stroke and passed away!"

Yi Yan: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Preaching is preaching, and midnight snacks are midnight snacks.

Will young people listen to your truth? That’s weird!

Fatty BBQ’s business is still booming.

After finishing the supper, we each went home.

If he couldn't be persuaded, he joined. Weng Tong also drank a lot. Before leaving, he patted Yi Yan on the shoulder and said:

"By the way, it's my 70th birthday in a few days, so remember to come."

Hey, Mr. Weng is not young yet? Yi Yan nodded and said, "I have to come. Mr. Weng will notify me when the time comes."

…

Return to your residence.

Fan Kaibei was just about to go back to his room to sleep.

Yi Yan stopped him and asked, "How about that four-eyed fox?"

On the first day of hospitalization, Yi Yan gave Fan Kaibei the four-eyed spirit fox.

He also gave him the flame turtle eggs that the nine-tailed fox had brought.

At that time, Fan Kaibei was extremely happy when he heard that he was of divine beast-level bloodline.

He threw the flame turtle eggs of the imperial bloodline on the coffee table aside, and just rubbed the four-eyed spirit fox in his arms.

"I won't feel sleepy anymore if I say this." Fan Kaibei suddenly became energetic and said:

"Ayan, the fox you gave me is really nothing to say, it is worthy of the blood of a mythical beast.

Very capable of learning.

Laundry, cooking, mopping the floor, wiping the table, answering messages and keeping a warm bed, everything is possible.

I'm thinking about teaching it how to trade stocks. "

The first half of Fan Kaibei's sentence was normal, but then his style of painting changed instantly.

Yi Yan's face turned dark and he kicked him in the calf:

"Is this how a dimensional beast with divine beast-level bloodline is used by you? Are you kidding me here?

I'm asking you how strong it is? Are the skills practical? "

"Haha..." Fan Kaibei dodged Yi Yan's kick and said with a smile:

“I was drunk, I drank too much.

Practical, very practical, the wind skills are several levels stronger than those of magicians of the same level.

The bloodline of mythical beasts is well-deserved.

Most of the water skills are mainly for assistance and treatment, but they can't do the big tsunami of the magician.

The magic skill was so awesome that Fatty Jin from the warrior class was fascinated by it.

Every day I shouted that I had met true love, and every day I chased me to see the four-eyed fox.

Fortunately, I hid it well, otherwise I wouldn't have been harmed by him.

As for the stand-in skill, it doesn’t have it yet. "

Still a little unserious, Yi Yan asked: "What kind of strength do you have now? Can you speak?"

According to the information given by Brother Future, the sooner the dimensional beast speaks, the stronger its bloodline will be.

Sun Xiaobao didn't know when he could speak. Anyway, when he was caught, he talked very smoothly.

I heard that Stephen's Spirit Winged Dragon can only speak when it reaches the extraordinary level.

Fan Kaibei said: "I'm in the early stage of spiritual level, but I still can't speak.

When you said that, I suddenly looked forward to it.

You also said that she will transform into a human form in the future.

At what state can one transform? "

Yi Yan: (｡ŏ_ŏ) Let’s go to bed, we can’t talk anymore.

…

The next morning.

Yi Yan got up early and took Fan Kaibei out to buy a house.

Fan Kaibei was dissatisfied with getting up so early, rubbed his eyes and said dissatisfied:

"Qianlong Town has arranged accommodation for instructors. It's a two-bedroom suite. What else do you want to buy?"

"I plan to bring my parents and Xiaoyun here." Yi Yan got on Fan Kaibei's new Bentley and said:

"It's been almost a month since the Lingyun dimension was opened. Dragons and snakes are mixed there, and I'm afraid something might happen to them."

Yi Yan had never thought about whether the secret enemy would deal with his family.

But he had future emails in hand and could foresee the crisis, so he didn't panic.

So far, except for Yuan Weida's plans to kill his family several times in the future, there have been no other accidents.

Are you treating me as a driver... Fan Kaibei got into the car with a sullen mouth, started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and felt the pressure on his back:

"Xiaoyun is coming too? Then she has to transfer to another school. Where do you plan to buy your house?"

Yi Yan and Fan Kaibei were classmates in elementary school, and his hometown was in the countryside near Jiazhou Prefecture.

Fan Kaibei, Yi Yan's family member, also knew Yi Yan. When he was a child, Yi Yan often took him to the village to catch fish and birds, and go up mountains and rivers.

When he thought of this, Yi Yan remembered that he had not yet settled the diploma issue he had promised his father.

So he hurriedly called Weng Nanny Tong and explained his difficulties and small request.

Weng Nanny Tong is a qualified nanny with professional ethics and dedication.

This small requirement must naturally be met.

“There have been two disappearances at Daxia University of Science and Technology recently.

It was suspected to be a professional crime. I also sent people to investigate, but there were no clues.

Just in time, you go undercover... No, I will transfer you to another school and you can go to class for a few days.

Get familiar with the school environment and see if you can find any clues.

I will take care of your sister's matter as soon as possible. "

(￣∠￣)ﾉWhat else can Yi Yan say?

Call him cunning? Sophisticated? Is being too old to die a thief?

He always felt that he was at a disadvantage, but Yi Yan had no evidence.

His character is "It is his honor to win glory for Qianlong". How can he argue with Mayor Weng about such a trivial matter?

"No problem, I will definitely solve this matter for you." Yi Yan promised, patting his chest.