I open a supermarket with strange rules

There was silence inside the door for ten minutes.

Outside the door, Zhao Xiyue danced for ten minutes.

She actually can't dance, but she has a good memory. This Dai dance was once all the rage on the Internet. She watched it several times and found it interesting, so she memorized it.

The dance lasted less than three minutes, but that was okay, she could dance freely.

At the stairs, looking at the crazy and stiff dancing posture, the left protector asked sincerely, "This is definitely not a symptom of contamination from our company, it must have been brought over from other strange stories.

It is disgraceful, it is disgraceful. "

There was undisguised disdain in the left protector's eyes.

The right protector smiled softly, "You have a bad memory, don't you remember the rules of knocking?"

The left protector frowned, recalling the rule from the edge of his mind, and asked in confusion, "She is breaking the rules? She thinks she has lived too long and wants to die?"

The right protector said nothing, but the Buddhist beads in his hand were spinning rapidly.

At the door, Zhao Xiyue was so tired of jumping that a deep voice came from inside the door, "Come in."

Come on in, three words.

Rule 2: You can only open the door after you hear the response and say "come in".

Zhao Xiyue sat down directly on the spot. Although her physical fitness had improved a lot, it was still relatively weak. Such a high-intensity Dai dance was somewhat too much for her to bear.

After sitting for more than ten minutes, my sweat stopped and finally I heard a sound from inside the door again.

"Come in."

The voice sounded extremely old, and was completely different from the previous one.

Zhao Xiyue recalled the rules in her mind before pushing open the door in front of her.

Unexpectedly, Boss An turned out to be a little old man with white hair and beard, wearing a well-fitting Tang suit, round-frame glasses on his nose, and holding a book in his hand.

There is a floor-standing incense burner in the corner, and a little smoke slowly floats out. It is made of agarwood.

The boss's office was decorated quite elegantly, with antique decorations and layout. Opposite the desk was a mahogany armchair. Boss An motioned Zhao Xiyue to sit down and slowly turned a page of a book. "I heard you have news about Yu Tu?"

Zhao Xiyue grasped her sleeves nervously, with a hidden greed in her eyes. "Yes, he told me in person. He said he would wait for me there and leave together."

After saying that, she handed the phone to Boss An.

"Oh?" Boss An didn't even look at his phone and said calmly, "Do you know what this fool has stolen?"

On the top floor, it was most likely related to the corpse. But he hadn't left yet, which meant he hadn't succeeded yet and needed to wait.

Wait, could it be that he stole the energy from the relic like her?

The more I think about it, the more likely it seems. No wonder he is still hiding on the top floor. It seems he has evil intentions towards the relic.

Speaking of which, to unlock the seal of the evil god in Wen Ruoshui's body, these gods' remains are needed.

The top floor is bustling with activity.

"Didn't he steal the company secrets?" Zhao Xiyue was so nervous that she began to tremble and spoke incoherently, "He and I are not in the same group. We broke up a long time ago. The dealers on the third floor all know it."

"Boss, I am loyal to you."

"Loyal and devoted." Boss An put down the book in his hand as if he had heard a joke, and tapped the table with his fingers. "I know the news. What reward do you want?"

"Well, the notice said there were 10 greenbacks..."

"Of course the money is for you." Boss An laughed and beguiled, "I'm asking, is there anything else you want?"

Zhao Xiyue glanced at him anxiously, then bravely said, "I, I want to be the manager of the third floor. They said I was ugly and bullied me, so I want to teach them a lesson."

"Okay." Boss An agreed immediately, "From now on, you are the manager of the Las Vegas Club."

Zhao Xiyue was also happy and it worked.

The manager of each floor is responsible for keeping the medium that absorbs desires. This will not allow the Little World Tree to eat its fill!

That idiot Yu Tu is still waiting on the top floor, and soon he will be able to steal energy openly!

Anyway, Yu Tu is there to support us, so we can blame him if we run out of energy.

Boss An picked up the book again, obviously asking her to leave.

But thinking of Rule Six, Zhao Xiyue still nodded and bowed obsequiously, "Boss, although I am a newcomer, I also want to contribute to the company.

Is there anything I need to do? "

Boss An looked up at her and said, "I do have something to do. Please stay and work overtime to clean up my office."

Rule 6: If your boss asks you to stay and work overtime, please repeat the request three times until your boss changes his request.

Zhao Xiyue thought for a moment, then pretended to be hard of hearing and asked again, "Is there anything I can do?"

[Death value +66]

Oops, that rule is wrong!