My brother is so cunning.

Five days have passed, but the booming business predicted by the boss has not happened at all, and the market is still quite sluggish.

In the entire market, except for Baiweilou and Wuyinfang, which had customers, the other shops didn't even sell half of their products.

The dishes at Baiweilou are indeed delicious. The daily staff meals are delivered there. Cheng Ziwei and Li Yu enjoyed every meal that was extremely delicious.

But even if the dishes are delicious, since the ingredients are not high-grade spiritual animal meat or spiritual plants, the price is not expensive and the profit is not high. The same is true for Wuyinfang. Although the music is moving, the money they earn is only tea and snacks and dried fruits.

Business has been bad, and Boss Wen's condition seems to be getting worse day by day.

Today, the third day, Cheng Ziwei sat at the counter, frowning and looking at Wen Rui, who was lying in a large shape in the store, and she was a little suspicious of whether this person had been snatched away.

He was clearly a well-behaved and calm person before, but when he was drunk, he talked nonsense and acted like crazy.

Wen Rui was so drunk that even though he was too drunk to get up, he kept pouring wine into his stomach while lying on the ground.

"I look toward the bright moon with my heart, but the bright moon shines in the ditch! Why are everyone so principled?"

"Not a single one was successful. This month's KPI is useless again. The immunity of the Hell Experience Card is gone. It's gone!"

"Why do disciples who join the religion need to undergo a character evaluation? They say they should learn from their failures and not randomly add people to make up for the loss. This was not the case in those days when the Jiejiao recruitment standards were adopted!"

…

It seems that he has suffered a big blow, which seems to be related to his recent failure in luring employees into religious education.

Although Cheng Ziwei didn't understand why he was so distressed, she couldn't help but feel a little sympathy when she saw his miserable drunken appearance.

Using the tea set on the counter to make a cup of hot tea, the girl came to Wen Rui with the tea, squatted down and handed the teacup to his mouth.

"Boss, have a cup of tea to wake up."

Wen Rui opened his groggy eyes, looked at her face clearly, and said, "It's Xiaowei. Xiaowei, I'll give you one million, can you join the Jiejiao?"

The girl rolled her eyes at him, shook her head and said, "Boss, stop talking drunken words, don't say..."

"Where's five million? I'm serious, and you know I can afford it!"

"Uh..." Cheng Ziwei couldn't help but pause, but she quickly woke up from the temptation and shook her head more decisively: "No!"

The kind master who treated her like a daughter, the fellow disciples and sisters who lived happily together like a family, cannot be exchanged for a mere spiritual stone.

Wen Rui sighed deeply, shook his head helplessly, and whispered: "Jarvis, control the nanorobot to remove alcohol from my body."

After this order was given, his blurred drunken eyes immediately became clear, and the strong odor of alcohol dissipated from his body.

Cheng Ziwei didn't understand what happened, and guessed that she had cast a hangover spell secretly taught by Jie Jiao.

Wen Rui, who had sobered up, had sharp eyes. He looked at the female monk, as if he was thinking about something, and muttered in a low voice: "Only gentlemen are allowed to be recruited. There is no way out. Gentlemen can be bullied..."

"Boss, the look you are looking at me is a little scary. What are you talking about?" The girl who felt a chill couldn't help but take a step back.

"Xiaowei, I have a question to ask you. It's not a difficult question. You just need to follow your heart and tell the truth."

"Well, you can ask, don't ask me weird questions..."

"Suppose there is someone you care about very much, and he is killed or poisoned. In short, his life hangs on a thread."

Although Wen Rui's tone was kind and soothing, Cheng Ziwei sounded eerie.

"Only I can save that person. If I don't take action, he will be dead. But the condition for me to take action is that you join Jiejiao. How do you choose?"

"Eh? Eh!"

The female monk was confused. Although she had little experience, she was not a fool. She heard something very bad from this question.

"You can't mess around! What are you going to do to my relatives and friends?"

Wen Rui quickly waved his hand and said: "You seem to have misunderstood. This is not a threat. I can swear an oath from my inner demons that I will never take action against your relatives and friends just to force you to join the Jie Cult."

After swearing an oath to appease the panicked girl, Wen Rui continued to explain: "It's just an idea. I have mastered many of the Jie Cult's unique secret methods of saving people. When you encounter difficulties, you can come to me for help. You can’t blame me for taking advantage of others’ danger.”

Cheng Ziwei frowned and said angrily: "You all know that you are taking advantage of people's danger, using family ties to force people into religion, it's too despicable!"

"Are you despicable?" Wen Rui looked confused: "I don't owe you anything, so why should I help you? Do you think I'm the kind of person who likes to make selfless sacrifices? What did the Human Sect do to me in the Battle of the Gods? It would be very generous of me not to retaliate against you people's religious believers for adding insult to injury."

At this point, he spread his hands: "Speaking of character and principles, Jie Jiao people only help Jie Jiao people. This is also a matter of principle. I think it is fair. The choice lies with you, not with me."

"You...this, isn't..."

Cheng Ziwei was speechless for a moment and really didn't know how to organize her words to refute Wen Rui's fallacies.

She thought about it carefully, if her master was poisoned and dying, only Wen Rui could save him. Even if he refused to save him, there would be nothing to blame. After all, they were not disciples of the same religion, and they had no obligation to rescue at all, let alone Five Hundred The two sides were still enemies a few years ago.

This is like asking a Taoist priest to save his life when an evil spirit is injured. It would be fine if the other party does not kill the evil spirit. How can you morally kidnap the Taoist priest and refuse to save him?

Then the choice is really only in my hands. Should I stick to my principles and watch my master, who is like a father to me, die, or abandon my principles and defect to Jiejiao to save my master’s life?

"Don't talk about this and that, be honest. If this is the case, what would you choose?"

"I, I would agree to join Jiejiao..."

Wen Rui was delighted and waved his fist at the air: "Great, such a good idea, why didn't I think of it before?"

His depressed mood suddenly took a 180-degree turn. He paced back and forth excitedly, muttering: "Jarvis, notify the Chamber of Commerce to spread the news. If there are disciples of the various sects of the Human Religion who are willing to sacrifice themselves to save their relatives and friends, as long as they are willing to swear to defect to Jiejiao, I, Wen Rui, will do my best to help and keep his relatives and friends safe!"

He rubbed his hands and muttered happily: "I must spread my name, 'Timely Rain' Wen Rui, throughout the world. I can recruit disciples with good character and save people to accumulate merits. It's really the best of both worlds!"

Good mood will not appear out of thin air, it will only transfer.

Cheng Ziwei was in a bad mood, with a heavy and extremely depressed heart, just like Wen Rui who was depressed and drunk just now.

She felt as if she had accidentally opened a magic box and released a lot of bad things.

"Timely Rain" Wen Rui?

This rain is not a good rain, it is a rain of betrayal. Whoever falls on it will be considered a traitor to the human religion.

A disciple who is willing to save others and sacrifice himself voluntarily, such a disciple's character will never be bad, but he has to betray the human religion in a dilemma. If he insists on his principles and refuses to betray the religion, and watches his master or fellow disciples die, how will he deal with himself in the sect in the future?

The guilt and remorse alone can destroy the pure heart of a vigorous person.

This is simply digging at the foundation of the human religion, and digging at the aorta!

Wen Rui also noticed the change in Cheng Ziwei's expression. As if he thought of something, he waved his hand and said, "Jarvis, temporary project Ziwei has made meritorious advice. Give her a bonus of 100,000 spirit stones, and pay it together when the next salary is settled!"

"Who advised? I don't want the bonus!"

The girl screamed in fear and ran away.