What should my president do when he encounters non-human beings all the time?

The more the car drove towards Qingyingguan, the colder it became. It only took more than two hours to go from high-rise buildings to fields.

Here it seems that Qingyingguan is the dividing line.There are some low-rise buildings beyond the dividing line, and dozens of stories of buildings can be seen from a distance.Beyond the dividing line are some fields, and people are still planting.

"Brother Meng, it's time for your car to be repaired." Zhuge Zhong saw the oil dial plummeting all the way from Meng Haofeng's passenger seat, and worried whether he would be able to get back.

Meng Haofeng smiled and said: "It's an antique for ten years, don't worry, I will take it and repair it."

The two arrived at the entrance of Qingying Temple, and the Taoist temple thoughtfully put a parking space sign at the door.

After the car was parked in place, I found that there were many cars at the door, and there were many good cars.

When the two entered the Taoist temple, more people came to offer incense than expected. Six or seven old people prayed to God for their future, and there were a few young people who should be their family members to accompany them.

If you listen carefully, you can hear young people dissuading their grandparents from spending money on superstitious beliefs, and grandparents tell them to shut up and stop offending the gods.

Others include middle-aged women who just pay their respects and leave.

The scale of the Qingying Temple is not large, but there are many Taoist priests, and there are special staff to receive people who are consulting.

When the two entered the door, a Taoist priest was waiting beside them to see what they wanted.

Pretending to be a layman, Zhuge Zhong lit the incense and bowed casually: "I hope Master Sanqing can help me get rid of my annoying roommate."

The Taoist went up to talk to Zhuge Zhong: "Benefactor, don't have the intention of harming others."

Zhuge Zhong pretended to be helpless and looked at the Taoist priest: "But I really have no choice. My roommate often steals from me, and even falsely accuses me of stealing from other roommates. I want to report the case, but the amount is too small to file a case. I told the teacher, and the counselor told me to endure it, asking me to endure it for another three years, I was so uncomfortable."

The Taoist listened and said: "Benefactor, I feel the same for the poor Taoist. This kind of person who ignores other people's feelings and inflicts harm on others will go to hell after death."

"But we are still young, we will definitely not die before graduating from university, how can we bear it." Zhuge Zhong followed the Taoist's words, and he found that the Taoist was leading him to do irrational things.

The Taoist wanted to say something that should not be known to others, so he turned to look at Meng Haofeng and asked, "Is this benefactor yours?"

"He's my elder brother. He hasn't studied in college, and he doesn't know what to do." Zhuge Zhong sighed.

"Yeah, I don't know if the gods in the temple can help my brother. I'm just a brick-and-mortar worker, and I don't know how to deal with my brother being bullied at school." Meng Haofeng also acted.

The Taoist didn't guide down, but checked whether he could really make up his mind: "Can't you just leave the dormitory?"

Zhuge Zhongxian wrote: "No, we force those who live on campus, and the teacher will roll their names every night."

"If the school is not so strict, I can pay for my brother to move outside." Meng Haofeng said.

"What's your name, Taoist priest? Can you do anything?" Zhuge Zhong looked at the Taoist priest imploringly, his delicate eyes looked at him with watery eyes.

Taoist priests of course don't take this kind of thing. In his heart covered by lard, he only has calculations and gains and losses: "My surname is Wang. There are ways, but the cost is a bit high."

Meng Haofeng said: "It's okay, if Daoist Wang can help my brother solve that person, I'm willing to give as much as I want."

The Taoist estimated that the cost of this order is actually not high, and now the wages of the brick movers can also be paid, and it is good to earn some oil and water: "Well, I can help you with your work, and you give me his birth date."

Zhuge Zhong said: "Huh? I don't know his horoscope, so you wait for me to look it up and bring it to you when I go back."

"Yes, but you have to give me a deposit of 5000 yuan, so that I can save time to do things for you." The Taoist asked for the money first.

"But we don't know if you are really capable. It's not safe to pay first." Meng Haofeng questioned and said, "Brother, let's go, I don't think it's reliable."

Seeing this, the Taoist said: "I can prove it to you, follow me to the inner room."

The two walked into the room curiously. Meng Haofeng found an inconspicuous corner and pasted up the bug. He suspected that this might be a place often used by the other party for black transactions.

It was a utility room where some incense was placed. The Taoist took out cow’s tears, put a drop in his own eye and then gave it to them. Let him have two drops. Both of them could see ghosts directly. He only pretended to drop a drop. Cover each other.

The Taoist found a harmonica, and after playing it, black smoke came out of the harmonica, and the black smoke condensed into a poisonous snake.

This poisonous snake is like a combination of the characteristics of various snakes, with patterns overlapping patterns.In addition to a pair of eyes like ordinary snakes, there is also a pair of eyes on the top of the head, twisting the body constantly, looking very evil.

"What is this?" Zhuge Zhong pretended to be terrified and curious.

"This is the soul-eating snake I raised. I can use the horoscope of that person's birthday to attract the snake to eat that person." The Taoist said with a proud smile.

Zhuge Zhong was a little displeased with this kind of sorcery, Meng Haofeng pulled his sleeve pretending to be afraid and said, "Brother, do you want to use it?"

"It took me more than ten years to raise this snake. Is it not expensive to charge fifty thousand for one use?" The Taoist smiled sinisterly.

The small space in the utility room made people uncomfortable, and seeing this thing seemed to bite him; under the emotion of fear, he wanted to get out quickly, so he naturally agreed to everything.

"Okay, Daoist, please." Zhuge Zhong said with a trembling voice, his face pale with fright.

Meng Haofeng immediately said: "Master Taoist, I will transfer the money to you."

The Taoist smiled triumphantly and said, "Just transfer it to the public account of our Taoist temple. It is your charity. After the full amount arrives, we will issue you a charity certificate." He thought, the students are indeed older than the old men outside. My wife is easy to cheat, but it's a pity that I don't have enough money.

Meng Haofeng took out his mobile phone to transfer money, he was reluctant to let the child not be caught by a wolf.

Meng Haofeng, who had a look of pain for his own money, and Zhuge Zhong, who looked a little stunned, were sent out by the Taoist priest.

"Are you alright? Brother Meng?" Zhuge Zhong asked concerned when he saw Meng Haofeng's genuine pain for Qian.

"It's okay, isn't it just a month's salary, it's no big deal." Meng Haofeng said openly, but the expression on his face still betrayed him.

At this time, Zhuge Zhong found an opportunity, and threw an olive branch: "Brother Meng, you can go to my studio. The commission fee for a commission is very high. Now I am still in school, and I don't have much thought about it. If you come, we will share [-]-[-]."

"Don't talk about it," Meng Haofeng thumped his chest, straightened his wavering mentality, and recruited Zhuge Zhong instead, "My job is still a civil servant, stable, come if you want, the department recruits new people all the year round."

Zhuge Zhong said: "Huh? This old Chu didn't tell me, but your salary as a civil servant is quite good. But it's still a bit less compared to my commission fee."

"Come on, you will be the first to know the secrets of all cases about defending your family and the country. Solving old cases gives you a strong sense of accomplishment." Meng Haofeng said.

In this round, no one could convince anyone, so the two stopped their flags and drums, went to the hotel to rest, and went to the backyard after the Taoist priests were asleep in the middle of the night.

While waiting, Chu Shengjiang sent a message to ask about the progress.

Zhuge Zhong: The progress is going well so far. Their process is to transfer money to the public account. The Taoist priest who ran away must have charged the same fee.

Chu Shengjiang: That's good, Officer Meng, can you check who has dealt with their public accounts?

Meng Haofeng: Yes, but it is a bit troublesome for me to live here, and it will not be very fast.You ask your boss if there is any way.

Chu Shengjiang: Good.

Chu Shengjiang, who had been meditating on the bed for a day, got up and found that he hadn't done his homework for too long and couldn't get used to cross-legged, so he limped downstairs to find Zhao Qianyuan in the lobby.

"Boss, Police Officer Meng sent us the public account of the Taoist priest's collection, shall we check it?" Chu Shengjiang said, patted his calf to let it relax, and then leaned on the sofa.

Zhao Qianyuan was reading a magazine while waiting for dinner: "Well, give me the information, and the assistant will check."

"Boss, what book are you reading?" Chu Shengjiang approached Zhao Qianyuan curiously.

"Financial magazine, this issue has interviews with celebrities I like." Zhao Qianyuan took out some books and showed them to Chu Shengjiang.

Does the boss have an idol too?Chu Shengjiang was very curious. After reading a page, he turned over and found that the celebrity was a middle-aged uncle.

He should have thought of it when he saw that the uncle's interview was very in-depth.Both are called magazines, and gossip and finance and economics are completely irrelevant.Suddenly, this analogy felt very similar to myself and the president. It seemed that studying finance and economics was urgent, and Chu Shengjiang's thoughts ran a long way.

Seeing that Chu Shengjiang couldn't look away after seeing this page, Zhao Qianyuan asked, "Why did you look at his photo for so long?"

Chu Shengjiang said with a dry smile: "This middle-aged uncle is quite handsome." He quickly turned another page to hide his daze.

Zhao Qianyuan looked at Chu Shengjiang and then at the magazine, frowned and said, "You don't have an Electra complex, do you?"

Chu Shengjiang: "Huh?"

"You're not interested in finances either. Let's read something else. I ordered some entertainment magazines at home, and they're here today." Zhao Qianyuan pulled the magazines back to him.

Chu Shengjiang got up and went to the magazine rack. Sure enough, there was a lot of entertainment, gossip, design and decoration.

It seems that I can't pretend that I like finance and economics, the boss already knows what kind of things I like.Chu Shengjiang felt a little pity that the plan he didn't pay for died.

He pulled out a magazine with Tian Guo on the cover.

"Boss, look, the one next to Tian Guo is my friend. Since he became an assistant, I never reply to nine out of ten messages I send him. He is very busy." Chu Shengjiang opened the inside of the magazine and showed it to Zhao Qianyuan.

Zhao Qianyuan glanced at him: "I met him on the set a few days ago on a business trip, and he is very capable."

Chu Shengjiang continued to read with a smile.