古董下山 (ENGLISH: Old Fogey Goes Down The Mountain)

Chapter 21 - You Bastard! You dare bring your lover back home!

The little fat ghost realized he had exposed something and quickly covered his mouth.

Tuan JieYi was dumbstruck: "Oh fuck, are y'all gonna be okay? What kind of illegal company are you running? Unprofessional employees, tax evasion and daily harassment of female customers?"

The little chubby ghost sobbed.

Tuan JieYi asked again: "So have you gotten a business license yet?"

After a while without receiving an answer, he drew a realization: "So it was still operating without a license....."

Little chubby ghost: "......."

No matter how you look at it, it's definitely a shady business.

But how could a rat pack of wild ghosts have any business experience? What's more, with the times rapidly changing, ghosts of their age being able to come up with an online marketing scheme is already pretty impressive. It should be noted that there are a number of aunts and uncles in the group from the early 19th century Republic of China. The little chubby ghost felt aggrieved: "I really didn't know how to deal with these things, and the license too, and the salary here isn't very high. Usually everyone introduces people to each other, who knows where this thing got mixed in...."

Tuan JieYi had recently turned over a lot of knowledge and felt that he had made leaps and bounds with his business planning. He couldn't help but marvel at this chaotic attempt at managing a company. Then he heard the young man named Lu Que speak frostily: "You reside in such an ominous location, frequented by nothing but homeless ghosts and wild spirits. Even if you didn't voluntarily look for them, those shadowy presences will still be lured here and you still think it's strange?"

The little chubby ghost's eyes opened and he immediately started to worry. If it's really like this person says, could the future of this haunted house business could be in jeopardy ah? They've only been in business for a month and they already had an incident. What if next time the victim was an old grandpa or grandma, possibly the lawsuit alone will make the whole team lose their homes.

He hung his head, discouraged: "Then what should we do? This was never asked in the questionnaire of the last marketing survey. Starting a business is so hard."

He then suddenly remembered something. His eyes sparkled brightly as he looked towards the seemingly most knowledgeable Lu Que: "M-Master, you know how to catch ghosts, right? Perhaps you can help us set us up with a trick?"

Lu Que, who for the first time, was requested by a ghost: "......"

Tuan JieYi asked in surprise: "You still want to keep this haunted house open?!"

The little chubby ghost thought the answer was obvious. "Well of course ah, we already invested the money. A lot of funds were put in for the interior design and online search ads! We have to at least break even."

At this time, WeiXi finished eating the last ghost leg and burped, still unsatisfied, raised his head.

The little chubby ghost instantly trembled and like a quail shrinked his head backward, afraid of becoming his next round of italian pasta.

WeiXi ignored him. If he wasn't even allowed to eat this one, what's the use of it being so fat? Even the sight made him angry.

On the contrary, he was more interested in Lu Que who was beside him. After all, not only did he not try to stop him from eating, he also did not try to steal his food. And most importantly, the man's body was overflowing with yang energy. It was almost too enticing.

He thought about it backwards and forwards. This person not only knew how to fight but also wasn't greedy. He probably wasn't easy to subdue and so WeiXi simply asked: "Do you belong to a sect?"