Outside the mountain gate is the world of mortals.
Zhang Luchen clutched the thirty yuan and eighty cents and an ID card handed over by her master, and hugged the oily fire stick and cried without tears.
"Master, when I go down the mountain these days, at least give me a smartphone!"
The old Taoist yawned: "What kind of mobile phone do you want? Your eyes are faster than 5G or 6G. Go ahead. Once the worldly fate is over, you can realize the great road."
It wasn't until Zhang Luchen was squatting on the side of the road, stirring a bowl of instant noodles with a fire stick, and completing the commission of "reprimanding unfilial sons through dreams" for a certain unnamed ghost uncle, that he paid twenty yuan for his hard work and time, that he finally thought about it.
Could it be that Master's so-called "destiny in this world" meant that he was allowed to open a... Consulting firm for Yin and Yang affairs in this rolling mortal world?
"Set a small goal first," he gnawed on the ham sausage, looking at the bright and turbid lights of the city, and sighed, "For example, give this fire stick a gold rim?"
He didn't expect that the first "big client" to come to his door would be the legendary cold-blooded female CEO in that city.
And behind her, there followed a long list of troubles that even Zhang Luchen felt a toothache from looking at.
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It seemed ordinary at first, but slowly and step by step, as the story developed, it became interesting. The more you go on, the more you like it.
It seemed ordinary at first, but slowly and step by step, as the story developed, it became interesting. The more you go on, the more you like it.