He Is Obviously an Earthly Immortal, but He Just Likes to Make Money.

My name is Zhao Qingyue, a former advertising agent who was burdened by mortgage loans. My new boss, Xiao Xiaowei, is an earthly immortal who has lived for thousands of years. She can stop time with a finger, and can make ghosts fly away by stamping her feet. But her biggest hobby is grabbing discounted potatoes for 99 cents a pound in community group buying groups. Since I followed her, my world view has been shattered every day: Others rely on talismans and mahogany swords to drive away ghosts, but she relies on scaring them to drive away ghosts, and even scares them into a puddle of juice; Others who seek immortality ask, "She became an immortal in order to develop real estate in the underworld and also engage in lottery for house purchase;" In order to pay off the debt, I was forced to sign a contract of prostitution and became the chief wage earner of this unscrupulous god. From then on, my work included but was not limited to: explaining the housing type for the ghost painting PPT, helping the zombies to modify the scripts and forcibly insert advertisements, and formulating KPI assessment plans for the ancient gods... I asked the boss, as an immortal, shouldn't you regard money as dirt? She rolled her eyes at me: "What do you know? Those who cannot afford to kneel in the Temple of Wealth are gods. I am responding to the call of heaven and actively generating income."