I sell lunch boxes in the underworld

Chapter 212 The Underworld’s Treasury is Depleted?

The ghost in charge of this area saw that Qin Yunie was not very satisfied, and said helplessly.

Qin Yunie naturally knew that this was already a very good house in the underworld. After all, other houses in the underworld were worse.

Then the image of the King of Hell's house appeared in her mind, and she suddenly understood why she had always felt that something was not going well.

Because she subconsciously knew that she had seen better houses in the eyes of the King of Hell, so she felt that these houses always lacked something.

Qin Yunie suddenly remembered that the King of Hell had said that he could leave her a house in Xiangshan. She wondered if it still counted?

Although it is a bit remote, the house is really nice and the environment there is also good.

At that time, she thought it was too far and knew that the house would definitely not be cheap, so she didn't include it in her plan at the beginning. But after looking around, she felt that this place was still the best.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Brother Ghost Messenger, how much is the house price in Xiangshan?"

The ghost messenger in charge of the property heard her question and was somewhat shocked when he subconsciously asked, "What are you asking about?"

Qin Yunie pursed her lips and said, "Xiangshan, that's where the King of Hell lives."

The ghost messenger in charge of real estate: "The house over there is not for sale."

Now it was Qin Yunie who was shocked.

Not for sale?

So, did the King of Hell say that he could leave a house for him there?

Perhaps it was because her expression was too easy to understand, and the news that the King of Hell personally went to Qin Yunie's restaurant to open and gave away so many night pearls had spread too widely, so the ghost in charge of real estate also knew that she had a special relationship with the King of Hell.

So he said, "I don't manage the house over there. If you want to buy it, you can ask the King of Hell."

Hearing his words, Qin Yunie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that she had not been in contact with the King of Hell for some time.

Qin Yunie nodded. "Okay, then I'll ask the King of Hell later if I can keep these sets for myself. If I can't buy them at Xiangshan, I'll pick one from these."

The ghost officer in charge of the property nodded without hesitation, "That's no problem. Not many ghosts would buy a house this big. First, the price is too high, and second, unless there's a large population, no ghost would buy one this big."

Qin Yunie smiled and said, "Thank you very much. Please accompany me for a trip."

The ghost messenger in charge of the property said: "You're welcome. This is what I should do."

After the ghost in charge of real estate left, Qin Yunie took out his mobile phone, found the VX account of the King of Hell, and saw that their chat content was still stuck on the last time.

After hesitating for a while, Qin Yunie still did not send it out, and finally went straight home.

Jian Er heard the voice and looked at her face for a moment before asking, "Are you worried about something?"

Qin Yunie was startled by his sudden voice, then realized what he was asking, looked at him puzzled and asked, "How do you know?"

Jian Er: "Your expression told me that. If you want, you can tell me."

Perhaps it was because of his serious and sincere expression that Qin Yunie was silent for a while. She then said, "There's a friend I haven't contacted for a while, but I need to ask him something. No, I should say I might need his help. I feel like this is not a good thing, so I'm a little hesitant to bring it up. I don't contact him when I have nothing to do, but when I do, I ask him for help. He's not my relative, so I have no obligation to help him."

As she spoke later, Qin Yunie became more and more aware that she seemed to have taken it for granted before.

Jian Er: "Have you ever thought that maybe the other party would like you to ask him for help?"

Qin Yunie subconsciously retorted: "How is that possible? Who likes trouble?"

"You haven't even asked, so how do you know he doesn't want you to ask him for help?"

Qin Yunie was almost misled by his words, but after a moment, she shook her head and said, "That's not accurate. Everyone has selfish motives. If there's no profit to be made, why would they be willing to ask you for help?"

This is the experience she has gained from two lifetimes: interests are always the most solid relationship.

As long as it is profitable, opponents can become teammates.

But Qin Yunie felt that it was unlikely that someone would be happy to be asked for help, or he might have other intentions.

But she didn't seem to have anything to please the King of Hell, so we can only say that she has a kind heart and is not one of the types she mentioned.

Jian Er gave Qin Yunie a suggestion, "No matter what we say, it won't be accurate. So, you can send what you want to ask to the other party and see his attitude. If he is really reluctant, you can feel it even through the screen."

Qin Yunie shook her head. "Forget it, let's just forget about it. The shows I went to see today were actually pretty good. I'll go back to my room first. Thank you for chatting with me."

Jian Er said calmly with no expression on his face, "There's nothing I can do for you."

Qin Yunie smiled and said, "It's different. Before, I was alone when I came back, and there was no one to talk to. So, it seems that it's okay for you to live here. It's like having an extra roommate."

During this period of contact, Jian Er did not have those bad habits of boys. He loved cleanliness, did not swear, was not a shrew, did not cross the line in any way, and often helped her. He did not play games or watch female anchors, did not smoke or drink, and had a regular schedule. At most, he would watch the TV series recommended to him by Qin Yunie. If he did not look to be in his twenties, he would look like an old cadre.

I don’t know if he forgot or if it was always like this.

Jian Er chuckled, "Then I'll assume that you're letting me stay."

Qin Yunie also joked, "You're dreaming, but I don't live here for nothing."

Jian Er said seriously, "I don't know what Boss Qin can do for me. I can do anything. I don't need a salary, just food and lodging."

"Not yet." She thought about it and it seemed that there was really nothing she needed to do.

Jian Er sighed, "That's a pity."

Qin Yunie was amused by him.

What she didn't expect was that the next day, she received a message from the ghost messenger in charge of real estate: [There is a property for sale in Xiangshan, Boss Qin, do you want it?]

Qin Yunie was stunned when she received this message as soon as she turned on her phone.

Didn't he say last night that Xiangshan wasn't for sale? And wasn't he responsible for Xiangshan?

How come your tone changed in just one night?

Qin Yunie replied carefully: [Is the Xiangshan house sure to be sold?]

The ghost in charge of real estate was actually a bit puzzled. He received a sudden notice last night saying that the underworld’s treasury was short of money and some properties were to be sold, including the house in Xiangshan.

When he saw that the treasury of the underworld was empty, he almost vomited. Anywhere could be empty, but the treasury of the underworld could never be empty.

This is obviously an excuse!