items cost spirit money in the underworld, and they're very expensive! Here in this village, things can be enjoyed without spending spirit money. Which ghost could possibly resist thatAnd in order to...Watching Li Wenlin walk back, he was so happy that his feet were skipping. Yang Fan sighed wistfully.

In the evening, Yang Fan received a transfer from Li Kangping on WeChat. He sent it to her in three separate transfers, each amounting to 50,000 yuan.

This included the money for his amulet, the money Yang Fan charged him for calculating his fortune, and the money Yang Fan gave to Xu's grandmother for the peace talisman.

Yang Fan took the 50,000 yuan for the amulet, but she didn't take the other 100,000 yuan. She directly returned it to him and sent a message saying that it was her gift to Xu Grandma and their family, and she didn't want any money.

That piece of paper was considered her daily payment for eating at Granny Xu's house.

The one from back then, the fortune telling card, was also given to him by her, for free.

After Li Kangping finished sending the message, Yang Fan put his phone away and charged it.

Li Kangping, facing her message, couldn't stop feeling that Yang Fan was a good person.

Another 50,000 yuan has been deposited, adding to the over 50,000 yuan that was left before. Yang Fan now has over 100,000 yuan remaining.

More than ten thousand yuan is enough for two years' rent, but she wanted to rent for five years at once, that would be 250,000 yuan, and she would have to sell a few more talisman papers.

And I must definitely buy a tricycle tomorrow! Carrying a knapsack is so inconvenient.

Yang Fan moved the unsold loquats back to the courier warehouse from the daytime market. He planned to give those two ghosts who worked for him the remaining loquats as a treat.

She doesn't know what the salary at this Huangquan Station is yet, so consider this payment for their work helping her.

At eleven o'clock at night, the underworld gate opened on time again. Compared to the crowded scene last night, only Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi, two ghosts who came to work, came out today.

Yang Fan looked at the two ghosts behind them, with nothing behind them. "Where are the other ghosts Why only the two of you came out today"

Liang Zishu spread his hands and shrugged, "They're all afraid to do the work, so they didn't come."

Yang Fan glanced at the piles of packages behind him, "It's fine, they'll be here eventually."

With so many deliveries, there's bound to be something fishy going on.

Yang Fan pointed to the half basket of loquats beside him and said, "Eat these loquats."

The two ghosts looked at each other in astonishment, "This is what they've been feeding us!"

To know, before they came out to steal fruits and vegetables because the number of times they came out was less, and their strength was relatively weak, they couldn't fight against other ghosts, each time they could eat one or two spirit fruits it was already very good.

Now they're giving them so many spirit fruits to eat! They must be dreaming, right

Look at the spiritual energy on these fruits. Just looking at them makes their mouths water uncontrollably.

"Well, you guys take these," Yang Fan said as he sat cross-legged on his gaming chair with his eyes closed, "No ghosts are coming to pick up deliveries tonight, so both of you go help me clear the weeds on the mountain."

Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishou nodded furiously, "Good!"

As long as you give them spirit fruits, let them do whatever they want!

Two people carried their backpack of loquats up the mountain, planning to work and eat as they went.

Liang Zishu gave Jian Xiangdi a delighted look and said, "Kid brother, you're right again! This job is really great!"

Not only can I come out to play from the underworld every day, but I can also eat so many spirit fruits without having to fight with other ghosts. It's simply too blissful!

Jian Xiangdi hadn't expected such a perk. He had only thought about being able to go out and move every day. A childish expression, matching his young appearance, rarely appeared on his innocent face.

"Am I right, this job is great, isn't it"

"Super good, Brother Xiaohua you're amazing!"

The voices of the two ghosts grew fainter and fainter as Yang Fan listened, sighing inwardly. They truly hadn't eaten anything good. Thinking back to her own time, she remembered how abundant the spiritual energy was; around Sanqing Mountain, there were spirit fruits and spirit plants everywhere.

She used to eat spirit fruit for food, unlike now where the air is filled with the smell of car exhaust and all sorts of indescribable odors.

When the two ghosts left, Yang Fan sat alone in the warehouse, meditating. At some point, his computer started making constant 'di-di-di' notification sounds.

Yang Fan stopped his meditation and completely ignored the notification sound coming from his computer.

Then the phone on the computer suddenly rang.

They lived a good life, prosperous and joyful, catching up with the good times and happy years...

The ringtone of the "Joyful Harvest" DJ version echoed in the quiet warehouse, and the sound gradually grew louder.

Are you crazy Calling people in the middle of the night.

Yang Fan's eyebrows jumped twice, she opened her eyes, her gaze filled with displeasure at being suddenly disturbed. She slid her chair to the side of the phone and picked it up, "Hello, who is this"

A clear and pleasant male voice came from the phone, "May I speak with Yang Fan, Station Master"

Yang Fan is a voice-control freak. A pleasant voice instantly eased some of the displeasure in her heart, and her voice became softer as well. "It's me, what's wrong"

"This is the Underworld Complaint Handling Department, employee ID 0421. I've received over twenty complaints and negative reviews about you. Now I need to verify the situation with you."

What is a complaint

Yang Fan frowned, "What complaint"

"A ghost has accused you of exploiting them without reason during your work hours last night. Is this true"

Yang Fan flatly denied it, saying, "That's not true."

"What are the facts"

Yang Fan replied, "The facts are they stole fruit from my house, so I made them pay back with labor!"

0421 remained silent for a few seconds before speaking in a calm voice, "You have no right to order ordinary ghosts to work. This is something you need to know."

And you forcefully closed the passage between the underworld and the station last night, which is also an illegal operation.

They aren't ordinary ghosts, you know. They're the little thieves who stole my fruit. I'm perfectly justified in doing this.

Yang Fan narrowed his eyes dangerously, his voice turning cold. “If you find it inappropriate, I can come over and talk to you face-to-face.”

"By the way, let's talk about how you forcefully bound me to this ghost station."

0421: …Is this a threat

Yang Fan's eyes flashed coldly. She didn't expect these ghosts to dare to sue her. She hadn't even sued them for cheating, and they dared to sue her.

After clearing his throat, he launched into a well-rehearsed spiel.

"Since you've just taken on this role, you might not be familiar with the station rules yet. So, we will hold off on processing this complaint and negative review for now."

"Later, I will send you a detailed list of the station rules. Please take a look and try to avoid similar mistakes in the future."

"What happens if you make a mistake" Yang Fan asked.

"This will affect your performance evaluation and ultimately impact your salary."

Yang Fan asked, "What is my salary"

To this day, she still hasn't figured out the problem.

She calmly replied, "Merit."

Yang Fan turned her head in surprise, looking at the merits floating above the warehouse. They were beyond her ability to absorb.

It turns out that those were Yang Xiwen's merits.

Is it because he died too suddenly and didn't have time to collect his wages

Seeing that she didn't answer, 0421 spoke again, "This complaint has already..."

"I ask you," Yang Fan interrupted him, "how long does it take for deliveries from the yang world to the underworld"

"Delivery on the same day."

"Okay, got it. See you later."

Without giving the other person a chance to speak, she hung up the phone.

Across from 0421: … This jerk job can't be done in a day!s Jian Xiangdi, a deliveryman from Huangquan Express.Xi Jun's gaze was fixed on the black plastic bag in Jian Xiang Di's hands, his eyes burning with intensity. He could sense that the bag contained s...