Chapter 268 - 268: Sign a Contract
Crying Brothers: The Little Sister We Hate Is Actually a Bigshot
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Yang Yun began to distribute the contract papers and watched the ghosts sign them.
However, due to the influence of the female ghost with the smoking pipe, she was much more careful in her actions. She did not want to provoke any ghosts.
âRight! What about the internet?â Yang Yun finally signed the contracts one by one. Before he could heave a sigh of relief, he suddenly thought of this important problem.
âI know of an internet cafe that we can use temporarily.âJi Jing thought for a moment and said.
She was referring to Wang Guâs shop.
However, he didnât know if there were many people in Wang Guâs shop today. Would there be 20 seats? Ji Jing hesitantly sent a message to Wang Gu.
Perhaps it was fate. When Ji Jing sent a message to Wang Gu to ask, she received an unexpected answer.
Wang Gu had just decided to give himself a break today. The internet cafe was closed early. There were no customers in the shop, and all the computers could be used. Wang Gu was faintly excited about what Ji Jing had said.
Perhaps it was because he had seen too many strange things before, but Wang Gu felt that he had become desentized to metaphysics and even wanted to join in.
Wang Gu: If you want to use it, Iâll go to the shop now!
Ji Jing: Thank you!
What a coincidence. The problem that Ji Jing was worried about wasnât a problem at all. Therefore, she simply brought the vast army of wandering ghosts to Wang Guâs internet cafe.
Half an hour later.
âDing! â
It was Wang Gu who hung a wind chime at the entrance of the shop.
In the past, every time a customer entered the door, the wind chime would be knocked. Now, the wind chime sounded one after another, as if customers were coming in one after another. However, Wang Guâs eyes were empty.
âDao⦠Taoist priest, what is this?âWang Gu stared at the windchime that was moving automatically without any wind and the computer that lit up automatically even though no one was operating it. He felt his scalp tingle.
âDonât panic. You can see it if you stick this on your forehead. âJi Jing was stunned for a moment. Then she remembered that Wang Gu was not in the range of the talisman she used just now. She could not see the ghosts. No wonder she was so surprised. She took out another talisman and handed it to wang Gu.
Stick it on? Wang Gu carefully took the talisman. After hesitating for a moment, he still stuck it on his forehead.
A strange world suddenly unfolded before his eyes.
Many figures suddenly appeared at the previously empty door. It was a group of people dressed in strange clothes who were queuing up to enter the internet cafe.
Not to mention the common young people in the internet cafe, there were also men in long robes, women in cheongsams, old men with white beards, and even little girls who were not as tall as the counter in front of Wang Gu!
Was this girl an adult? You canât enter an internet cafe before youâre 16! Wang Gu was stunned. Just as he wanted to stop them, he suddenly realized that these peopleâ¦lt should be a ghost, right?
Underage ghostâ¦Can I enter the internet cafe? Wang Gu stared blankly as the little girl skillfully found a seat and sat down.
âWhatâs wrong? Are you getting used to it?â Ji Jing asked with concern.
âIâm fineâ¦Wang Gu pointed at the little girl and asked, âIs she 16 years old?ââWang Gu, a good citizen, still couldnât resist his law-abiding heart.
Age? Ji Jing was stumped by Wang Guâs question. This was the first time someone had asked about a ghostâs age.
âI was ten years old when I died, but Iâve been dead for thirty years!âThe little girl turned her head and laughed loudly.
âThatâs goodâ¦No, not good!â Wang Gu was a little incoherent. She had passed away before she was ten years old and had already passed away for thirty years, but she had wandered in the human world as a ghost for thirty years. Was this good or bad?
â Hahahahaha!â The little girl was amused by Wang Guâs naivety.
âJust treat her as an ordinary little girl. âJi Jing shook her head helplessly and looked at the noisy Internet Cafe.
The army of ghosts from the cemetery was happily looking for a seat and turning on their computers. He opened the game, either skillfully or unfamiliarly. At this moment, there was no distinction between men and women, old and young. All the ghosts were logging into the game in their own way.
Soon, they encountered all kinds of problems..