The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

Chapter 857 2 Contracts

Jiuling Yuansheng looked completely unconcerned.

Chu Luo frowned.

She stared at Jiuling Yuansheng without saying anything.

Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng, who originally had his chin raised, blinked, "I, Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng, will be your mount, aren't you willing?"

"I am the Nine Spirits Yuansheng! When I roar, I can reach the Three Saints and the Nine Springs below."

"You're still hesitant."

Chu Luo: "You..."

"Don't worry, I don't eat delicious food every time, I can also eat some vegetarian food." Before Chu Luo could say anything, Jiuling Yuansheng hurriedly said, "Eat once a week... once a month! Just let me eat it once a month."

Seeing Jiuling Yuan Sheng's heartbroken reply, Chu Luo slowly spoke, "Senior, you have always wanted to be the Demon King before, don't you want to do it now?"

Jiuling Yuansheng sneered, "I never wanted to be the Demon King. If I hadn't been... I wouldn't have come."

Obviously thinking of something, Jiuling Yuansheng hid some words.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in the Demon King. I'm going to be your mount wholeheartedly now."

As he said that, he immediately transformed into his original form, and the remaining eight heads popped up slowly, and all nine mouths spoke at the same time, "How is it? Isn't it very majestic? Isn't it very powerful?"

"Choose me to be your mount, you won't regret it."

"You are so smart, you should know who my last master was?"

Jiuling Yuan Sheng sputtered a lot of words.

Chu Luo never said anything.

Jiuling Yuan Sheng put away his eight heads in frustration, returned to the hospital bed in frustration, opened the quilt and lay down in it, then picked up the snacks on the bedside and started eating.

Chu Luo: "I don't need a mount."

Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng didn't even raise his head, and said coldly, "Even I, Jiu Ling Yuan Sheng, don't like me, so I don't know what kind of mount you want."

Chu Luo: "Although I don't need a mount, you can work. The money you earn from work should be enough for you to buy what you want to eat."

Jiuling Yuan Sheng snorted coldly, "How much money can you have? Can you let me eat barbecue and crayfish every day? Can you let me eat lamb legs every day?"

jobs!

snort!

How much money can you make from working!

Does the dignified Jiuling Yuansheng still need to work?

No vision!

"With your salary, if you don't buy a house or a car, but only food, you should be able to eat what you want every day!" Chu Luo handed a contract to Jiuling Yuan Sheng.

Jiuling Yuan Sheng sat up suddenly, took the contract, and read it for a while, "I don't understand! But I can ask."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone from nowhere and dialed a number.

When the other party got through, he asked directly, "Salary of 50,000 a month, weekends off, nine to five, performance, and... establishment? What is establishment!"

He was confused for a moment, and then a sharp voice came from the other side, "Have you encountered a liar? Is this a job for gods? Are you sure there is a staff?"

The sound was so sharp that Chu Luo heard it even if it wasn't played out loud.

She also heard the voice on the other side, walked over and said, "I'm not a liar. It's the job I arranged."

Hang Jiaxin was stunned for a second and immediately exclaimed, "The job arranged by Sister Luo must be true! Sister Luo, can anyone do this job? Can I?"

When Jiuling Yuan Sheng heard that Hang Jiaxin was trying to steal his job, he immediately became anxious, "This is a job assigned to me, and no one can steal it. Just tell me whether the salary can allow me to eat delicious food every day."

After saying that, he emphasized again, "I don't buy a house or a car."

What kind of house, what kind of car, where to find delicious food is important!

Hang Jiaxin: "Enough, absolutely enough. Please help me ask Sister Luo if there is still such a job. I am willing to follow Sister Luo. I don't want to work in this broken entertainment industry for a day."

Before he finished speaking, Jiuling Yuan Sheng hung up the phone.

"I do. I, the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, can do anything."

Seeing that Jiuling Yuan Sheng had agreed, Chu Luo turned around and left.

When Ming Kun saw Chu Luo taking the contract and leaving, he immediately sat up straight and said, "I...I...I'm still here? Aren't you going to convince me? I haven't agreed yet!"

Chu Luo had already reached the door of the ward, looked back at Ming Kun, and opened the door.

There were two members outside the ward. The members blinked at Chu Luo and walked directly into the ward with smiles on their faces.

"Mingkun, you are injured! How could your majestic black dragon be injured?"

Another member's voice was even more exaggerated, "During the competition that day, I didn't go to watch because of work. There were rumors outside that you were injured by a begonia flower demon that had not transformed. This is all false!" "

"Of course it's fake! Ming Kun is a dragon! It must be all fake."

Ming Kun couldn't say a word, so Chu Luo slowly closed the door of the ward and handed the contract to Su Xiangyang who was standing next to him.

Su Xiangyang chuckled, "Nine Spirits Yuansheng has also become an employee of our department! Our department finally has its own employee who leads to the underworld."

Chu Luo: "Nine Spirits Yuansheng has always wanted to be the Demon King before, but after the Demon King competition ended, he didn't take it to heart at all."

Su Xiangyang also looked strange, "This shows that Jiuling Yuan Sheng himself doesn't want to be the Demon King at all, but the people behind him forced him to do it!"

"When we get familiar with each other in the future, let's test it out and ask!"

While they were chatting, the door to the ward opened.

A member of the department stuck his head out, handed over the contract in his hand, made an OK gesture to Chu Luo and the others, and closed the door of the ward with a smile.

Su Xiangyang took another contract and couldn't help but kiss it hard, "Heilong is also an employee of our department!"

"Coupled with Haitang's upcoming speech conference, I don't know how many demons will join the department."

"And those ghosts you brought back, all have abilities!"

"Minister, our department is finally going to have no shortage of members!"

Chu Luo frowned slightly, "But there are very few monks."

Su Xiangyang snorted coldly.

"Don't worry about Xuanmen." Zhai Rou ran over, followed by Ji Zai.

After Zhai Rou ran over, she took a careful look at the ward and said happily, "The Xuanmen people were all anxious when they heard about the Demon King Contest."

"They all want to ask the minister why he uses ghosts and demons!"

"Both Ji Zai and I called back and scolded them." She was the one scolding, and Ji Zai was reasonable.

She had a look of disgust on her face, "Of course they are willing to do it if it involves Xuanmen's reputation and interests."

"but……"

She glanced at Su Xiangyang, who was smiling so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. "But Team Su, you have to think clearly! People from Xuanmen are coming, which may not be a good thing. Monks, ghosts, and demons are all involved..."

She shook her head.

Su Xiangyang: "..."