Chapter 184: Promotion conditions

The world has changed, but the rules are still the same!

The elders in the family all hope that their children and grandchildren have a stable job, not seeking wealth, but seeking safety and health.

"Yes, give you these eight guys! What are the conditions for you to rise from the 9th class deacon to the 8th class? Let me see if I can help you meet it!"

Fang Yue led Sima Xiao into the room.

The ancients are right. Long-term drought and rain, and encountering old friends in another country are all happy events in life.

Although this fat man is not very reliable. Also like to sell teammates. But when Fang Yue met him in Shencheng, there was still an inexplicable closeness in his heart. "Don't mention it! This Vientiane Pavilion is black to death. Everyone who joins the Vientiane Pavilion must start from the bottom and climb up step by step! Just like VIP upgrades, the people in this Vientiane Pavilion are also divided into nineteen and eighteen levels. , Just this deacon is divided into nine classes. The status and rights of each class are vastly different

do not!

But promotion is difficult among deacons. From the ninth to the eighth grade alone, it is necessary to complete the task of 50 million spiritual stones. I'm a special gift, but where can I give him such a big job! "

Sima grinned and cursed. I think this Vientiane Pavilion is very dark and pitted!

Fang Yue rolled his eyes: "How much can these eight guys sell for?"

Sima laughed and glanced at it: "At most one hundred thousand spiritual stones will die! In the city of God, there is no shortage of innateness!"

"Then how many quotas do you still lack to be promoted to the eighth class deacon?"

Fang Yue asked.

Sima smiled and said: "50 million..."

Fang Yue rolled his eyes: "Let's do it, I'll help you fill in the 50 million quota, but if I have something to do, you have to help me!"

"Five million spirit stones... just you?"

Sima smiled with suspicion.

But immediately, he showed a dazed expression, snapped, Sima smiled and patted his thigh.

"I remember, you are the real local tyrant and landlord! The resources you extorted in your hand, if you sell them a little bit, my title of eighth-class deacon will be lost!"

Sima smiled excitedly.

He wanted to see the expression of the old man in the family knowing that he had gone from being a ninth deacon to an eighth deacon after only a month!

Hey, that look must be quite exciting!

"No, I keep those things useful, and I'm not going to sell them. You can take this jar of herbal liquid and sell it for me. It should be a good price!"

With a wave of Fang Yue's palm, a jar of Baicao Liquid had fallen in front of Sima Xiao.

Sima laughed speechlessly: "Fang Yue, things like Baicaoye that can't be used on the countertops are in the city of God, and there are all over the streets. There is no way to sell a few spirit stones!"

I thought Fang Yue would produce something earth-shattering, but he didn't expect it to be a jar of herbal liquid.

Does this thing he uses for foot washing in the family?

Not to mention fifty million spiritual stones, fifty spiritual stones are not necessarily required by anyone!

"My Master Sima, you stayed in my shop for so long, haven't you noticed that I sell things?"

Fang Yue was completely out of treatment with this guy.

In Yandu, he is in full swing to buy Baicao Liquid that can prolong life. This guy didn't even know.

"Ah? What do you sell?" Sima smiled and chuckled, "I really didn't pay attention to this. Regarding the affairs of Yan Kingdom, I focused my energy on the research of my sacrificial artifact! As for external affairs, I Did not pay too much attention to observe!"

"My Baicao Liquid can prolong your life. About the world, a drop of Baicao Liquid can prolong your life for half a month! It's getting worse, my Baicao Liquid is so hot, you don't even know the news!"

Fang Yue didn't know what this guy was thinking about every day!

After Sima Xiao heard the effect of Baicao Liquid, he immediately had energy!

"Treasure medicine that can prolong life? Hey, this one is always popular in God City! It doesn't matter if the realm is low, you can buy it for your children and grandchildren! After eating it, increase the lifespan, and use it when the realm is high! But, your jar Are they all the treasure medicine for life extension?"

Sima smiled and swallowed his saliva.

Fang Yue's container is really scary.

The elixir of life extension is rare in the world, and they are all filled in that jade bottle or something.

You take a big jar and think it's white wine if you don't know it!

"There are about 1,500 drops of Baicao Liquid in it, you think about selling it! This is the first batch, and after ten days, I will give you the second batch!"

Fang Yue did not hurry.

In fact, he still had a lot of Baicao Liquid in his hands. When he was in Yandu, he was idle and fine, boiled dozens of pots in a serious manner!

But things are precious. If you release too much at once, it will definitely be counterproductive.

Long stream of water.

First, let the market stir up the Baicao liquid to be regarded as the real kingly way.

Sima smiled as he looked at the jar of Baicao Liquid, his mouth crooked the fastest!

This single transaction continues, regardless of whether the mission quota can be reached, but the introduction of a new life-saving medicine in the **** city is enough to make his name in the **** city start!

Thinking of the wonderful expression of the old man at home, Sima smiled with joy!

Sima laughed away. Fang Yue has already begun to study his own new pill formula, one is not good, then another one!

Fang Yue didn't believe him, he had the spirit of perseverance, and he really couldn't comprehend the true meaning of the way of life!

God City, Vientiane Pavilion.

Sima Xiao took the eight slaves back happily.

Turning around, Sima Xiaogang crossed the door of Vientiane Pavilion.

A slightly sharp sound, like an awl stabbing! "Hey, this is not our Young Master Sima! Why, there are no treasures to sell. I sold a few slaves from the slave market to fill in the performance! Tsk, Master Sima, this is not like your style! Eight innate seven layers The little guy, you can’t sell three melons, or you’re called

Brother Sheng, should I share my performance with you? "

Sima smiled and looked back coldly.

In fact, without looking, he also knew where this annoying sound came from.

Wu Jian.

A disciple of the Wu family of the immortal family. He comes from a branch, but he has a strong talent.

At the age of eighteen, he has entered the ranks of the five innate layers.

He came to the Wanxiang Pavilion with Sima Xiao. But it’s different from Sima Xiao’s troubles every day, so that grandma doesn’t hurt, and the guy his uncle doesn’t love.

Although Wu Jian came from a branch, he has been cared by his family elders since he was a child because of his talent.

This time Wu Jian came to Vientiane Pavilion. On the first day, his uncle signed him a deal for five million spiritual stones.

Although this is far from the promotion quota of 50 million Lingshi. But at the very least, it is already the first step in a long march.

Even Sima Xiao and Wu Jian's leader, Chen Yan, the fifth-class deacon, admired Wu Qi very well. Wouldn't he still target Sima Xiao to please Wu Jian?

Sima smiled darkly.

Without saying a word, Deng Deng Deng went upstairs, and the slave with one ticket returned to his station.

Vientiane Pavilion, the only concern is your performance.

No amount of controversy is more dazzling than outstanding performance.

"Sima laughs, tomorrow is the time for your merchandise display! You won't say, use these slaves as the top products you want to display!"

Sima smiled at his desk, his **** was still hot.

Chen Yan walked over with an old face and said to Sima Xiao in a very rude tone.

"My business, you don't need to worry about it!" Sima smiled and glanced at Chen Yan. He didn't even bother to get up.

Whatever attitudes others have toward him, he will have an attitude toward others.

Chen Yan?

what!

An old dog from a declining family was licking Wu Jian's thigh all day.

With a snap.

Chen Yan slapped the table hard.

Sima smiled on the wooden table, shaking brightly.

"Sima laughs, what do you mean? Don't you want to do it? I am reminding you! You have this attitude?"

Chen Yan spit wildly. Sima splashed with a smile.

Sima Xiao slowly pulled out a paper towel from the table and wiped off the saliva stars on his face.

"Yeah! I really don't want to do it anymore. Have the ability to fire me!"

Sima Xiao said in a humble tone.

Among them, it is full of provocative taste.

In an instant, the office was filled with smoke.

Chen Yan glared at Sima and smiled fiercely, so that he couldn't utter a word when he choked.

To put it bluntly, he is a leader of Sima Xiao and Wu Jian.

As a leader, he has the right to make criticisms and suggestions to the two above. As for the expulsion? Not even the first class deacon dare to say.

If it is an ordinary employee, it will be opened.

But Sima Xiao is a typical relationship household. You drive him? That is tantamount to slapping the Sima family!

Chen Yan can guarantee that if he announces the dismissal of Sima Xiao now, he will be dead on the street in the afternoon.

On the surface of the God City, there was a sense of harmony. The wind is calm, but the nasty activities below are better than other places!

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This area of ​​God City is extremely murderous.

"Okay, Sima laughs, you wait for me to see tomorrow when you and Wu Jian show. If you can't bring out good things, how will the Sima family clean up you, huh!"

Chen Yan said harshly, turned his head and left.

Sima Xiao glanced at the back of Chen Yan disappearing into the crowd, but said lightly: "Noisy!"

The next day.

Shencheng Vientiane Pavilion.

On the first floor, in a corner, among the two inconspicuous exhibition halls, the flow of people is like a tide.

On the top of the two exhibition halls, red paper strips were posted.

One says "Ninth Class Deacon, Wu Jian Exhibition Hall".

One says "Ninth Class Deacon, Sima Xiao Exhibition Hall."

Business exhibition.

This is a unique scenery of the Vientiane Pavilion of the Shencheng.

All new employees need to prepare for such a merchandise exhibition for four days.

First, it is to increase the visibility of new employees so that they can open more markets.

Secondly, I hope to take advantage of this opportunity to give new employees a certain degree of tempering, so that they will be brave after shame!

Such exhibitions are held every day, but most of the time, there is nothing good. After all, most of the new employees who have just joined Vientiane Pavilion are low-level and have no background.

The treasure in their eyes may be worthless to the customers of Vientiane Pavilion.

Next to the exhibition hall, in a meeting room hundreds of meters away.

Li Si, the manager on the first floor of the Vientiane Pavilion in Shencheng, made a cup of strong tea for Simashan.

"Lao Shan, are you really going to help take advantage of your grandson this time? I can hear that Wu Qi has spent a lot of thoughts on this exhibition and must step on Sima's laughter!"

Li Si looked at the elder of the Sima family who was still immortal.

Secretly sighed that the Sima family had spent a lot of thought to make this Sima laugh and change his evil spirits.

On the bright side, Sima's laugh at Sima was laissez-faire and strictly suppressed.

But only Li Si understood how much effort this old friend had spent on Sima Xiao.

"Help him? Why should I help him!" Sima smiled playing with the tea in his hands, shaking it gently, the tea inside was lightly fragrant. But it just didn't splash out.

"Young people, they always have to suffer a bit, only to know that they are motivated and that they are not as good as others!"

Sima Shan lowered his head and looked at the tea swaying in his hand.

A sad face was reflected in the light tea. Problem boy!