Chapter 332 Qi Ming's salary was deducted
The night before leaving to send the express was also the time when the underworld paid salaries. At twelve o'clock, countless golden lights flew out from the computer. Most of the golden light penetrated into Yang Fan's body. Three slightly more golden lights flew into Yan Qing's body one by one, and two flew towards the sky.

The remaining two points of golden light, less than half the size of a little fingernail, penetrated into the bodies of Qiao Ci'an and Tang Yuanyuan. This was the temporary worker salary that Qi Ming promised them.

Tang Yuanyuan and Qiao Ci'an looked at each other in shock. They had received their wages!

Merit! They received merit from the underworld!
The two of them happily held hands and spun in circles.

On the other side, Liang Zishu and Jian Xiangdi, two ghosts who were on vacation, also received their respective salaries. Feeling that the merits were obviously more than last month, the two ghosts who were not in the same position shed tears of excitement at the same time.

It’s worth it for them to work overtime for so many days!

Yang Fan was very satisfied with the merits that were obviously much more than last month. She pulled out the salary details and saw that the number of express deliveries was the same as the number of good reviews. She nodded with satisfaction and then began to sit cross-legged in meditation.

Yan Qing also quickly entered into a state of meditation.

After being excited for a while, Tang Yuanyuan and Qiao Ci'an hurriedly sat down at the door to meditate. Today, the underage Xiao Xiao was sent back early to rest. The child is still young and needs more rest to grow taller.

……

The underworld's messengers also received their respective wages, and Qi Ming's salary was less than before.

The salary of these ghost messengers is composed of two parts: merit and ghost money. Qi Ming received no merit salary last month, and the ghost money salary was also pitifully little.

"0412, why is your salary so much less than last month?" Qi Ming's colleague looked at him with confusion, and before he could answer, his colleague immediately remembered what was going on.

"By the way, you were punished for letting the evil spirit out without permission and killing someone."

It is against the rules to release the evil ghosts who have been punished to harm people in the world without permission. Even if it is for the sake of justice, violating the rules will be punished. The higher the level of the ghost, the more severe the punishment.

Qi Ming nodded lightly, without any dissatisfaction about the deduction of salary.

His colleague patted him twice to comfort him and started to make a plan, "Your salary this month is not enough to live on, and it will be deducted for a while. Why don't you get some spiritual fruits to sell to us and exchange for some living expenses."

The other colleagues around pricked up their ears silently.

"You have a good relationship with the stationmaster of Huangquan Post Station anyway, so ask her to send you more fruits, and then you can sell them to us. We are all colleagues, so you can sell them at a slightly lower price. This way, you can earn a living and we can also eat fresh fruits. What do you think?"

Other colleagues: This suggestion is very appropriate!
Qi Ming turned his head and said with a fake smile, "I don't think so."

"Why don't I sell it to other ghosts at the market price, but sell it to you at a low price? It's not like the spiritual fruit is hard to sell."

Other colleagues: ...Well, it was a waste of time.

Colleague: "But you can still do us a favor by selling to us. Think about it, if you sell us some fruit at a low price, we can still help you next time you make a minor mistake."

For example, next time this kind of problem occurs, he can help him write a nice appeal document so that he can have less salary deductions.

Qi Ming shook his head. "No, if you want to eat fruit, you can exchange it with your pills or other useful things if you don't have money."

"Anything valuable and useful to her can be exchanged for fruit."

Exchange it for pills.

The other colleagues rolled their eyes and had some ideas in mind.

……

At 3:30 in the morning, the workers working in the B&B finished their work and came to collect their wages.

Each ghost was paid three pears a day. They happily took their wages and returned to the underworld.

Zhu Yaqi walked to the back. Her salary had to be used to pay off debts, but it was already the first day of August. She walked up to Yang Fan somewhat embarrassedly and spoke hesitantly.

"Stationmaster, today is my daughter's birthday. Please send the cake to her."

"I know."

Yang Fan stretched out his hand to her, "Give me the card, and pick up the express delivery."

Zhu Yaqi was stunned for a moment, then quickly handed the ID card to Yang Fan. Yang Fan scanned the code, and the express message popped up, and Yan Qing took the express.

It was a cream cake wrapped in a transparent box, with a little ballet dancer on top. It was very exquisite.

Zhu Yaqi signs and the cake is shipped out.

"Okay, go back now. I'll deliver this cake to your daughter when daybreak comes."

"Webmaster, can you give this cake directly to my daughter?" Zhu Yaqi asked in disbelief.

Yang Fan hummed lightly.

She could really send this cake she bought to her daughter!
Zhu Yaqi was so excited that she burst into tears and kept saying thank you to Yang Fan.

"No need to thank me, let's go back quickly, it's time to get off work." Yang Fan said.

Zhu Yaqi was so moved that she said thank you several times before leaving.

……

After breakfast in the morning, Yang Fan and his group drove to Ganzhou.

The only two students in the small team, a college student, used his connections to get a leave note and avoided the military training, while the elementary school student went to school for one day and then asked for leave.

Shao Dongyi sent two cars over a few days ago, so I don’t need to borrow a car when I go out this time.

The seven-seater Land Rover could just accommodate all of them, plus a little white tiger.

Hearing that there was something exciting to watch, Han Musen drove along as well.

Duan Qinghua wanted to go, but his health did not allow it and the journey would be too arduous, so he could only stay in the village.

It feels so frustrating not to be able to move freely!

Duan Qinghua used his cell phone to bombard his relatives one by one, asking them to urge that irresponsible scumbag father to come back.

Relatives: ...This child is having a seizure again.

A scumbag dad who just landed in China was bombarded by relatives again as soon as he got off the plane.

Scumbag Dad: …I’m back, I’m back, stop rushing me!
……

"Boss, who will look after the orchard if we all leave?" Xiao Lin asked, sitting in the passenger seat holding the little white tiger.

The summer workers have all gone to school, and the village chief is also very busy today, Tuesday, so he probably doesn’t have time to help look after the orchard.

There have been quite a few people coming to the village recently.

Fu Cancan and the others were also curious about this question. If they all left, who would come to look after the orchard and sell fruits?

Yang Fan replied: "Brother Kangping will bring people to help look after the orchard."

If Li Kangping took people to visit the orchard, he would probably be taking the villagers to visit the orchard together.

They didn't think about this issue too much, they just knew that someone was watching over the orchard.

"What does this underworld cake taste like?"

Tang Yuanyuan held the cream cake and was very curious.

This cream cake looks no different from ordinary cream cake, but they don’t smell like anything.

Fu Cancan said: "It must be delicious."

This is a cake sent from across two worlds. Even though it’s twenty-seven years late, it must taste better than ordinary cakes!