Chapter 72 Girls are still considerate

Wang Zhenzhu turned back after watching Wang Dequan walk into Grandpa Li's house. She didn't rush to leave, but expressed her gratitude to Yang Fan first.

She stood at the door and bowed deeply to Yang Fan, "Thank you!"

Her voice is very pleasant, like flowing stream, soft and pleasant.

The moment she stood up, Yang Fan seemed to see a girl in a red dress dancing on the stage. The light shone on her body, making her extremely beautiful.

In the blink of an eye, the girl's red dress turned into a blue and white striped hospital gown. Her pretty face was filled with despair and unwillingness. She lay on the cold ground, with the blood oozing out from her body like a charming rose blooming.

The unwilling soul wandered on the road to the underworld again and again.

Yang Fan's eyes were clear, and he suddenly said, "You look very good in a red dress."

Wang Zhenzhu was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect her to say that. "Thank you, my favorite color is red."

Speaking of clothes, she looked down at the hospital gown she was wearing, her eyes full of disgust.

"Stationmaster, could you please tell my dad to burn some nice clothes for me next time he burns something for me?"

This hospital gown looks so ugly when I wear it.

Yang Fan: "Okay."

It's not a big deal to bring a message.

"Okay, give me the card and I'll pick up the package for you."

Wang Zhenzhu shook her head. "I won't take it yet. I'll go help you with your work first. Just consider it as your reward for delivering my message."

Get on the road.

Yang Fan gave her an approving look and said, "Then go find them."

"Okay." After saying that, Wang Zhenzhu went to the mountain where Jian Xiangdi and the others were and worked with them.

Yang Fan looked at the direction she left and couldn't help but sigh, "Girls are really considerate."

Thinking back to the last time Xiao Jing took the express and left directly without even thinking of doing any work for her, she would have extorted more money earlier.

Xiao Jing, who was far away in the underworld, suddenly sneezed loudly.

On the mountain, the ghosts were stunned to see Wang Zhenzhu coming to work and able to speak. They thought the stationmaster was really capable as he let her speak so quickly!

Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishu felt inexplicably proud when they heard them praising Yang Fan.

Look, look, their webmaster is so awesome!

Among them, the yellow-haired male ghost in his twenties was even more excited. He said he must leave his phone number to the stationmaster later so that she could help contact his father and ask him to come and see him!

Wang Zhenzhu worked beside Jian Xiangdi and thanked him, "Thank you for saving me."

Jian Xiangdi was introverted and scratched her head shyly, "You're welcome."

Liang Zishu came over and said, "So the salary advance that Xiaohaige received was for you to eat."

"Little brother, you are awesome!"

After this praise, Jian Xiangdi became even more shy.

He looked at Wang Zhenzhu's gentle face with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. He couldn't bear to see Wang Zhenzhu disappear. He helped her because she was a bit like his mother.

At half past three, Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishu returned to the post station with the working ghosts.

Similarly, each ghost got two fruits, and Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishu got four.

After dividing the salary, the two of them then went to get the express delivery for them, except that a few ghosts came out with the express delivery information for the third time. If they didn't take the express delivery away, they would never get it again, so they took the express delivery away.

The other ghosts did not pick up the express delivery and waited until the last time to pick it up.

Wang Zhenzhu’s express delivery has also been picked up, and she will have many more opportunities to pick up express deliveries later.

"Stationmaster, no, Master!" The yellow-haired male ghost came up to Yang Fan and said, "I'll leave you my father's information. Can you let my father come to see me?" "My father is rich and can afford 100,000 yuan."

"Okay!" Yang Fan would definitely do the business. She asked, "Do you want to contact him by express or by calling him yourself?"

"Let's make it clear first. Let him see that you are offering 100,000 yuan. If you send it by express or call him, the price will be different."

The yellow-haired male ghost was stunned. "Didn't I leave a message for you to contact me?"

This is what he heard just now, right?
Jian Xiangdi, Liang Zishu and other ghosts also looked at Yang Fan with confusion. Yes, they all heard this just now.

Yang Fan looked at them with a naive look in her eyes. If she hadn't said that just now, how could anyone come to consult about business?

"Don't you think about it? If I make the phone calls for you, how can your relatives and friends believe that what I say is true? They might even think I'm a fraud and arrest me."

Yang Fan lied, "You have to call them in person or send them something credible, then they will believe it."

That seems to be the case...

The yellow-haired male ghost believed what she said and asked her, "Then how is this price calculated?"

"If you want to send something, the courier fee is 500,000 yuan, and if you want to make a phone call, it costs 100,000 yuan per minute."

Other ghosts: Hiss~ So expensive.

Yellow-haired male ghost: ...

He really wanted to complain, sister! This is RMB, not ghost money!
Whose good person casually measures in ten thousand.

The average person only earns a few thousand yuan a month. These hundreds of thousands are not just a few dozen yuan. It's not that easy to say!
But he didn't dare to complain. After all, the other party was a capable master. Masters were very expensive, and he knew a little bit about it. He looked a little embarrassed and said, "Then can I pay with ghost money?"

He couldn't die and still cheat his father out of such a large sum of money. If he wanted to pay with ghost money, he could work hard in the underworld and save some money.

Yang Fan said with a fake smile, "I'm sorry, I only accept RMB here, not ghost money."

"Okay, I'll think about it," the yellow-haired ghost did not take the express and waited to pick it up next time. He had not yet figured out whether it was worth spending so much money to let his father see him again.

His father has a little money, but not very rich. If the meeting could be had for only 100,000 yuan, he would definitely place the order without hesitation, but if it requires other money, he would have to consider whether it is worth it.

The time was almost up, and the ghosts left one after another. Jian Xiangdi received Wang Zhenzhu's thank-you gift - five kilograms of spiritual fruit.

If he can't finish eating the fruit, he can sell it to the fruit merchant in the underworld and exchange it for ghost money.

Wang Zhenzhu didn't take all of the five kilograms of spiritual fruits. She only took a part of them and left the rest with Yang Fan, and would come back to get them next time.

If so many spiritual fruits were taken to the underworld, other ghosts would definitely want to steal her fruits, so it would be safer to leave them here.

After they all left, Yang Fan closed the door of the inn without caring whether the time was up or not, picked up the still sleeping little white tiger and went upstairs to sleep.

After returning to the room, she put the little white tiger on a stool beside her and slept on the bed.

When she was half asleep and half awake, she felt something beside the bed. She reached out and touched a furry ball.

Yang Fan closed his eyes and draped the quilt over the furry ball. The man and the tiger were sleeping soundly.

After these ghosts went back, more rumors spread about Huangquan Express.

I heard that Huangquan Station can really send express deliveries, let them call people in the world of the living, and also let their relatives in the world of the living see them.

This news made many ghosts excited. What a great thing! They can call people in the world of the living and meet each other. They will definitely try it!
They have been dead for so many years and they really want to see their relatives and friends in the world of the living again.

——But whether it is making a phone call, sending a courier or even meeting in person, the prices are different, and the prices are super expensive, and people in the world of the living need to pay, and they do not accept ghost money.

Ghosts:...

Forget it, they are all dead. I won’t spend money to see them. It’s not worth it.

Instead of spending that money just to see them, it’s better to buy some paper money for the dead and burn it for them.

(End of this chapter)