important reason why they came to find her.Wu Zhenghao and Yang Fan said: "Mr. Yang, I want to buy more of your loquats."Yang Fan asked him, "How much do you want"Wu Zhenghao said, "I want all of the...Under the cover of night, Yan Bin and his two companions took a USB drive and the undercover information provided by Xiao Jing, leaving with Xiao Lin.

The bustling courtyard suddenly fell silent. Xiao Jing stood at the entrance, listening to the increasingly distant sound of the car and his figure becoming more and more forlorn.

Compared to his despondency, Yang Fan on the side was very happy, having earned 700,000 yuan in one night.

All the money from renting the land has been earned.

Yang Fan turned around with his hands behind his back and spoke to Xiao Jing, his voice lighthearted, "If you're not in a hurry to reincarnate when you go back to the underworld, help me promote it. Huangquan Express can now both receive and send packages."

It's easy to make money by sending things for ghosts.

Xiao Jing first nodded in agreement, then worried about her health, "Stationmaster, are you alright"

Yang Fan waved his hand, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Her voice was no longer weak as it had been before, and her complexion was rosy.

She does such small things effortlessly.

He's just pretending, he only wants to swindle you out of money.

Her master had taught her that in their line of work, to get customers willing to pay so much, they had to make it seem difficult.

The program must be complicated, props need to be included, and you also have to act like you're working really hard. That way, other people won't think you're faking it.

After all, there are so many scammers in the world. They act more professional than those who truly know their stuff, and ordinary people are easily deceived.

"Come over here and pick up your delivery. Go back quickly." Yang Fan turned to head towards the station, "Your sister even specially made chocolate for you..."

Thank you!

Behind me came Xiao Jing's voice, his voice still gentle and firm.

As if sensing something, Yang Fan stopped in his tracks and turned to look.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Jing's spine remained upright, raising his hand in a salute.

In the haze, she saw the young man in his navy blue uniform, standing under the red flag and taking the oath. His voice was sonorous, gentle yet firm.

In the blink of an eye, the scene before her turned a crimson red. She watched as his upright spine was hacked to pieces by the enemy, until the very end he held the u-disk tightly in his hand. Finally, his body, torn into shreds like his, was burned to ashes.

Yang Fan's eyes glazed over for a moment before quickly returning to clarity. Xiao Jing still wore the white shirt he liked, his face clean and pure, his eyes still resolute.

She turned and continued walking forward, her voice carrying on the warm wind, "You're welcome."

Soon after Xiao Jing picked up the package, Jian Xiangdi and his band of ghosts who had gone to work on the mountain also returned.

Seeing that there was no sign of Xiao Lin in the yard, Liang Zishu was a little curious. "Stationmaster, has that little girl left"

"Everyone's here, why are we still staying"

Yang Fan pointed at the counter. All the ghosts' eyes followed her finger and landed on several loquats on the counter, a total of 16 loquats.

Liang Zishu, Jian Xiangdi, the fruit on top, you two take four each, and the rest give them one ghost and two. But—

She changed the subject, pointing her finger at the two ghosts who were eating the forbidden fruit and said, “Those two who are eating have no.”

Liang Zi Shu and Jian Xiang Di both smiled mischievously and nodded, saying in unison, "Good, Stationmaster!"

See Working hard pays off!

The four people who were working hard looked at Yang Fan in disbelief. Could he give them spiritual fruit to eat

Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishu, two mischievous ghosts, hid four fruits in their pockets. They then shared eight loquats with the other four hardworking ghosts.

Her face still maintained the ghostly look from before she died, that of a woman in her thirties. She held the two loquats and was about to cry. After eating these two fruits, she would make herself look better.

Oh, wow! This is fantastic!

Before this, she had come out several times but didn't manage to grab any fruit. Now, she finally gets to eat this fruit.

The other three were three male ghosts. They got the fruit, and two of them ate it directly, while the one who looked the most ferocious on the outside carefully put the loquat in his pocket to take back home for his family to eat.

Those two ghosts who had stolen fruit but didn't get the loquat were unhappy. The young male ghost questioned Yang Fan.

"Why don't we have any fruit"

"Yeah, yeah, we all did the work, why are they only giving it to them and not us"

This isn't fair! We all work together!

Facing the two ghosts' questions, Yang Fan lazily opened his eyelids, his gaze cold. "Do you still need me to explain How did the holes in your mouths come about Don't you have any sense"

He stole her fruit and then asked her why.

"Shall I have my talisman explain why" She raised her hand, as if about to draw a symbol in the air.

The two ghosts instantly wilted, too afraid to speak. Their eyes were filled with resentment and regret.

If they had known that doing honest work would bring rewards, they wouldn't have gone to steal the fruit. It's truly a case of "trying to steal chickens but losing rice instead," they didn't get any fruit and ended up humiliating themselves.

At this time, it was still ten minutes before four o'clock. After their courier had left, Yang Fan let Jian Xiangdi and Liang Zishu, the two ghosts, leave.

This evening, several ghosts came to pick up the express delivery. In the last ten minutes, no more ghosts came out.

Then I'll head out early.

Yang, the stationmaster, is just so willful.

Liang Zishu and Jian Guang, who had finished work early, were happily bouncing around and waving goodbye to Yang Fan.

A few ghosts passed by, Yang Fan yawned and ignored the constant pop-up notifications on his computer. He locked the warehouse door and left the storeroom.

Underworld Affairs Complaint Handling Center

In the antique-styled office, many computers were placed, each with a ghost sitting in front. They dressed differently, some in ancient costumes, some in clothes from the Republic of China period, and others in modern attire.

Four o'clock in the morning was their quitting time. Looking at the clock on the wall, ten minutes before they could leave work, basically no ghosts were working anymore, they were all actively waiting to get off work.

Except for employee number 0421.

The coworker next to him saw that he was still clicking the mouse and floated over to ask, “0421, why are you still working It's going to be time to get off work in a few minutes.”

0421 was a man who looked to be in his twenties, with handsome features. He stared at the screen, his brows furrowed.

The creamy-white casual shirt was impatiently rolled up to his elbow, and the golden earrings that usually glittered in his ears seemed to have dimmed along with his mood.

He helplessly said, "The new stationmaster at Huangquan Station is completely uncooperative with my work."

He didn't reply to any of the messages he sent that night.

He's been absent from this class for so long, I bet the graves of his ancestors are overgrown with weeds.

A coworker patted him on the shoulder with sympathy and said, "You've worked hard!"

They all heard that the new stationmaster of Huangquan Station was no ordinary person.

They can't use force to get rid of people, after all, this position is hard to fill. Previously, ordinary people were forcibly bound to them and couldn't escape unless they died.

But this newcomer is different, a capable one who might stir up trouble in their underworld without any warning.

Only those with a good temper can contact the other party and properly negotiate with her to resolve those ghost complaints.

And she even defied the rules by sending things from the netherworld to the human world!

Seeing the warning about an infringement operation on the computer, he sighed helplessly.

Well, I'm off work! Let's talk later tonight. happens that her son and daughter-in-law both really like these three kinds of fruits. They each try some, and if they like them, they'll buy some to take back home.Wang Xiuzhen tried one, and her ey...