Chapter 312 Murder, arson, and crimes
“Hello? Okay, yes, I’ll tell him. Okay, thank you for your trouble.”

After a social gathering, Ye Chun hung up the phone, sighed helplessly, and glared at Ji Jue: “It’s your business again.”

“Huh? Whose phone call?”

“School.”

Ye Chun shrugged.

As a parasite of the Ye family and a lazy worker of the workshop, a disgrace to Professor Ye’s education community and a burden to modern alchemy, she also has to work – although her job is just to lie at home and eat every day, but when she goes out, she also has to dress businesslike and communicate in formal occasions.

As Ye Xian’s assistant.

After all, there are only three people in Chao Sheng Workshop, and Ye Xian has never bothered to take care of trivial matters. The replenishment of materials, purchase of goods, communication and reply to orders are all handled by Ye Chun alone.

It was okay before. After all, my aunt’s personality meant that there wouldn’t be many orders. And for big orders, the employers would often be easy to talk to and wouldn’t care about trivial matters.

But with the addition of Ji Jue, the workload increased several times.

To some extent, Ye Chun is now Ji Jue’s assistant and manager. People who can’t find Ji Jue will often follow the clues to find Ye Chun.

Everything else is fine. She will discuss the association’s affairs with the local manager of the association. As for orders… Ji Jue has just got the position of a craftsman. What kind of orders can he get?
Most of the time, Ye Chun was trying his best to help him collect garbage. After all, the warehouse reserves were limited, and it was not possible to expect to support Ji Jue by relying on Ye Chun’s waste.

Fortunately, Ji Jue is not picky. He can handle good stuff and he can make do with bad stuff.

The recent reconstruction and scavenging of Quancheng also provided a large amount of alchemical waste, otherwise she would probably go crazy.

And now, the one that calls every few days is Tianmen University.

“I want you to show up.”

Ye Chun grinned, “After all, you are a talented craftsman of our time who easily won the first place. The school leaders are looking forward to your appearance and stand on the stage to get the budget.

In a month, there will be a speech for this year’s graduates. Do you plan to show off in front of the seniors and juniors?”

“talk later.”

Ji Jue curled his lips, showing no interest.

For people in society, being rude at first and respectful later is just the norm. Everyone has come out to make a living and doesn’t care about their dignity anymore, so why would they care about that?

Before becoming Professor Ye’s student, Ji Jue had to go through a lot of formalities to get a license for his scooter. After becoming a student, he could drive his tricycle around the school without any problems. After becoming a craftsman, he became a popular commodity overnight.

He really had no interest in standing up for a bunch of old men and trying to curry favor with them.

“If you have time, go. Maybe you can get some sponsorship.”

“And then split the profits 40% to 60% with those guys?” Ji Jue showed no interest at all: “It’s too troublesome.”

If he was really so poor that he couldn’t even afford to eat, he wouldn’t go to those guys. They would cause him so much trouble over trivial matters just for a tiny bit of money.

Have you seen the plant in the Security Bureau that works overtime every day?

As long as I open my mouth, just three sentences will make the pillar of this generation of the Tong family spend all the money in his pocket!

“Tsk, the young people nowadays.”

Ye Chun shook his head, looking very old-fashioned: “In our time, there was no such good life…”

Ji Jue was so angry that he laughed. Others didn’t know, but he knew: “You were admitted to graduate school right after graduation. Apart from writing a paper, you just lay on the sofa and ate potato chips and drank Coke every day. You have been eating until now. The good life has never stopped!”

“Bullshit, I’m just lurking and gathering my strength!”

Ye Chun glared at him, “If you keep slamming me, I’ll slam you into garbage!”

It’s a rebellion, it … about learning… no, it’s about working… anyway, it’s about biting the master!

You are just a craftsman born out of wedlock, and you dare to offend a senior sister from the direct lineage. You will definitely not get any garbage to eat today!

Ji Jue smiled crookedly, grabbed Ye Chun again, and told him the story of his chief craftsman. Then he patted his butt and got up, ready to continue working on the sword-talking chapter.

“That’s it for today.”

Ye Xian waved her hand and said, “No need to continue in the afternoon. Didn’t you just move? Let’s finish dealing with the mess first.”

“That night?” Ji Jue asked curiously.

“If I have time, I’ll go.”

“Okay, I’ll go back and get ready.”

Ji Jue grinned and waved his hands, and after pinching the helpless and furious Ye Chun, he snatched a can of Coke, laughed triumphantly towards the sky, and left.

It was still early, so he drove his scooter to the market to stock up on ingredients for the evening, then returned home, carrying lots of bags.

Not far from Ye Xian’s workshop, in the equally desolate coastal suburbs, the two-story building has been completely renovated over the past few days with Ji Jue’s guidance and Isis’s hard work.

Even the originally empty yard has a tree planted. After a lot of hard work, the transplanted tree has taken root completely, and the yard looks full of atmosphere.

Could it be less than that?
Ji Jue drove his calf to Chen Yubo’s yard and spent a long time picking and digging this one up directly. This one is the best!
As a result, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Lu Feng picking his feet on a reclining chair under a tree and watching short videos…

Ji Jue went up and kicked him.

“What are you doing?” Lu Feng dodged with a skillful twist of his waist, and his movement made him even more coquettish.

“What are you doing?” Ji Jue sneered, “I bet that Mother Lu must have asked you to take care of the child.”

“I have it with me!” Lu Feng remained calm as before.

“Where’s the kid!”

“Ok?”

Then, Lu Feng realized that the third and youngest brothers were missing!
“Don’t look at it, they’ve all climbed onto the roof.”

Ji Jue sighed and looked at the two little ghosts who were quietly climbing up the eaves: “Remember to beat them up if they fall down later.”

“Indeed… I haven’t played for several days.” Lu Feng scratched the stubble on his chin: “Where is your stick?”

“Who has nothing better to do than prepare a stick to beat a child?” Ji Jue rolled his eyes: “Just do it yourself.”

When he pushed the door open, he saw that the living room had changed drastically in just one afternoon. The corners that were originally covered with dust were all cleaned up, and the discounted sofa that Ji Jue bought was also covered with cloth and cushions.

“Second brother, second brother, the living room has been cleaned!” Lu Ling, who was mopping the floor, saw Ji Jue coming back, and immediately came over with a smile on her face, and Ji Jue skillfully rubbed her hair.

“Grown taller again?”

“It seems to be a little bit.”

Lu Ling narrowed her eyes and said, “Recently, the teacher asked me about you. Is your craftsman’s license very impressive? There was a senior who used to be very aggressive but now she is much more submissive when talking to me.”

“It’s always a good idea to get more certificates anyway. You have to study hard, okay?”

Ji Jue smiled slightly and poked his head into the kitchen: “Has Mother Lu started working already? Didn’t she say she would wait for me to come back?”

“Well, you’re free anyway. Didn’t you say that there are so many people coming and the soup will take a long time to cook?” Mother Lu turned around and saw Ji Jue also laughing, full of joy.

The curves of the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes also show a smile.

Today was a rare good day for Ji Jue to move, and she heard that many friends would come. Before she went out, she put on all her jewelry and dyed her hair in advance.

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After coming over early today, I cleaned up the upstairs again because I didn’t want him to lose face in front of his friends.

“Hmm, smells good, chicken soup?” Ji Jue came over.

“Yes, today the grandma of Old Liu’s family sent some very fresh peach roots, which will definitely be delicious when used to make soup. Okay, okay, just put down the vegetables, and don’t make things worse.”

After a few words, Ji Jue was kicked out.

Lu Ling had already cleaned up and Ji Jue didn’t need to help. Lu Feng outside had already mastered the skillful process of beating the child and didn’t need his help.

After looking around, he found nothing to do.

I could only carry my bag and walk to the basement.

After pushing open the door, the empty basement gradually changed and the platform appeared.

The lights in the carriage are always on.

Mercury spiders were crawling in and out of the corners, busy with their work. When they saw him come in, they stopped where they were, turned their blood-red eyes and looked straight at him.

“Isis, have you adapted to the new environment?” Ji Jue asked after putting down his bag.

“You mean being imprisoned in a confined space, working 24 hours a day without a break, selling your blood, sweat and wisdom to satisfy your endless desires?”

Isis’s voice was calm: “Yes, I adapt very well.”

“Hey, what are you talking about? Our workshop also emphasizes the combination of work and rest!” Ji Jue relied on his thick skin to perfectly defend himself, and then continued to ask: “How is the work?”

“The train’s exterior has been repaired, but the internal maintenance project, Sequence 4, has been temporarily halted due to a lack of materials.”

“Gone again?” Ji Jue was shocked.

“What you need to maintain and prepare is the core assets of the SkyTrack Group, a train that is worth the same as a complete Rift, and a workshop framework that you are absolutely unable to complete at the moment.

What do you think it is? A model toy for human babies on the street? “

Isis said bluntly: “Considering your miserable financial situation, the repair of this train and the construction of the workshop may not be completed until thirty years later.

But please don’t worry, with your face that’s enough to make your female hormones go out of control and your skills in committing crimes, I believe our future is bright.”

“…”

Ji Jue’s eyes twitched: “Is this the sixth time you’ve urged me to sell myself as a gigolo or rob a bank?”

“The ninth time.”

Isis corrected: “And, considering the current trend of electronic currency, a bank’s internal storage may not be enough to support such a huge consumption.

I suggest you consider the Haizhou Gold Reserve Center.”

The voice that leads people to do evil is so sweet, earnest and feasible.

Ji Jue could hardly control himself.

Who can resist the temptation of getting rich overnight?
Anyway, Ji Jue, who suddenly became rich but still poor, couldn’t bear it.

But he is a craftsman after all, and he is not in Nirvana. If he makes big news every day, isn’t it enough for him to live his life?
“Money…”

Ji Jue sighed, sat in the chair, looked at the empty car body and the reserve spiritual essence storehouse, scratching his head.

The future is always bright, which means the present is always dark.

Life without money is hard, especially when you are a craftsman who has no money to spend. Every gift from fate has its own price, and the price of gifts from the company is even more exaggerated. Before the car given by the president was even driven, Ji Jue was almost bankrupt.

“As for the money, don’t worry about it for now.”

He said: “In the near future, there should be some money coming into the account.”

Isis said coldly: “Excuse me, you don’t seem to have made any money recently.”

“No way.” Ji Jue rolled his eyes: “If I don’t go looking for work, can’t someone just come and give me a ride?”

The stars flicker, looking down with contempt:
“Is this a dream?”

“This is reality.”

Ji Jue shrugged and waved, looking at the surveillance camera. On the road outside, there was a figure carrying a box and wandering hesitantly.

Suddenly, his brows raised slightly.

“Look, isn’t the money here?”

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