"Waiter!" Bring me the most expensive dishes you have here! " Hu Xiao'er said expressionlessly, "Today, my friend is treating me to a meal!"

waitress looked at him in shock.

Normally, the boss wouldn't be so straightforward when he came here.

So do you want the commission once or many times?

No one was an idiot, especially when it came to calculating their own personal interests. The answer was without a doubt.

Therefore, the waitress respectfully nodded, "Then Sir, please take a look at which menu should you choose? "After all, the prices are similar and the tastes are similar. How about I give you a detailed introduction?"

Hu Xiao'er glanced at her and realized that her gaze was fixated on him, and that her gaze was giving him a strange feeling.

Hu Xiao'er knew this feeling very well, like a boy walking on the streets and seeing an extraordinary beauty who was about to swallow him whole.

In the past, Hu Xiao'er had thought himself to be good-looking, but now, he couldn't. Now, he only felt himself to be extremely handsome.

As long as he was used to it! Hu Xiao'er comforted himself in his heart. If a woman looked at him this naked, he would not be shy, and of course, men would not either.

Facing her request, Hu Xiao'er rejected it decisively.

It's not like he was spending his own money, so why was he saving so much?

He waved his hand, "No need! My friend is a tycoon, he doesn't care about money. "Just follow my instructions and serve the dishes!"

How could waitress still have any reaction when he heard this, he was naturally extremely happy in his heart.

"Alright, alright, alright. Then I'll place an order for you!"

Hu Xiao'er nodded, "Alright, give me another bottle of the most expensive red wine in your shop!"

"The most expensive?"

"Hmm?"

"Okay …" "Alright!" waitress was ecstatic. He could get a lot of commission for this table.

She happily turned around and left.

Hu Xiao'er chuckled in his heart, and then sent a message to Gao Jie.

Hu Xiao'er: "Gao Jie, I won't be eating at my office today. Don't serve me food."

The company had a specialized canteen inside, Hu Xiao'er originally wanted to taste the food made by the employees under him.

But now it seemed like today was impossible, Hu Xiao'er was determined to take care of this martial artist.

It was fine that you carried the name of a warlock in the martial arts world to deceive people, but in the name of a Taoist, Hu Xiao'er was already very unhappy.

Gao Jie: "Did you really go to that restaurant to see that Taoist?"

Hu Xiao'er: "Then how could it be fake? I won't be able to guard against him if he goes out and does bad things in the name of the Taoist. "

After a long while, Gao Jie sent a shy emoji: "To tell you the truth, I just found out that you're a Taoist. This really surprises me. You really hide your skills well!"

"Keep a low profile!" This matter must be kept a secret for me! "

Gao Jie sent a "mm" message.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door to the room.

"Come in!" Hu Xiao'er said.

The door opened and an extremely wretched head peeked in. Under the light of the lamp, the smooth and shiny bald head seemed like a mirror.

Hu Xiao'er chuckled coldly as he matched the baldy's extremely vulgar face.

"You must be Mr. Hu?"

Hu Xiao'er got up, "You must be that Daoist Ceng! I've heard a lot about you! Come on in! "

That bald head walked in. Hu Xiao'er saw that he was dressed in Daoist robes.

"Come, sit down!" Hu Xiao'er unceremoniously pulled open the chair, and the bald man directly lifted his daoist robe to sit down.

"This hotel is really high-end!" From the looks of it, the expenses here should be very high! "

"It's not bad!" It is worthy of your identity as Daoist Priest Zeng! " Hu Xiao'er poured him a cup of tea.

I'll let you enjoy it first, then I'll make you cry your heart out!

"Although this Taoist has been out of the world for so many years, he has also helped many people solve many cases of Psionic Power." "But the money you're offering me this time really surprises me!"

Step into the path of cultivation? Did he f * cking treat the Daoist Priest as an actor? Hu Xiao'er felt extremely humiliated. Batch.

"It's nothing, it's just a million!" It is my good fortune to be able to see you! " Hu Xiao'er said as he crossed his legs.

When the bald man heard this, he became even more excited.

He thought to himself happily, "After so many years of deceiving the martial arts world, I can finally reach the peak of my life. The heavens have their eyes on me!"

"You told me on the phone that someone in your company suddenly died?"

Hu Xiao'er nodded his head seriously, "Yes, I have a very good friend, that's why I invited you, this esteemed Taoist, to help me."

"Yes, this is indeed a troublesome matter." The baldy began to talk nonsense, "A lot of Yin Qi will gather at the place of sudden death, so this matter needs to be handled carefully."

Hu Xiao'er: "...

There was still yin qi in the place where he died? This was also a f * cking divine logic.

This guy came out to cheat, but he didn't know how to read more books.

After a person died suddenly, their soul would quickly fly to Yin Fu, not to mention leaving behind Yin Qi, even Yang Qi would not be left behind.

It was impossible for Miasma to gather in a certain place, unless there was an evil being there.

This was the most basic of common sense.