Chapter 140: 140 You, the secretary, got a ghost lover?

The annual 'KPI' of pawnbrokers is not about how many knives they pawn out.

It is more like a periodicity.

Like in ancient times, pawnbrokers would appear in big and small towns or villages in fixed months to conduct pawnbroker prophecies.

After finishing the prophecy, they would disappear again.

Only after many years would they reappear.

So in ancient times, the profession of pawnbroker was quite mysterious.

Someone would specifically wait at the village entrance on that day each year for the pawnbroker's appearance; if lucky, they would encounter the pawnbroker again and pawn a knife with them.

At that time, holding a knife from the pawnbroker, they would enshrine it at home.

But that was also in ancient times.

Back then, there were many pawnbroker heirs—several hundred in the main house and branch lines—and the family was very prosperous.

So their appearance frequency was who knows how much higher than now.

But later, a family planning policy directly caused the Tushan family's population to sharply drop by half.

They appeared less often, and gradually everyone forgot about them.

Nowadays, it's possible not to see one even after several decades.

But the Tushan family also understands that timing and luck fluctuate; prosperity long-lasting inevitably declines.

No family can remain glorious forever.

Fortune and the cosmos all have cycles of luck's reincarnation.

Now only Tushan Jiu remains, so she must also travel throughout Nan Cheng within half a month.

Because she is in Nan Cheng this year, she cannot be there next year.

No choice; she is now alone, and to spread the practice, she must go to different places each year to pawn knives.

All just to prevent the inheritance from being cut off.

Moreover, it's for the few people waiting for the pawnbroker's reappearance, so they can see them again.

This might be the meaning of inheritance.

Tushan Jiu waited for the knife turning on the desk, thinking that when the knife stopped, the point would indicate a direction, and tomorrow she would go out that way.

Thump thump thump

The office door was knocked.

Tushan Jiu frowned, because her knife actually reversed a full turn, finally stopping with the tip pointing at the door's position.

Xie Shiyu's attention was on the documents; hearing the knock, he replied, 'Come in.'

The door opened.

The person who came in was Secretary Zhou Hao.

This person, Tushan Jiu had an impression of: the man who, when she first came to the Xie Clan Group, watched movies in the CEO's office and kept snacks in the drawer.

Upon seeing the faint yin qi surrounding him, Tushan Jiu's furrowed brows actually relaxed.

Indeed, Xie Shiyu really brings her luck.

Well, the points delivered right to her door are right before her eyes.

During the day it doesn't hinder her completing the KPI, and at night she can also earn a point on the side.

Zhou Hao had just not been in the CEO's office, so he didn't know Tushan Jiu had arrived.

As soon as he entered, he happened to meet Tushan Jiu's pair of 'bright as polished tile' eyes staring intently at himself.

Zhou Hao's steps halted.

His body involuntarily straightened up even more.

He already felt a bit cold, but now he broke out in a sweat.

He desperately tried to recall: he shouldn't have watched movies at work recently, his work should have no mistakes, except for these few days of staying up late for dates, looking a bit listless, otherwise there shouldn't be anything... right?

After Zhou Hao paused for a few seconds, he became a bit panicked.

Because Tushan Jiu was still looking at him!

Moreover, she stood up and walked toward him.

Suddenly, he had a brainwave.

Could it be that matter?

He yesterday made an excuse to go to the restroom, then went to call his lover for ten minutes.

Could it be that Miss Tushan actually could see that at a glance?

He hurriedly admitted fault: 'Miss Tushan, I, I won't do it again; I'll go find Li Special Assistant later to own up to the mistake.'

In the CEO's office, the superiors of these secretaries are all Li Special Assistant.

So for any matter, Li Special Assistant deducts their points.

Xie Shiyu basically doesn't bother with these trivial matters.

Tushan Jiu: '......'

Good, you've aroused my attention again.

Upon his saying that, her fingers tingled a bit, wanting to calculate what exactly he had done wrong.

But Tushan Jiu did not.

She merely reached out, grasped at empty air on his body, then clenched her fist and didn't let go.

'Go get busy; I'm just moving around after eating, don't be nervous—I won't casually calculate fortunes for just anyone.' Tushan Jiu said bluntly.

Zhou Hao, having his thoughts exposed by her, only felt his face heat up.

He hurriedly took the documents to deliver to Xie Shiyu, then fled out of the office.

Tushan Jiu unfurled her clenched fist, and only she could see that faint mass of black qi.

With her other hand she formed a seal and chanted a spell, and then that mass of black qi slowly dissipated in her palm.

She calculated with her fingers, and the whole story became clear to her.

She glanced, it was still early, and besides Zhou Hao hadn't gotten off work yet, so that thing was even less likely to come out.

But nowadays people really have no sense of public morality at all.

Relying on the fact that it's their own house, they really do whatever they want.

They believe so much in the occult, yet they don't care that others will be affected.

Not to mention Zhou Hao, that unlucky guy, even the other residents of that building will be affected to varying degrees by the yin qi because of this.

Being neighbors with such selfish people is also considered a great misfortune.

But this kind of thing is actually not uncommon.

Many places have it, it's just hard for people to discover.

Generally those people are very careful, after all if they were discovered they wouldn't be able to rest easy.

Tushan Jiu helplessly shook her head, not knowing which genius came up with this method.

Instead of burying the dead in a graveyard, they buy real houses to use as yin residences—really a trap.

Tushan Jiu clicked her tongue, turned around, and prepared to sit back down on the sofa.

As a result, as soon as she turned her head she saw Xie Shiyu looking at her with an inquisitive expression.

Since she got up just now, Xie Shiyu has been paying attention to her.

Seeing her actions, he also guessed that Zhou Hao must have encountered something.

After Zhou Hao left, he had wanted to ask, but seeing her lost in thought, he didn't disturb her and waited for her to come back.

Tushan Jiu smiled at him and said, "Your secretary has taken a ghost as a lover; I'm going to catch ghosts for points later—want to come along?"

Upon hearing that, Xie Shiyu's forehead twitched.

He had thought of many possibilities, but never imagined that Zhou Hao's first love was actually a ghost!

This...

It wasn't him gossiping about employees' private lives; rather, yesterday when he came out of the meeting room to go to the restroom, he accidentally overheard him making a phone call.

Combining the fact that when he first started pursuing Jiu Jiu, he had previously sought scriptures from them, only Zhou Hao was single with no experience.

All things considered, this female ghost is Zhou Hao's first love, no doubt.

He gave Tushan Jiu a thumbs-up, understanding why she hadn't directly spoken the truth.

Anyone who knows this will have a lifelong psychological shadow!