Qin Yuyao walked to Ximen Qing and grabbed her hand and said to her: "Sister Ximen, we will work hard together in the future."

　　 "What are you working hard for?" Ximen Qing looked at her in horror, this stupid boy wouldn't be really ready to take up tens of billions of debts, so how could it be done?

　　 "Calm down, Ruyao, calm down," Ximen Qing pointed to Jiang Jianhong who was like a lamp god, "I just got a little bit on the head just now, I just said it casually, just fool the iron head, I'm not ready to really pay it back."

　　 Jiang Jianhong glared at her: "I heard it all!"

　　 "Oops!" Ximen Qing seemed to realize this, "I was actually heard! Damn Jiang Tietou, you actually eavesdropped on us."

　　 Jiang Jianhong: "……" [MDZZ]

"It's okay, Sister Ximen, I thought about it," Qin Yuyao said, holding Ximenqing's hand, "As long as we live long enough, the soft sister currency will depreciate very quickly. You see, pork was only 1 a few decades ago. One jin of yuan is now 10 times higher, that is to say, in a few decades, our debt burden will be reduced by 10 times, and so on, maybe more than a hundred years later, we only need to be equivalent to a few hundred now. Ten thousand debts will do."

　　 Jiang Jianhong: -_-!

Ximenqing touched Qin Yuyao's head with pity. This child's burst of power just now didn't make his brain damaged, right: "Riyao, there is something called the country's macro-control. It is impossible for the soft sister currency to depreciate. It has been going on at this rate, and even if our debts become lighter after a few hundred years, how will we live during this period? If we don’t pay it all the time, we will become lao Lai."

　　 "Zizizi~"

　　 An electric arc suddenly burst from Qin Yuyao's head, and she seemed to wake up suddenly: "Ah! It seems like this, what did I think?"

　　 "It seems that this little friend has officially become the eight evil." Jiang Jianhong said on the side.

　　 "Officially become the eight evil spirits?" Qin Yuyao looked at Jiang Jianhong suspiciously, "Does the eight evil spirits still need a coronation ceremony?"

Jiang Jianhong now regards her as an existence of the same level, so he patiently explained to her: "Every eight evil spirits will often cause huge disasters when they are first known to the world. This is why we are It is called the "eight evil spirits" instead of the "eight gods of good fortune", and such a terrifying burst of power will inevitably cause a certain impact on the body. Other places are okay, but once such a delicate organ of the brain is damaged, it simply heals itself. There must be no way to return to the way it was before."

　　 "What do you mean?" Another arc appeared on Qin Yuyao's head, and her thinking speed seemed to be slow.

　　 Jiang Jianhong groaned for 2 seconds, and after organizing the language, he said to her: "Simply put, you are now mentally disabled."

　　 "Huh?" Qin Yuyao patted her ear vigorously, "I, I did not hear you wrong?"

"No," Jiang Jianhong said, "Of course, I have always felt that it is the world's misunderstanding of us. It's just that the brain organization has undergone some changes. How can the impact be so exaggerated? I'm still the same one I was before, and it's not a change. Being silly or stupid is purely speculation by those scientists."

　　 "Yes, yes, yes, yes," Qin Yuyao nodded vigorously, and an electric arc continued to appear on his head, "I haven't become a fool. I feel no different from before, even a little hi."

　　 "Oh, don't care about these details," Ximen said, "These inferences are made by those who are afraid of our strength, and there is no reason at all. For example, do you think I am a brain-dead?"

　　 Qin Yuyao and Jiang Jianhong looked at each other at the same time, then Qin Yuyao remained silent, and Jiang Jianhong said: "It looks like."

　　 "Go! You iron head, you are the first to say that the brain is disabled!" Ximen said angrily, "Your head was smashed by the mountain!"

Jiang Jianhong's face turned black at once: "When you have time to talk about this, you should think about how to repay the debt. Our Jiang family will temporarily make up for these losses. Then I will be your creditor. Don't think about dragging it until the creditor's death. Dropped and relied on the bill!"

　　 "Uh..." Ximen Qing felt very uncomfortable, "Jiang Tietou, don't take such a game, tens of billions of dollars are just a drop in the bucket for you, the ‘shen beast of the country’, or just forget it."

"My money came from a strong wind?" Jiang Jianhong remained unmoved. "You are also the eight evil spirits. Your Tsing Yi Sect has been scattered in all corners of the society over the years, and the accumulated debts of tens of billions are not worth mentioning. Why should I forget it?"

　　 "I'm not... I have troubles." Ximen Qing whispered.

　　 Tsing Yi teaches that that is completely her black history, she can disappear without seeing those guys. And if you let them know that they are occupying the body of their leader, how many fanatics God knows what they will do?

"It has nothing to do with me," Jiang Jianhong said, "Aren't you working as a cartoonist now? You are also a singer, I just calculated it. According to your current popularity, if you continue to be popular, it should be in a few decades. The debt can be paid off. Of course, if it can be more popular, this time will be shortened."

　　 "I worked so hard to draw comics, is it just to work for you?" Ximen said righteously, "It is impossible to work part-time!"

　　 "Then you pay me back!"

　　 "I don't get any money."

"Then go to draw comics," Jiang Jianhong said, "Also, don't expect me to help you~lightnovelpub.net~If you can't pay a certain amount of money every month, I will put you on the Lao Lai list. ."

"Damn!" Ximen Qing directly gave him a middle finger, "I can see it, Jiang Tietou, Jiang Tietou, you don't care about the tens of billions at all, you just want to force me to scatter them all over the society. Tsing Yi teaches to find out!"

　　 Jiang Jianhong also did not deny: "You know who Tsing Yi teaches are better than me. I am not saying to target them, but at least there must be corresponding monitoring, otherwise it will always be a hidden danger to the society."

"You can pull it down, isn't it 10 billion? I just earn it! Let me show you what my Ximen love is!" Hongdao.

　　 "Follow you." Jiang Jianhong immediately turned into running water and disappeared.

　　 He didn't plan to forcibly persecute an eight murderer, it's just a coincidence that this time, he just wanted to cheat on Ximen. Since Ximen Qing is so hard-spirited, he won't make any further moves.

　　 After he left, Ximen Qing looked at Song Yunwu with a bitter expression: "The charter wife, what should I do? Or go back and inherit your father's inheritance, and then take care of me."

"Fuck! My dad is still alive!" Song Yunwu gave her a blank look. "When things are up to now, you should draw comics well. If it doesn't work, go out and become a star. I remember that a star was a tax evasion last year. She missed a full 800 million yuan, and her appearance is less than one percent of yours."

　　 "Wow, you are trying to be a prostitute," Ximenqing is resolutely unwilling to be a female star, the circle is too dirty, "Oh, it seems that just one copy of "Giant" is really not enough. I have to open another one."

　　 "Sister Ximen, do you want to draw a new cartoon?" Qin Yuyao asked immediately, "What theme?"

　　 "I think about it, if you want to make money..."