One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

It may be that Lingqiong always disclosed intentionally or unintentionally all kinds of thoughts about her lack of money.

Although Sinclair was skeptical, he was somewhat convinced.

That night, her attitude was extremely indifferent, and she didn't care about the life or death of the woman who asked her for help.

That's not something normal people can do...

And she's selling pure blood.

The combination of all these shows that she is not a good person.

"Then there is something I want to ask you."

"ask."

"Where did the pure blood in your hand come from?"

"Is this important?" Ling Qiong tilted her head, as if she didn't understand what this question had to do with her joining them.

"Don't worry, it's just to understand and won't interfere with you." Sinclair said.

Ling Qiong stared at Sinclair for a few seconds, pondered for a moment in her heart, and smiled with the corners of her lips curled up, "Xia Miye's."

Sinclair was stunned when he heard the name: "Xia Miye?"

"That's right." Ling Qiong smiled, "I like him, you don't want to think about him, otherwise no one will feel better about it."

The little girl's voice was soft as usual, but for some reason there was a sense of eerieness that made people feel creepy.

"..." You like him and sell his blood? What do you like!

Sinclair once again felt that the little girl in front of him was not a good person.

It's good to be bad...

Good people can't do this to them.

"I don't want anything to happen to Xia Miye. If something happens to him, I will be very angry. Mr. Sinclair won't make me angry, right?"

"...Don't worry, Manager Xu."

Ling Qiong stretched out her hand: "Then, happy cooperation."

"Pleasant cooperation."

…

Sinclair left the office, returned to his office, made sure no one was there, made a phone call, and reported the results.

"She said she likes Xia Miye, but... from her behavior, she doesn't like it much. It seems that she is using Xia Miye's blood to make money." Sinclair guessed.

The people over there didn't know what they said, and Sinclair responded.

"Anyway, Xia Miye should be considered her weakness. Now that it's delivered to her, we have an extra bargaining chip to control her."

"Okay... I'll arrange a meeting and take her there to see the situation. If there's no problem, go on to the next step."

"Well... I will be careful."

Sinclair hung up the phone and took a look outside.

The management of the sub-office has a lot of power, if there is really no problem, it is a good thing for them.

The previous manager didn't care about oil and salt, and he couldn't pull it down even if he wanted to...

…

Xia Miye's house.

He came back a little late today, and when he entered the house, he found it was in a mess, as if someone had broken in.

Xia Miye walked in quickly, and saw Sharp lying on the ground unconscious in the living room.

He stepped forward to help Sharp up.

"Mi... Mi Ye?" Sharp woke up faintly, "Are you back??"

"Someone is making trouble again?"

Obviously this is not the first time.

Since they moved here, blood clansmen came to make trouble every now and then while he was not at home.

These blood clans may be former enemies, or they may be villains who have made trouble.

"Why……"

While tidying up the things on the ground, Xia Miye said, "I'll find another place in these two days."

"Don't worry about it." Sharp said, "Even if you move, you can still find it."

Xia Miye didn't make a sound, and silently packed his things.

Sharp heard the movement, and said after a while: "Mi Ye, get out of here. I will only hurt you, so don't worry about me anymore."

"I will not leave."

Sharp sighed: "Aren't you still determined?"

Xia Miye: "Since you didn't take the holy artifact, someone will take it, and I will find out who it is."

Those who encircle and suppress other people...he will also get rid of them one by one.

Sharp was silent and just shook his head for a while.

Xia Miye cleaned up the room, and put all the undamaged things back to their original places, as if nothing had happened.

He took some food from the refrigerator, put it on a plate, and put it in Sharp's hand.

Sharp is in poor health and has to eat every day.

Although there are not many, these things are not cheap.

For the current Xia Miye, it is a big burden.

Knock Knock——

Sharp couldn't see, but still turned his head in the direction of the door.

Xia Miye took the knife from the cabinet, put it behind her and went to open the door.

Outside the door was a well-dressed young man.

"Hello." The young man was a little shy, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Xia Miye?"

Xia Miye nodded.

"Here is an entry notice." The young man took out a document from his bag, "Please report on time at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Entry?" Xia Miye frowned: "I shouldn't be able to do any normal work."

The young man smiled shyly: "The branch office is not governed by the blood clan treaty."

Sub-office...

"The notice has been delivered, so I'll leave first." The young man bent down and left the corridor.

Xia Miye opened the file and saw the position - Assistant in charge.

Sharp came over from the living room and stood by the cabinet in the entrance, "I just heard the entry notice, what kind of job is it?"

They were demoted to civilians, but they were still different from ordinary blood races. They could not participate in any work with formal wages.

Xia Miye closed the door and went straight into the bedroom without answering.

Sharp sighed heavily.

…

Nine o'clock in the morning is the official working time of the branch office, but there are not many people arriving at nine o'clock.

As long as the tasks under his hands are finished, the branch office doesn't care much about being late and leaving early.

Your productivity determines whether you have the right to arrive late and leave early.

Of course, you can't go too far. It's reasonable to be late and leave early for an hour, but if you don't come for half a day, it won't work.

It was exactly nine o'clock when Xia Miye arrived at the branch office.

He looked at the building of the branch office with complicated thoughts.

he shouldn't be here...

But he came anyway.

Xia Miye let out a breath, turned around and was about to leave, when a person ran out, "Hello, are you Mr. Xia Miye?"

"……yes."

The other party said: "I'll take you in to apply for employment. After a while, the manager will come, and I'll take you there."

"..."

The other party pulled him in very enthusiastically, and quickly completed the entry procedures for him, and got a badge belonging to the branch office.

That speed, as if afraid that he would run away...

"The sub-office doesn't have many requirements for employees, as long as they complete their own work. However, this badge must be worn at all times, so that it is convenient to enter and exit various departments of the building."

Badges are like access cards.

It's just that you don't need to swipe, and the places that need to be used will be automatically recognized.

"The steward is here, let me take you up."

Xia Miye was taken to the office on the top floor, but there was no one there, and the other party asked him to wait for a while.

Xia Miye looked at the office. This office didn't look solemn and serious, and there was a girlish style everywhere.

There is a row of cabinets on the left wall, and the things on them are very miscellaneous, but they have one thing in common-beautiful.