Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon's Sweetheart novel Chapter 677

Chapter 677: Chapter 677: Becoming the Ghost King

Ye Xian and the ghosts exchanged confused looks for the longest time before figuring out the situation. Were they... getting off work?

The zombie who was eating instant noodles put down his chopsticks with a puzzled look, "Excuse me, have you gone to the wrong place?"

Ye Xian glanced at their perfectly intact outfits and makeup, and then at the well-arranged props of the Ghost House, when a sudden idea struck her.

I got it!

"Are you about to get off work?"

"Yes."

Ye Xian, "You can’t get off work!"

The ghosts, "?" Why can’t we get off work?

Ye Xian, "Because... you need to work overtime!"

The ghosts, "!" Even ghosts have to work overtime these days?

"On what grounds?"

"Because there’s overtime pay!"

Overtime pay?

Oxhead and Horseface, after finishing their spicy snacks, looked at each other with some interest and wiped their hands, "How much?" A hundred will do!

Ye Xian, "How much do you get paid for playing ghosts for a day?"

The ghosts all raised their fingers; some said two hundred, some three hundred, some even five hundred...

Ye Xian was surprised to find that even ghosts had their own hierarchy, with foreign ghosts being more expensive than the domestic ones—such pronounced idolization of foreign entities.

She quickly estimated that in total there were only about twenty or so ghosts, deciding to treat them all equally, she generously declared, "Overtime pay, one thousand each!"

As soon as she had spoken, the ghosts all excitedly got to their feet and began running wildly towards her.

Ye Xian was so frightened that she thought they were coming to eat her and stumbled backward two steps.

Their makeup was frighteningly realistic, even more terrifying than in horror films!

But instead, the ghosts happily shook her hand, "Really?" "You’re a good boss!" "What do you need us to do, boss? We can work till dawn!" "As long as the money’s right, boss, I can act out any ghostly part!"

The barrage of comments was overwhelmed with laughter due to this sudden twist and the incongruent imagery.

’Indeed, money can make the devil turn mills, this phrase couldn’t be more true!’

’hahahaha Ye Xian standing among the ghoulish ghosts, the out-of-place feeling is too strong, like a fallen angel trapped in Hell’

’Am I the only one who thinks this is endearing? I’ve already mentally constructed a drama about a pretty little Ghost King!’

The comments were filled with laughter, but the director’s team watching the big screen was baffled, "???" When had their staff suddenly become Ye Xian’s minions?

The director, engrossed in the spectacle, had no intention to stop the show, "Break what rule? There’s no set rule for the name-tag tearing battle, that kid is sharp-witted, might even stage a miraculous comeback by himself!"

Ye Xian lightly touched her chin with her tongue, "You don’t need to work until dawn, just bring your A-game. Just do as I say, and everything will be fine."

Outside the Ghost House, the four who were desperately chasing Ye Xian abruptly came to a halt in front of the eerie Ghost City, skidding to a stop.

Chu Yao turned around to look at them, "Why have we stopped?"

The three, seeing the human skin masks and skeletal heads swaying in the wind at the entrance, began to tremble with fear, "Brother Yao, up ahead is... a Ghost House."

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