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Chapter 317 Ye Yu’s Improvisation

The King of Hell was so angry that black smoke was rising from his seven orifices, and he looked for the attacker everywhere, even under the papers. He opened the tablecloth and took a look, but there was no one there.

"I'm so pissed off!"

The King of Hell was sitting on the throne angrily, and a ghost was sulking. The whole ghost was like a chimney, black smoke kept coming out.

After a while, the entire Yama Hall was enveloped in black smoke.

"Ok?"

"What is this?"

Suddenly, the King of Hell caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but be startled and looked over curiously.

on the ground...

It's a down jacket with big footprints all over it.

The King of Hell blinked and picked up the down jacket.

"Hmm~"

"The footprints look familiar..."

He lowered his head and compared his shoes...

"Forehead……"

"I stepped on it?"

The King of Hell smiled awkwardly.

Look at the place where you were attacked...

There are many down jackets of the same style piled up!
The king of hell suddenly realized something.

"seemingly……"

"I am the one who made the fuss."

The King of Hell murmured with a smile.

"Damn Tiandi Bank, open a privileged channel and drive it to the top of my head..."

The King of Hell cursed angrily.

Now, the king of hell has understood.

How could anyone sneak up on him? It was purely a work error of Tiandi Bank, which opened the privileged mail channel to the wrong place.

Picked up all the down jackets.

Place them on the document and check them one by one.

"Hi~"

"Pan Cui is such a great talent~"

Looking at the eleven down jackets, the King of Hell took a breath and said in surprise.

"It's really possible!"

"Great!"

The king of hell danced excitedly, as happy as a child thousands of years old.

After being happy, the King of Hell opened the private chat interface and immediately sent a private message to Ye Yu.

King of Hell: "Ye Yatou, this method is feasible, hurry up and make it!"

Seeing the message from the King of Hell, Ye Yu blinked and nodded resignedly.

The reply came: “Okay, how many pieces do you need?”

King of Hell: "The more, the better. On the day of the Winter Clothes Festival, do as much as you can."

"Okay, I'll do my best!"

Ye Yu replied.

"By the way, what style do you want?"

Ye Yu suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask about the style requirements.

"The King of Hell has closed the private chat!"

Ye Yu: ...

"no……"

"What's the matter with private chat..."

Ye Yu complained.

"Okay, then I can express myself freely."

Ye Yu blinked and smiled evilly.

Ye Yu thought for a moment and decided to rent a printing factory to make cotton-padded clothes for the underworld. After all, the elders in the underworld were really kind to him.

Now that the underworld is in trouble, Ye Yu must help.

Ye Yu took out his cell phone and dialed Third Master's cell phone.

When the call was connected, Ye Yu said straight to the point: "Third Master, help me rent a printing factory. I want to print something. The sooner the better."

"The printing house?"

"I have it in my name, I'll arrange it right away."

Although the third master occasionally made jokes, he never lost his temper. Ye Yu did not ask anything about what he wanted from the printing factory, and arranged it directly.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. San."

Ye Yu said with a smile.

"You're welcome, we can start work this afternoon."

The third master said with a smile.

"I'll call Zheng'er later and ask him to take you there when the villa is completed."

The third master said with a smile.

"it is good!"

Ye Yu responded with a smile.After the third master hung up the phone, Ye Yu began to think about how to compose the picture and what style to design.

"Hey~"

"I have~"

Suddenly, Ye Yu's eyes lit up and he smiled evilly.

Ye Yu parked the RV on the side of the road and started improvising.

First draw the Yin Chai and then the Yin Bing.

Ordinarily, Ye Yu was going to use the drawing of the down jacket.

Ye Yu directly painted Yin Zai's uniform into a black security guard training uniform. He changed the armbands, badges, and back patches into Yin Zai's uniform, and paired it with a coat, and it was complete.

For the uniforms of the Yin soldiers, Ye Yu directly copied Yingjiang's camouflage as training uniforms, and replaced the camouflage with black and white. Ye Yu also thoughtfully painted body armor to replace the armor, and matched it with old-fashioned green military uniforms. The coat focuses on nondescript beauty.

The King of Hell didn't know yet that Ye Yu was acting crazy.

The good ancient army was directly transformed by Ye Yu into the style of a modern drama crew and a second-hand actor.

After drawing the cotton-padded clothes that were printed in batches, Ye Yu began to design clothes for King of Hell, Judge, Black and White Impermanence, Bull Head and Horse Face, and Zhong Kui.

These are the main officials of the underworld, and they all need to be painted by Ye Yu himself.

Ye Yu directly painted the cotton-padded coat of the King of Hell into a black suit, a black trench coat, and embroidered gold dragons, focusing on the temperament of a domineering boss.

There are many judges. Except for Judge Cui, who wears an embroidered coat, the others all wear administrative jackets.

Bai Wuchang, white suit, white windbreaker, with black color depicting the howling wolf and the moon.

Hei Wuchang, black suit, black windbreaker, embroidered with silver patterns to see a tiger descending from the mountain.

Ye Yu was not familiar with the bull-headed and horse-faced figure, so he just drew a sable figure on it.

"Whoo~"

After completing all the paintings, Ye Yu nodded with satisfaction and exhaled a breath.

"Done it, I'm such a little genius."

Ye Yu said with a smile.

That expression was quite narcissistic.

Looking at the time, two hours have passed.

Just as he was thinking about calling Wang Zheng and asking if everything was done at the villa, Wang Zheng's phone came over.

"Hey?"

"Is everything done at the villa?"

Ye Yu asked after pressing the answer button.

"It's done, where are you?"

"I'll take you to the printing shop!"

Wang Zheng's deep voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone.

"I'm still in the city. You can send me the location of the printing factory and we'll meet at the printing factory."

Ye Yu glanced at the road sign and said with a smile.

"it is good!"

Wang Zheng responded and hung up the phone.

"Ding dong!"

The phone beeps.

Ye Yudian opened his eyes and saw where Wang Zhengfa was.

Ye Yu stood up, moved his body, walked to the cab, navigated to the destination, set it to the position of the printing factory, stepped on the accelerator, and set off directly.

Half an hour later, Ye Yu arrived at the printing factory in an RV, and Wang Zheng was already waiting at the door.

Ye Yu stopped the car and jumped out of the RV holding the drawings.

“What do I need to print?”

"This is the factory director, tell him."

Wang Zheng pointed at the middle-aged man beside him and said.

Ye Yu nodded and looked at the director of the printing factory.

"Hello, factory."

Ye Yu smiled and greeted.

"Hello, Miss Ye, if you need anything, just ask."

The director of the printing factory said with a smile.

"These paintings will be printed as much as we can on the day of the Winter Clothes Festival. We will work in three shifts, working day and night. I will cover all meals and midnight snacks. In addition to the normal salary every day, I will give each person an additional 200 yuan in subsidies."

"You must use these words of mine as a template!"

Ye Yu handed the painting to the factory director and said in a deep voice.

The director took the painting, opened it and took a look. He was stunned for a moment, then closed the painting, clicked it, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Miss Ye, leave it to me."

"please."

Ye Yu said with a smile.

"Contact the trucks and the nearby steel mills for me. When the printing here is finished, I will make arrangements and take them all to the steel mills and dump them into the furnace for burning."

Ye Yu said to Wang Zheng.

"no problem!"

Wang Zheng nodded.

The factory director on the side was stunned.

What operation?
Burn after printing?

Mainly targeting a prodigal?

(End of this chapter)