Nuwa Growth Diary

wage? !

In ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, I have never heard of a **** who wants the gods to pay wages.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't it be the people below who take the initiative to respect and post money in order to make progress? ! Feng Xiaoxiao was a little dazed.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with her belief. The heroes who cultivated or became gods before, whether they are foreign or domestic, are all powerful people who are already very famous or extremely capable in the secular world. When these people became gods, their pursuit of goals had long been separated from the low-level taste of gold and silver materials.

What's more, even if the gods have some material pursuits, they rely on the incense worship of believers, and they have never heard of relying on the gods to pay wages...

It's just that the situation is a bit different now. The monks to be promoted have no doubt not reached such a high level. They have no believers and no source of income. It is a good thing to become a god, but if you become a **** and you have no food, what should you do with normal life in the future? !

The middle-aged man wiped his cold sweat, and when he noticed Feng Xiaoxiao's surprised expression, he knew that the other party didn't even think about paying a salary.

"Miss Feng." After thinking and thinking, the middle-aged man couldn't help but blush and speak softly: "Actually, we...none of us has bigu."

The crowd behind the middle-aged man nodded wildly.

You all have no butts? ! You have nothing to do with me if you have little jj! ... Feng Xiaoxiao thought about it and said euphemistically: "If you really can't stand it, you can consider doing odd jobs outside during the rest time after you are busy?!"

The middle-aged man burst into tears in an instant.

The profession of gods sounds pretty good, but the benefits are not as good as migrant workers. It’s too much-asking for a full-time job, not being paid, doing nothing for nothing, it seems that you don’t even cover food and housing...

The first signing meeting of the representative local gods had to be interrupted due to the first sudden reality problem. The middle-aged group retreated temporarily and re-lived in the settled hotel and waited for the results to be discussed here, so when Fuxi modified the foundation of the gods When I came out of the door, what I saw was the scene of Feng Xiaoxiao negotiating with Li Xiao and Yang Yan in the living room with a sad face and holding his hair.

Yang Yan was the first to find Fuxi downstairs. He raised his hand to say hello and asked by the way: "By the way, Brother Xi, what happened to Poseidon?! His wife is still in the underworld."

Fuxi flicked the dust on his cuffs somehow, and raised his eyes lightly: "I have used the paper crane to send the message, presumably Poseidon is now rushing to the underworld." The paper crane was still folded by Feng Xiaoxiao himself. When Fuxi flew with her own hands in the late night, she instantly felt the happiness similar to that of a husband and a woman.

"Paper cranes?! How do you find Poseidon for this thing?!" Let's not consider the waterproof material. You must have a mailing address to find someone. Yang Yan expressed his interest in this wonderful little supernatural power.

Feng Xiaoxiao said cheerfully: "Brother Xi asked Hades for Poseidon's hair."

Yang Yan, a smart man, understood the principle of paper crane tracing, which basically means dna tracking. But there is obviously another issue worthy of attention: "Why did Hades collect Poseidon's hair?!"

"It was not collected by him, but it was dropped by Poseidon, who was in the underworld before... Hades is actually not sure which one it is. Anyway, he asked his men to sweep all the places in his palace that can be swept. Finally, he gave it to Xi. A lot of brother.” So the paper cranes she folded last night were counted by hits, and a hundred or so were released.

"..." Yang Yan suddenly sympathized with Poseidon.

A handful of hair represents a handful of recipients. In other words, it was just overnight. The kidnapping of Poseidon’s wife can spread throughout Olympus.

The party and the people will never let you expose others' privacy behavior like this! Brother Xi! ...Of course, no one has the ability to successfully punish him.

Yang Yan turned his head back silently, and asked with a dry cough, "Where did we discuss it just now?! Oh, right, about the welfare and living conditions of the grassroots gods?!"

This is a serious subject. If the grassroots migrant workers...no, the life problems of the gods cannot be effectively solved, then from a realistic perspective, no matter how enthusiastic those people want to become gods. In the end, he will definitely fall at the feet of RMB.

You can't starve the gods to death, and then collectively change jobs to be employees of the underworld, right? !

Fuxi didn't know what happened before, so he walked straight to Feng Xiaoxiao. Sit down and listen to the situation, and the present speaker is Yang Yan.

"According to the past experience in myths and stories, I probably summarized the channels of the gods' sources of income. Generally speaking, there are two aspects... MLM and sales." Yang Yankeng spoke powerfully, his eyes full of successful businessmen Confident look.

Fuxi didn't know, so Li Xiao shook his hand, and a drop of ink was spotted on the notebook he was about to take notes.

"..." Feng Xiaoxiao wiped his sweat silently: "Are you specific?!"

"Everyone should know what MLM means." Yang Yan complied with the public opinion and began to explain: "Whether it is at home or abroad, everyone knows that gods rely mainly on mortal incense. And how does this incense incense come from?! Of course it is all kinds of incense. Brainwashing propaganda makes believers have faith. For example, Xinchun brother is in full state...Oh! I’m sorry to say that, for example, I want to pray for wealth and worship the God of Wealth, and I want to pray for the child to worship the child Guanyin, because each priest has different relationships and has their own The believers who ask will worship the gods for a certain wish."

"Before this, how do you convince others that worshipping you can help him achieve his wishes?! This requires early brainwashing propaganda work." Yang Yan analyzed carefully: "Will those who worship the gods realize their wishes?! Obviously impossible This is the same as most people who join MLM will lose money, only a very small part of the lucky ones are selected, as an example, give some benefits and then show the public... Then how can people be willing to give money under the premise of inaction or inaction Here you are? This is the power of MLM or branding."

Feng Xiaoxiao remained silent for another ten minutes: "...In short, what you mean is to develop believers, and then let these people take the initiative and voluntarily provide for the gods, right?"

Li Xiao hurriedly jotted down Feng Xiaoxiao's words and ignored Yang Yan's large explanation.

Yang Yan nodded his head and expressed his approval: "If you look at Shenting as a company, the initial stage is to create and develop the brand, and you must establish a good corporate image, so that it is conducive to sustainable development."

This sentence is OK, continue to record... Li Xiaoyun's pen is like flying.

"But there is another important point here." Yang Yan glanced at the record in Li Xiao's notebook: "Shen Ting is not a legal existence like a real company. If it is really a big fanfare, it will definitely fight the government. So development cannot be put on the surface. It can only be pushed secretly...well, basically you regard it as a gangster and operate like a gang."

"...Let's go back and consult Xiao Jiang." Feng Xiaoxiao was speechless: "Continue to talk about sales issues?!"

"After establishing a few positive demonstrations with a good image, you can start to sell." Yang Yan gave an example: "Every **** has his own ability. If you want to make money, you can sell those derivative products brought by your own ability, such as Li Selling elixirs before laughing, this is a way to generate income. For example, you can treat people as a project. The **** of land can sell the native minerals from the top of the mountain, and the **** of water can sell aquatic products...I don’t need me one by one. Give me an example?! Even if there are some formalities that cannot be sold to the secular world, we can still exchange information within ourselves!"

So can all gods become self-employed? !

It is even possible that the self-employed may not have done it, and they have to go back to the bartering of primitive society... The wind ran with little tears, and instantly felt that the original tall and glorious image of the gods had been pulled down several levels.

Fuxi finally understood what these people were discussing. To put it bluntly, it was just a word-money.

"Why is it so troublesome." Fu Xi frowned impatiently: "The five ghosts are lucky, and the iron becomes gold... Could it be that the gods will lose money without money."

The three people worshiped with Feng Xiaoxiao, even Yang Yan was jealous, and pressed the words that almost blurted out for guidance and instruction, and coughed sternly: "In a legal society, how can we? Do this kind of thing that disrupts market order!"

Feng Xiaoxiao thought about it and shook his head reluctantly: "Yes, Brother Xi, these methods of you are only suitable for emergency, but if you use conventional methods, it will disrupt the market in a few days, and we will accidentally point out too much gold. If the devaluation of the Chinese currency is accelerated for hundreds of thousands of years, people all over the country will jump off the building."

Fuxi's suggestion was refuted, and she simply didn't want to: "Come if you want, do you want me to beg them to become immortals?! If they don't want to, they don't come."

This is a hand-off sale~www.readwn.com~ It means that you have difficulties, I know, but if you have difficulties, you want to recruit, and love will not come. Anyway, so many people don’t have to worry about picking up a few.

The remaining three looked at each other, Feng Xiaoxiao is still more kindly and kindly pointed Li Xiao: "Would you like to explain the two methods and situations mentioned by the second brother to those people?! If necessary, we can also introduce Xiao Jiang. Come and give pointers..."

Li Xiao was silent, put away the notebook, nodded, turned around and went out to contact.

I don't know if he revealed a little Fuxi's attitude while conveying Yang Yan's suggestion. In the afternoon, a few people re-entered the door with shame, expressing their willingness to overcome all odds and become a god... Middle-aged people were not among them.

Feng Xiaoxiao handed out contracts to people one by one, and asked other people: "That uncle and the others are going back?!" It's a rare opportunity, dear, after this deity is broadcasted, I will think of becoming a **** in the future. It's not that simple anymore.

"..." One of them paused: "Well, Uncle Xue wants to become a **** for his wife, but..." (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to () vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read it.)