Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey Chapter 280 - 280 280 The Ancestor Who Owed Favors

Chapter 280: Chapter 280: The Ancestor Who Owed Favors Chapter 280: Chapter 280: The Ancestor Who Owed Favors Fu Shiyan was just about to rest when he received Jiangli’s ssage, so he imdiately checked it.

Jiangli’s voice ssage was very direct, “President Fu, do you need soone to work for you?”

Fu Shiyan’s eyebrows twitched, “The Abbot is going to work for ?”

“Not ,” Jiangli chuckled, “I’ve t soone. She might need a job. She does have one right now, but it’s very likely she’ll lose it because of , so I wanted to find her another one.”

Jiangli didn’t really know about the types of jobs available nowadays.

She didn’t even understand what the word ‘job’ specifically ant.

She only knew that Black Wind might need a new job soon.

But she didn’t know many people.

Mr. Cao… unreliable.

Wen Zishu… also unreliable.

After so thought, the only slightly reliable person she could think of was Fu Shiyan.

Fu Shiyan himself was a big-shot, his company wouldn’t face various issues that would require layoffs.

To Fu Shiyan, this was but a small favor.

Fu Shiyan sent back a voice ssage, “The favor the Abbot owes is a favor I owe. I’ll take care of this matter. Just have her co to .”

Upon hearing this, Jiangli sighed in admiration, “As expected, Fu Shiyan is reliable!”

Just as she was about to reply, Fu Shiyan sent another voice ssage.

“However, does this count as the Abbot owing a favor?”

Jiangli, without a second thought, replied, “Right, consider it a favor you’re owed by .”

“Then how about the Abbot treats to a al tomorrow as a way of repaying the favor?”

Fu Shiyan’s voice was like a hook, snagging Jiangli’s heart with every word.

His request seed entirely reasonable.

Jiangli found no reason to refuse and agreed imdiately, “Alright, you set the ti and place, and just co pick up when it’s ti.”

Fu Shiyan said with a smile, “Great, see you tomorrow.”

Jiangli: “See you tomorrow.”

“Goodnight,” Fu Shiyan said softly.

When Jiangli heard that voice, she hissed, cleared her throat, and replied, “Goodnight.”

Fu Shiyan listened to the voice ssage from Jiangli and curved his lips into a smile.

…

Jiangli replayed the ‘goodnight’ voice ssage over and over again.

Lin Yurong looked at the continuously beaming Jiangli with so concern.

Why did she feel that the Abbot seed to have been duped, still gladly counting money for others?

Lin Yurong was very worried.

She thought that tomorrow she still had to find a way to ntion it to Xia Xin, to have Xia Xin keep an eye on the Abbot, lest she be tricked away by soone.

…

The night was deep and peaceful.

In Jiaoyang Temple, there was silence.

But not everywhere was as quiet.

Daoist Changmin returned from the hospital, furiously went to have a late-night snack, and when he returned to Qingyun Temple in the middle of the night, he was drunk and reeked of alcohol.

With a clang, he pushed open the door to his ditation room.

His junior brother, who shared the room, was playing with his phone and imdiately got up when he saw him, “Senior brother, why are you coming back so late?”

Daoist Changmin glared, “Do I need to report my comings and goings to you?”

The junior brother shrank his neck, “Then, then you should rest early… ”

He hadn’t finished speaking when a voice ca from his phone.

“The Abbot of Jiaoyang Temple, Jiangli, if it weren’t for her, I really can’t imagine what would have beco of Nana…”

“Jiaoyang Temple—”

Daoist Changmin caught these three words precisely, quickly strode over, snatched the phone from his junior brother’s hand.

The junior brother hastily said, “Senior brother, I was just randomly scrolling through so videos, nothing more…”

Daoist Changmin fixated on the video on the phone, a pretty girl was tearfully expressing her gratitude to Jiangli.

Daoist Changmin furrowed his brows deeply, freed one hand to grab his junior brother by the collar, pulling him close, “This Jiaoyang Temple, is it popular online now?”