Fantasy: My exercises are automatically cultivated

Ye Chen understood in his heart that the chief manager actually didn't want to keep the fortune teller in his heart, which is understandable, he understood the concerns of the elders.

He urged.

"Don't worry, that old guy is indeed weird, but he is a real person with a good heart."

"Also, I also know about making money from my disciples. It's all small money. I'll subsidize it to my disciples in the future. I will also tell him not to make too much money and not be greedy."

He paused.

"However, he does calculate the exercises like a god, and his disciples are willing to spend the money, so don't mind."

After taking a sip of tea, Ye Chen continued.

"What's more, as for the position of high priest, he must belong to him, because we really don't have someone who can pinch and count like him in our faction, right?"

This is quite reasonable, the chief manager is ashamed to be inferior to the old guy's calculation skills, indeed the old man is amazing, he can calculate everything accurately, even a little bit of small things, he is so accurate, you can't accept it.

"His divine calculation ability is not as good as ours, sect master, you are right, the post of high priest is indeed suitable for him."

The position of High Priest is indeed only suitable for those who can count divine arts.

A position like an elder is mainly responsible for managing various matters and people in the sect, which is different from the role of the high priest.

The high priest is an important position to give warnings to the divination school's fortune every day, so the old man is the most suitable.

Therefore, the general manager has nothing to say, and since Ye Chen is the head of the sect, it is not easy for them to overturn his decision.

In fact, the head of the sect had to discuss things with several elders before making a final decision, but Ye Chen also had his own opinions.

"Okay, I've made a decision. The canonization ceremony will be held in the hall tomorrow morning."

The chief manager nodded despite his reluctance.

"Understood, I'll ask someone to prepare it immediately."

Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction before walking out.

The chief manager didn't sleep that night. Seeing Ye Chen leave, he directly asked someone to find other elders to discuss the matter.

Soon, all the elders came in a hurry.

"Director, why are you in such a hurry to find us so late?"

Some elders fell asleep with their wives in their arms, but were woken up by the chief steward's cronies and came directly.

"My daughter-in-law complained and told me to go back quickly."

The general manager rolled his eyes.

"It's important that your daughter-in-law has something I want to say. Really, tell her to wait. Besides, you are an elder to some extent. You can't even control a woman. I really look down on you."

The little elder was a little embarrassed by the chief steward's words.

"Stop talking, I'm also terribly afraid of her."

One person rolled his eyes.

"I'm afraid of wool, if a woman is disobedient and makes trouble unreasonably, she should be taught a lesson."

The man snapped back.

"You still have the guts to criticize me. Aren't you also afraid of your wife? Didn't you get beaten up late a few days ago with a black nose and a swollen face? You still have the guts to criticize me."

Well this...

The two of them scolded each other because of the woman's affairs. The chief steward was so dizzy that he suddenly stood up and yelled.

"Okay, stop arguing, what time is it, someone is going to shit on our heads, you still have time to talk about your daughter-in-law."

In his opinion, these elders are unworthy things, and they are all strictly controlled by their wives, which is really a headache.

But don't talk about others, he is actually not very good as the chief manager, and he is also a patient with a strict wife.

His old daughter-in-law was ugly and had a bad temper. When she got angry, she would make him kneel on the ground and think for several hours, and would not let him eat or sleep.

It's really funny that a manager who is famous in front of others is terrified of a woman at home.

The elders all stared in the direction of the chief steward when they heard it. What did he mean by what he just said?
"Boss, what do you mean by crawling on our heads to shit?"

The steward motioned for them to sit down and talk, and he sighed.

"Hey, don't mention it, the sect master just came to me."

If the door owner is looking for the head manager, it means that there must be something important to discuss.

"It is said that the divine fortune teller is going to be the high priest, and the ceremony will be held tomorrow."

There is such a thing.

Several people looked at each other incredulously.

"That weird old man is going to be retained by the sect master to be the high priest. Absolutely not! My disciple got hacked a lot of money."

"It's the same with my disciples. It costs a lot of money to go to him every day to calculate their fate. I'm so angry that I don't listen to persuasion. They say that gods and immortals are accurate, and we elders are not good at arithmetic."

Indeed, they don't know how to make calculations.

Actually none of them liked that guy.

"Of course not, but the sect master has already made a decision, and I'm afraid it can't be changed."

"Hmph, the old guy earned all the disciples' money, and now Ye Chen is using it again. It's really shameless."

The general manager said with a serious expression.

"This is Ye Chen's order, and I have to follow it."

One of them spoke suddenly.

"We can mess up secretly, but we must not let him make money here comfortably."

"That's right, let's do it like this. The position of high priest should be our chief steward."

The chief manager was happy in his heart, he loved hearing these words, in fact he had been thinking about the position of high priest for a long time, but Ye Chen just didn't give it to him.

The monthly profit of the high priest is a little more than that of the elders, and there are also a lot more special rights.

So the elders all wanted to take that position, but they didn't expect to be suddenly taken by an old man from outside. Of course they were not convinced.

One of them poked his head over with a mysterious expression on his face.

"Boss, you just say what to do."

They counted their heads against their heads, and they only had one purpose to drive the old man out of the mountain gate.

The chief steward's eyes flashed with bad ideas.

"That's what we do..."

They nodded after listening.

"It's still wise to be in charge, so let's do it."

The manager ordered.

"Only we know about this matter, and Ye Chen must not know about it."

They nodded.

"Of course we understand, don't worry."

After the discussion, they secretly returned to their home. Their irritable wives waited for a long time, and of course they were beaten up by Fatty.

In the morning, everyone gathered in the hall.

The elders sat down, all of them with dark circles under their eyes like pandas.

The fortune teller is on the opposite side of the old man.

Sun Xiaoxiao, Zhao Tianzhen's eldest disciple, and they were all present.

They didn't know why Ye Chen called them here so early, only a few elders knew.

The old man raised his head proudly and waited for him to be named high priest.

The disciples were discussing.

"Why is the sect master so early?"

"It seems to be a canonization ceremony."

Canonization no one knows.

Ye Chen waved his hand to tell them not to make any noise.

"Today is a good day. Immortal God will officially become our high priest from today."