Chen Hao made a rough estimate. During the month he had been away, if the shop earned twenty thousand Daoist Merit Points a day, even a conservative estimate put the month's earnings at no less than five hundred thousand. With what he had saved before, there should have been at least six or seven hundred thousand points. And that was supposed to be a measly little bit?!
The Jade Emperor's profiteering nature was laid bare at that moment. "Let me work it out for you. While you were gone, I managed your shop for a whole month. A thousand Daoist Merit Points a day for my labor isn't expensive, is it? After all, you have to consider my position and status. One times one is two, two times two is eight, so that comes to about four hundred thousand Daoist Merit Points for the month."
That swaggering calculation nearly made Chen Hao cough up blood. Damn it, who taught everyone in the Heavenly Court math? Was this some hereditary skill?
Chen Hao forced down his irritation and continued, "Fine, even if I pay you four hundred thousand Daoist Merit Points, what about the remaining two hundred thousand or so?"
"Don't be impatient. That four hundred thousand only covers my labor. I haven't calculated the shop's monthly cut yet," the Jade Emperor said.
Chen Hao froze. "Didn't I already give you a hundred and fifty thousand Daoist Merit Points? Why is there a monthly cut too?"
"That hundred and fifty thousand was just the fee for opening the shop. I also take eighty percent of your monthly revenue. Those are the rules."
"Eighty percent of the revenue?" Chen Hao went rigid. What kind of bullshit rule was that?
While Chen Hao was still processing his shock, the Jade Emperor continued, "Your