Bu Chongzhi thought Qi Wei and Lian Cheng had a battle, and they were seriously injured. Therefore, he inferred that Master Lian probably had a state between the middle level of the Dou Realm and the upper level of the Dou Realm, but it was not a state of the match. If it was a state of the match, Qi Wei would probably not be able to come back.

Out of some kind of pride, Qi Wei did not tell the truth to her master.

She was not defeated, but was completely killed!

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Lian Cheng called Liu Laosan.

On the other end of the phone, Liu Laosan seemed to be very happy in his tone. He said, "Mr. Lian, you finally replied. I am looking forward to your phone number, looking forward to the moon, waiting for you until you can't sleep at night! You are such a person who cares about it."

Lian Cheng's tone was bad: "I have never promised to get involved in your affairs. Have you used my name enough?"

He guessed that in order to create momentum, Liu Laosan must have had countless tiger skins. Among them, they included his own, so they offended the Tianmu Sect of unknown origin for no reason, and were even secretly monitored by others.

If it weren't for the strong sense of copper coins, he wouldn't have discovered the peepers on the rooftop.

Liu Laosan smiled and said, "It must be the subordinates who are talking nonsense. When people are anxious, they either think of the Jade Emperor Buddha, the police, or... they are the most powerful savior, that is, you! I have asked someone to express my little kindness to you in the flower shop. I wonder if you have received it."

He kept slapping and beating his words and slapping the blame, and secretly praised Liancheng's position. At the same time, he did not forget to mention the black card.

Liancheng no longer used that black card, and he had to owed all the money he owed.

He doesn't want to participate in real estate-related businesses, and it's all troublesome. Even if Liu Laosan has a lot of energy, he can easily apply for a stranger to a limited edition black card in Zhaoping.

However, rewards and costs are always equivalent. Lian Cheng would rather make his own small money slowly than he would not rashly involve the grievances and storms of the world of cultivation.

For the sake of enjoyment, fighting, killing, etc. is too dangerous.

Lian Cheng said to Liu Laosan: "You have cancelled the black card, and I have paid off the money in it. I am just an ordinary person, I have no ability or interest in dealing with big bosses like you. I understand what I said very clearly."

Liu Laosan was not annoyed, and still smiled in his words: "How can that happen? The gift I gave was taken for recycling. I don't care about that card. Don't think too much about it. You should use it. I owe you this favor. I owe you a big favor in a week. I will hold a big banquet at the Tianchi Hotel in Qizishan. You are a distinguished guest among the distinguished guests. If you are willing to give me a face..."

He hesitated for a few seconds and continued, "Twenty million, all for free. I know your interests and hobbies in writing and screenwriter. My name also has some effect in the film and television industry. You can see whichever you want from a big company or a big director. As long as you can call the crew, the script will definitely be yours... By the way, hasn't your alma mater held a lecture on a well-known alumni recently? I happened to have a meal with the principal. I think, with your ability and reputation, it is worthy to hold a grand lecture..."

Liu Laosan is very familiar with the word fame and fortune.

Even the city cannot escape this vicious circle. It is false to say that you can't move.

Class reunion is actually a small lecture. It is a rich, powerful and connected guy who talks about the good opportunity to dress up in front of old acquaintances. Being respected and recognized is a spiritual need of human instinct. No one would hate this. If the stage is elevated to the school level, the fame and prestige brought by the lectures of famous alumni of the alma mater is even more exciting and fascinating than Haixun.

Liu Laosan was afraid that Lian Cheng would refuse: "Don't be afraid of your identity. When you become the chief screenwriter of those big-time TV series and movies, the school has to pay you to popularize your life experience for students."

He even thought of the last bit of concern in Liancheng's heart.

Only then did Liancheng realize that none of the successful people in modern society are fools, they are all human wise men, and they are masters of psychology.

He took a deep breath, cleaned the things in his mind about fame and fortune, and his tone was calm and sincere.

"Those are all very good, but I don't like them."

"How can you not like it?" Liu Laosan didn't believe it, "You can just mention it where you are not satisfied." He thought he understood human nature, but he just couldn't understand Liancheng.

Lian Cheng shook his head: "I won't bother you anymore-"

"Beep." He hung up the phone.

The copper coins were shaking violently in their chests. When they heard the words of 20 million, they were so excited that they were like Teddy in heat, crawling around Liancheng's chest, causing the air to vibrate from time to time, making strange and sharp screams.

It expressed great dissatisfaction with Liancheng's refusal!

No, it's extremely unhappy!

Lian Cheng held the copper coin and looked at the unhappy appearance of the copper coin, and there was a hint of pleasure of revenge. The last time he took Yinqi San, he almost choked himself to death.

He laughed out loud: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, what can you do if you are unhappy? I don't agree, but I don't agree. The little beast comes to bite me. This is for you to do-"

Me, your dad, feed the money!

Hahaha!

Feed money!

Just as he was halfway through his laughter, Lian Cheng's smile was frozen.

It's not a joke! This time I'm playing the real thing! Judging from the perception, the copper coins are not adulterated, it's true, one hundred percent, and the critical hit rate is full...

Hungry!

"Damn you, my uncle! Why aren't you hungry half a minute earlier? How good I just agreed? Why are you pretending to be me!" Lian Cheng beat his chest and stamped his feet, feeling heartbroken.

Mr. Tongqian is in charge of my bird affairs, but he is hungry anyway.

Moreover, the hunger this time was surging, and his appetite was much bigger than the previous few times. At least 200,000 to 300,000 yuan would not satisfy him, at least two or three times more!

Where did Liancheng get this money? The fool's money group earns 4,000 yuan a day, and earns 120,000 yuan a month. The flower skirt girl live broadcast group, except for the first day of gift explosion, the average daily income is about 5,000 yuan a day, and earns 150,000 yuan a month...

Including the fractions, the total amount is 300,000 yuan per month, which can almost be fed half full at one time.

but!

Liancheng couldn't wait for a month. If the Duncoin Master's food is not solved in this week, judging from his strong interest in the waist between his legs, this little prodigal beast might eat which piece of meat!

The copper coins were shocked even more happily.

Me, your dear father, feed money! Don’t eat the root of your life!

Liancheng's plan was completely disrupted.

“wtf!”

He didn't want to get into the muddy waters of Liu Laosan and the Tianmu Sect. Although the hooded girl he met that day was very weak, it did not mean that the other old monsters of Tianmusan were weak!

Liancheng is very tangled.

At this time, a phone call came over. Seeing the caller, Lian Cheng was quite surprised that he was saved.

On the phone, Han Fei hummed playfully, "Teacher Lian, have you been too busy during this period? You completely forgot about what you promised?"

Han Fei still had a promise of 500,000! The food problem has been solved.

Lian Cheng said righteously: "Of course I didn't forget it, the plan went smoothly."

"Then Teacher Lian, please help me." Han Fei said weakly: "My dad didn't give that much. Including what I had left in my hand, I only had a little more than 500,000. But recently there was a comic exhibition in Zhaoping. I am the president of Hailan Cos Club, and I have to spend a lot of money on props, not to mention there is a Cos performance. There are too many places to spend money, and only 500,000 is not enough..."

This prodigal child! Just like a copper coin!

Liancheng had a bad premonition: "Tell me what's going on!"

"Please... help chop the car again," Han Fei said cutely.
Chapter completed!