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Chapter 92 This trick is outdated, you know?

In the living room, Zhang Haotian took a sip of tea.

Mr. Zhao sat on his head, his face had long disappeared completely and turned red.

As the saying goes, a person feels refreshed when he encounters happy events. From sadness, anger, to despair, now he finally sees the blue sky through the clouds and mist.

"Thank you today for Mr. Zhang to destroy the evil ghosts and save the little girl from the fire and water. I am willing to give out two hundred taels of gold to repay Mr. Zhang. But so much money will not be withdrawn for a while. Otherwise, Mr. Zhang will live in my house for the time being and allow me to go to the money shop tomorrow to withdraw the money."

Seeing Zhang Haotian put down the teacup, Mr. Zhao said respectfully.

Although he did not witness the process of Mr. Zhang killing the evil ghost with his own eyes, the servant guarding the yard said that the whole process of Mr. Zhang killing the evil ghost seemed very simple. The evil ghost was in the hands of Mr. Zhang, and he did not even have the power to resist.

This is the real master!

Although Mr. Zhao is rich, he is difficult to get in touch with such real experts on weekdays. Basically, those who can get in touch with are all half-clear experts.

It was like the master who had invited him to exorcism for a lot of money. He failed to exorcism, but was injured by the evil ghost.

Of course, to be on the safe side, Mr. Zhao wanted to keep Zhang Haotian at home for one night.

After all, whether the evil ghost was really destroyed was still a little unsure about whether it was true.

Zhang Haotian glanced at Mr. Zhao and was shocked.

He actually gave himself one hundred taels of gold!

Not bad, not bad!

I like this kind of heroic master!

Although I was extremely happy inside, my face was still as usual and I only chuckled: "This is not urgent. No matter how you say it, Zhao Yuanwai is a well-known figure, so he will naturally not go back on his word. I have other things, so I won't live in your mansion. I will give you the address and just send the money."

Two hundred taels of gold are also a big number for Zhang Haotian, but for a wealthy man like Zhao Yuanwai, it is not a big problem. I believe he will not rely on his own account.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'm going back."

However, as soon as Zhang Haotian stood up from his seat, he was stopped by Mr. Zhao and Uncle Fu: "Mr. Zhao, can you live here tonight?"

"What's the meaning?"

Zhang Haotian frowned and looked at Zhao Yuanwai and the others, and said unhappily.

What does it mean? You can't detain yourself!

Seeing that Zhang Haotian was angry, Uncle Fu hurriedly explained: "Mr. Zhao, don't get me wrong. That's right. We are worried that the evil ghost and his accomplices. If you are not here, they come to the door and we will be done. You will be burdened. Stay here overnight."

"Mr. Zhao, I won't let you live in vain. As long as you stay here for one night, I will pay another 100 taels of gold."

Mr. Zhao also hurriedly spoke.

"Add another one hundred taels of gold?"

Zhang Haotian's heart was beating.

A big rich man is a big rich man, which is different from ordinary people. He always speaks one hundred taels of gold.

You should know that even ordinary noble families can't get one hundred taels of gold at once. According to the market value, one tael of gold is relative to one hundred taels of silver.

This Mr. Zhao is not ordinary rich!

Moreover, he is willing to sacrifice his fortune for his daughter. Such a great father deserves respect!

For one hundred taels of gold... no... no, it was for this great fatherly love that Zhang Haotian decided to sleep here at night.

Anyway, I go back and sleep, and I also sleep here, and I have one hundred taels of gold. Wouldn’t it be even more pleasant to sleep here?

Outdated?

What is this talking about?

Why don't you understand?

Shouldn't he be scared by himself and trembled all over?

How could you still say something you don’t understand like this?

Is it because I am not scary enough?

Or is there something wrong with his brain?
Chapter completed!
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