"Forget it, I don't bother to meet you." The woman waved her hand impatiently.
"Thank you, young master." Luo Hai said respectfully.
"Have you found out what happened last night?" The woman crossed her legs and asked lazily.
"Back to Young Master, we have found out clearly that it was someone from Bone Spirit Sea who came to pick up the little witch." Luo Hai lowered his head and replied.
"That little girl Ren Hongluan? Tsk..." The woman clicked her tongue in disgust, unabashedly expressing her disdain for Ren Hongluan.
"It's a pity that this handsome little monk has taken advantage of that little girl."
Luo Hai lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice, with a strange look on his face. Is it possible that you still want to take action without Ren Hongluan? You are still engaged.
But he didn't dare to say this, or even mention it. He was afraid of being beaten to death by a woman.
After all, who in the world doesn’t know that Jin Mengmeng, the young master of Jubao Tower, hates her fiancé so much? He was so disgusted that he wanted to kill him quickly.
Yes, this rather enchanting woman has a name that is extremely inconsistent with her appearance - Jin Mengmeng, the young master of Jubao Tower and the heir to Jubao Tower.
And her fiancé is Qian Duoduo, the young boss of Gold and Silver Bank, a fat man weighing more than 300 pounds.
The two families were so close that they even had the same names. Unfortunately, Jin Mengmeng was born with an extreme control over her appearance and hated Qian Duoduo to the extreme.
She even felt ashamed of having such a fiancé, and even ran around to avoid the engagement. However, the effect was very successful. Jin Mengmeng is now thirty years old and still not married.
This time, she also heard that there was such a young talent that even her father valued very much, so she came here to wait. She was quite satisfied, but it was obviously too slow to start.
But because she had met Ling Chen, Jin Mengmeng became even more disgusted with her fiancé.
"Sigh... That little girl Ren Hongluan has such a good life. Why can't I have such a good life?" Jin Mengmeng held her cheeks and sighed deeply.
When she thinks about that damn fiancé and that handsome little monk, she feels like she doesn't want to live anymore. What should she do?
Luo Hai lowered his head tightly and even slowed down his breathing, for fear of attracting Jin Mengmeng's attention. After all, over the years, it was not uncommon for him to get angry at others because he thought of his fiancé.
Almost every year, several people die because of this matter. Now if someone gets angry, it will definitely be him.
"Son of a bitch!! Sooner or later, I will kill that dead pig with my own hands! Ah!!!!" Jin Mengmeng suddenly kicked the tea table away and roared with such anger that the ceiling of the elegant room shook.
Luo Hai almost turned into a piece of cake and spread it directly on the ground. He was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat and stopped breathing. He tried his best to minimize his sense of existence.
"Why is that little witch who kills people so much!? Why?!" Jin Mengmeng looked up to the sky and screamed.
"Come! Tell me! Why!?" Jin Mengmeng suddenly turned to look at Luo Hai and asked.
Luo Hai's heart suddenly skipped a beat when he heard this. It was bad, but he was still being targeted. This would really cost him his life.
"Uh... this... I really don't know, but the young master is right. The little witch is indeed not worthy of the Third Burial Mage." Luo Hai thought carefully and said carefully.
He really didn't know what to say, so he had no choice but to follow Jin Mengmeng's words and make peace with her.
"Trash! It's useless to ask you!" Jin Mengmeng looked at Luo Hai with disgust, and was extremely contemptuous of his unfavorable behavior.
But she never thought about what would happen if Luo Hai didn't follow her words.
"By the way, how is that master chair that I got from the young monk? Is it selling well?" Jin Mengmeng rubbed her brows and asked impatiently.
"Back to my young master, the sales results are very good. After the publicity of our Jubao Tower, basically anyone who is filial will buy two for their parents at home." Luo Hai said softly.
"However, because the production is very simple, imitation master chairs have begun to appear on the market. However, due to the power of our Jubao Tower, they are not large-scale."
When Jin Mengmeng heard this, she rubbed her smooth chin and nodded slowly, her raised legs swaying.
Upon seeing this, Luo Hai knew that Jin Mengmeng was thinking about something, so he shut up obediently and waited for Jin Mengmeng to speak.
After a while, Jin Mengmeng spoke.
"Let's talk to the biggest imitators. We can scare the monkeys if necessary. But there is no need to force the low-end ones. We will try our best to purchase the best wood on the market."
"But in this case, a lot of market will be lost. Although ordinary master chairs are cheap, they can add up to a lot." Luo Hai thought for a while and warned carefully.
"The structure of the master chair is too simple. Even ordinary people can make it by themselves. It is not necessary." Jin Mengmeng shook her head and explained.
"Moreover, I only got this thing to establish a relationship with the young monk and his master. After all, it can make the two killing gods of Bone Spirit Sea retreat obediently. One can imagine its power."
"Mainly selling high-end wood, selling it to the rich, officials, and royal families in the world, I can make more money than selling hundreds of ordinary master chairs."
Luo Hai suddenly realized when he heard this. He really hadn't thought about it so much just now.
"Anyway, just inform him. No matter which branch he sees, he will do his best to help the young monk. No matter what request he has, he must meet his request. Got it?" Jin Mengmeng glanced at Luo Hai.
"Then... what if he needs a huge amount of money?" Luo Hai thought for a while and decided to ask more questions. Although he might be scolded, it would be much better than being settled after something went wrong.
"Huh...a huge amount? How much can he spend by asking him to risk his life? Is giving him 100 million taels of silver enough for him to spend? Is money a big deal to us?" Jin Mengmeng sneered.
Of course, the total amount of money in the world may not be as much as 100 million taels, but from this statement, we can also see the arrogance of Treasure Building.
"I understand." Luo Hai nodded, understanding what Jin Mengmeng meant.
A mysterious figure with unknown depth can even make the two members of Bone Spirit Sea retreat. Being able to establish a relationship with such a figure is very worthwhile no matter how much money is spent.
After all, sometimes things you encounter cannot be solved with money at all.
Therefore, in Jin Mengmeng's view, she is not afraid of spending money in the early morning, but she is afraid that he will not spend it. The more she spends in the early morning, the happier Jin Mengmeng will be, because this also proves that early morning's life is inseparable from the treasure house.
Although it cannot be used for threats, coercion, etc., similar to this kind of despicable behavior, but if you really want something, will you not agree to it in the morning? Even if you can't agree straight away, at least you won't reject it outright, right?
As long as you can agree once, it will be a big profit for Jubaolou.
After all, it can't be bought with any amount of money by being able to solve things that are difficult or even impossible for them in Jubao Tower.
The corners of Jin Mengmeng's mouth curled up, and her gaze was deep, as if she was seeing Chen Ling's back through all the barriers.
However, Jin Mengmeng felt that he looked down upon this little monk. He had needs but was not greedy. He only asked for dozens of taels of silver.
Except for the Tianshan Silver Needle, which was worth some money, the other items were almost all junk, which was far from what she expected.
but……
Jin Mengmeng laughed happily.
She's not in a hurry.
