Chapter 21 Forced to pay

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Lu Man didn't know what Lu Junlan said in the distance. At this moment, she was counting the money in her bracelet, her eyes shining with joy.

Get rich, get rich~

She, Lu Man, also wants farmers to become landlords~

✧*。٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و✧*。

Ahem, calm down!

"Uncle Song, are you okay? If nothing happens, I will go back to the small building~"

Lu Man covered her lips with her hands and looked at Song Yan with a serious face, as if the person who grinned happily to the back of her head just now was not her.

Song Yan didn't expose it, but asked, "Miss, you want to go back to the small building? Don't you live in the Planet Lord's Mansion?"

The small building was the small courtyard where Lu Man stayed on the first night. She almost missed her No. 1 and No. 2 after not seeing them for two days.

"What's so good about living in this planet's main mansion? It's big, difficult to walk around, and not very popular." Lu Man waved his hands carelessly, with disgust written on his face, "It's not as fragrant as my small building. It's not that big. It’s small, it’s just right for me and Xiangyang.”

Hearing this, Song Yan handed over the folder in his hand with confidence, "Miss, let's take a look at this project document."

"The main palace of the planet is too big, and it would be a waste to leave it unoccupied, so I plan to change this place into Canxing's administrative district."

After hearing Song Yan's explanation, Lu Man, who was a little confused at first, nodded and looked through the project book in his hand.

"That's true. When Wang Yong lived there before, he was too patronizing. The layout was not reasonable at all and it was in tatters. I don't know where he spent all the money he took from Canxing."

Lu Man quickly went through the document and signed his name at the end of the document.

Song Yan took the signed folder and said, "The money for re-planning..."

Lu Mann: "..."

Wuwuwu, my little money~ You are about to leave my arms before you are warmed up in my pocket~

Lu Man reluctantly took out the black card he had just received, as if his heart was bleeding when he took it.

Tsk, why does it feel so subtle that a nurturing little lover uses his hard-earned money to support a male model...

I don’t know where Wang Yong spent her money. If she finds the person behind Wang Yong, she will do this and that!

Song Yan took the black card and prepared to leave, "Then I won't disturb the little lady. Little lady, please pay attention to safety on the way back."

Lu Man stopped him, "If I hadn't said that I wanted to go back to my landlord, Uncle Song's project document wouldn't have appeared in front of me, right?"

"Yes." Song Yan nodded and raised another folder that appeared in his hand. "But another project document will appear, which means finding a new place to build the administrative center."

Lu Man was speechless and choked up. In other words, no matter where she lived, the matter of taking money out of her pocket would never go away...

Although it was a bit heartbreaking to hand over the money that he had just received, Lu Man was still very happy that the seed matter was solved openly and that the windfall alleviated the current predicament.

Although she didn't have the seeds Lu Junlan gave her, she could still use the seeds she brought from Blue Star, but after all, they were not from the same era. Lu Man was afraid that one day he would bring out some seeds that were not available in the interstellar. Just like potatoes that day.

Now it's good, with the seeds provided by Lu Junlan, and some private goods mixed in with her, as soon as the planting industry is launched, she, Lu Man, will become the richest man in the federation, isn't it possible?

Thinking like this, Lu Mann laughed out loud. Xiangyang, who was walking behind her, rubbed his arms and complained, "Miss, can you please stop smiling so obscenely, it can easily cause physical discomfort."

When Lu Man heard this, he immediately took out his small mirror and took a look. When he saw that the face in the mirror was still exquisite and impeccable, and every strand of hair revealed the delicate and pitiful taste of the delicate little white lotus, he immediately retorted with confidence.

"What do you know? I have the temperament of a successful strong woman!"

"Ah, yes, yes," Xiangyang responded angrily, "Your successful strong woman is walking on a country road in the middle of the night, and flies rub her hands and laugh."

"Oh, I understand." Lu Man deliberately prolonged his tone.