Chapter 297 [Qian Qi, he is teasing you. 】

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"Let me tell you, no matter who sees him, he will think he is a lie, huh? No, what?" Gong Qiang came back to his senses and said unexpectedly, "Do you believe it?"

He pointed at Qian Qi's native dog puppet costume and said in disbelief, "He appeared in the military camp dressed like this dog! He said that he could find a copy that even the seven major families could not find. Do you believe it?"

Su Ang nodded, "Yes, Xin."

Gong Qiang was completely numb.

no? Why? Why do you and Nangong Yan both believe it?

It shouldn’t be!

Why did he fail to keep up with Su Ang and Nangong Yan?

Is it the generation gap between ages? !

"Alas!" Qian Qi patted Gong Qiang's arm sympathetically, "Brother Qiang, don't be too sad, not everyone will have a smart mind."

"You'd better shut up." Gong Qiang was a little doubtful about life. If he couldn't think of an answer, he just gave up. He muttered to Su Ang, "What's wrong? He needs a lot of money to calculate the position. Do you want to have a meeting?"

Su Ang raised his eyebrows slightly. The Gong Qiang he knew was not someone who would take the initiative to offer money. According to Gong Qiang's temper, he would have immediately taken Qian Qi to find a copy instead of talking about money here.

Could it be that...she has already trained Gong Qiang?

Su Ang couldn't help but glance at Qian Qi again.

Qian Qi thrust the fortune-telling flag on the ground and said confidently, "What are you looking at! Don't want to give me money?"

Su Ang stared at Qian Qi and sighed slightly.

After all, she still couldn't stand by indifferently, and she didn't hesitate to expose her abilities in front of the seven aristocratic families, but fortunately, she also knew how to disguise herself.

Although... the disguise is a bit doggy.

Su Ang stood up, and the hem of the gray thin blanket swayed, but did not slip down to his shoulders. He asked, "Hongcheng, how many underground A-level copies are there?"

"There are four A-level copies that broke out." Qian Qi answered honestly.

Su Ang lowered his eyes slightly. Four of them exploded. So it seems that there are still A-level copies that have not exploded?

Nangong Yan also raised his hand and tapped his chin, thinking deeply.

Gong Qiang calculated, "40 billion, do you have enough money? He calculated that a C-level copy will cost 2 billion and 500 yuan."

"500 yuan?" Su Ang looked sideways, wondering where this fraction came from.

"Um..." Gong Qiang pointed to Qian Qi, "I soiled his puppet suit... the dry cleaning fee."

"...Then you pay it yourself." Su Ang said coldly, and then asked Qian Qi, "What about the others? How many B-level dungeons are there, and how many C-level dungeons are there?"

"Six B-level copies and seven C-level copies." Qian Qi added, "B-level copies are 6 billion and C-level copies are 1 billion."

Su Ang muttered, "83 billion...Brother Gong, go to the video conference and ask them directly for 166 billion, saying that you can find the underground copy of Hongcheng."

"Ah?" Gong Qiang was dumbfounded, "Why me?"

"Of course you are the one to tell the person you found." Su Ang put the thin blanket on his arm and said calmly, "The credit is naturally yours."

"Nangong Yan was there at the time." Gong Qiang immediately pulled over Nangong Yan and put the responsibility on Nangong Yan. Obviously, he was very repulsive about hosting the meeting. "He was with me."

"Then go with Nangong Yan." Su Ang repeated the key point, "We want 166 billion to go together."

"Oh." Gong Qiang raised the Xuanhei Hammer, glanced at Nangong Yan and motioned to find a place to hold the meeting together.

Nangong Yan turned to look at Qian Qi with a faint smile, "Master, won't you come with us?"

Qian Qi quickly waved his hand and raised half of his palm, "As a monk, if you don't want fame, just give him money."

Nangong Yan smiled, and then walked towards the general headquarters with Gong Qiang. Lin Shujun on the side had been confused for a long time. It was not until Su Ang reminded him to provide accommodation for Xi Pingzhe and others that he suddenly woke up. Someone was quickly sent to make arrangements for them.

For a moment, only Qian Qi and Su Ang were left in the same place.

The sound of burning wood came from the bonfire nearby, making a slight crackling sound. At night, Su Ang lowered his eyes and looked at the girl standing motionless, and finally asked.

"hungry?"

Qian Qi touched his gray-white dog's belly and said, "Hungry."

An imperceptible smile flashed across Su Ang's eyes. He pinched the thin blanket slightly with his long fingertips, turned around and led the way, "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

Qian Qi hurriedly followed him, and the two of them were silent all the way. After finishing the meal, Su Ang took her to his tent and watched her take off the dog's hood and put a protective shield inside. The helmet was also taken off.

The girl had been sweating profusely due to the heat, and her usually rough hair was now soaked. It looked unattractive when sticking to her forehead and cheeks. Even her usually slightly full lips were a little dehydrated. She was extremely hungry, and her hair was Sitting in the tent with his legs crossed, he stuffed the braised pork and shredded potatoes into his mouth in a very nondescript manner, and swallowed them with big mouthfuls.

Su Ang stared at her in silence for a while, then slowly said, "Tomorrow, you don't need to wear a defensive helmet."

As long as he is here, she will not be attacked by monsters.

So, you don’t have to be so tired.

Qian Qi was stunned for a moment. After understanding that he would accompany him tomorrow, he nodded, "Okay."

After saying that, she continued to eat.

The system looked at Su Ang, who was secretly feeling distressed in his eyes, and then looked at Qian Qi, who was lowering his head to eat, and said in a deep voice: [Qian Qi, he is teasing you. 】

Qian Qi said disdainfully, "Nonsense, this is the protection treatment that valuable talents deserve."

The system panel didn't believe it, so it ran to stick it on Su Ang's chest, then clicked its tongue and admitted defeat and said: [Heartbeat rate 85, I'm really not teasing you. 】

Qian Qi:......

She now wants to mix the system into her rice and eat it together.

After eating and drinking, Qian Qi finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask, "Senior Su, why did you tell Gong Qiang that you wanted double the money?"

"Reclaiming underground dungeons requires manpower and material resources." Su Ang packed up the slightly messy pillows and quilts in the tent and placed the dishes and chopsticks Qian Qi had finished eating outside the tent. "These cost money, so naturally we can't just follow them. It’s money to hire you.”

"Oh..." Qian Qi's eyes dimmed visibly.

Su Ang paused, "...I can give you the rest."

Qian Qi's eyes immediately lit up, "Really?!"

"Well, they don't care about this little money." Su Ang was a little funny, "As long as you don't mind them taking all the credit for the seven aristocratic families."

"I don't mind! I don't mind at all!" Qian Qi said excitedly!

There is no money in fame, she wants money!

"Put on the hood first to prevent Gong Qiang and the others from coming. I'll get you some hot water." Putting the dog-head hood back on Qian Qi's head, Su Ang stood up and left the tent. After zipping the tent, he leaned over and put the hood on Qian Qi's head. The dishes on the floor were taken away together.

[Hmm...] The system panel that had been observing silently affirmed this time, [I understand, this is not raising you as a daughter-in-law, this is raising you as an old aunt who cannot take care of herself. 】

Qian Qi: ..."If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute."

[I didn’t say anything at first. 】The system was confident, 【What I displayed was text, not voice! 】

Qian Qi (smiling): Sometimes I really want to paint the system panel all white and let it shut up that stupid mouth.

System (roaring): Vicious woman! What's the difference between closing your eyes when you're arguing with a deaf-mute?