Picked up the devil, but very traditional

"Grandmaster!"

"Boss Huang." The master turned around and said with a friendly smile: "Sit down. The fact that you can come here means that you must have done what I said."

"Of course!" Huang Xuan said excitedly, "I've kept the master's words in my heart and I won't forget them for a moment."

About a month ago, Huang Xuan found that there was something wrong with the "fortune sofa", so he sent an email to the master on the Internet to ask him about it, with the attitude of giving it a try.

Unexpectedly, he actually received a reply letter asking him to leave as soon as possible.

Huang Xun naturally would not doubt the master's words and prepared to run away without hesitation.

In fact, he had sold most of the goods in the warehouse at low prices. The reason he didn't sell the remaining goods was not because he was kind, but because he was too late.

The batch of goods happened to be on the way, so if he wanted to sell it, he would have to leave two days later. Huang Xuan would not take the risk for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

The master smiled with satisfaction and asked the person next to him to pour tea.

He picked up the teacup and blew twice: "What do you think of my speech just now?"

Huang Jian sat up straight and without thinking for too long, he spoke out all his inner thoughts.

As a boss, you don’t have to know anything, but you must have good eloquence.

When he finished speaking, the master nodded again, with a little more approval in his eyes:

"Well, this young man is teachable."

"I thought you were very talented last time, but I didn't expect you would be able to surprise me again this time."

As he spoke, the master reached into his arms and said, "This is my business card. If you encounter similar things again, you can contact me."

"Thank you, Master!"

Huang Xuan took it with both hands respectfully, looked at every word on it carefully, and then put it into his pocket carefully, as if he was putting away a fragile item.

"Also, you can go back now. I've asked someone to help you with that sofa, so don't worry about it."

"Really? Thank you, Master!"

Huang Xun knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times.

It would be best if he could return to China to develop, because all his connections are there. If he were to start over, even with the master's advice, he would have to work harder for a few more years.

Now, if he can go back, he is confident that he can earn 30 million within a year!

The two chatted briefly for a few more sentences. Huang Xun noticed that his teacup was not filled with water anymore, so he understood that the master wanted to see him off. He immediately stood up, said goodbye politely, and left the room.

Shortly after he left, a beautiful and sexy blonde woman walked out of the next room.

She leaned against the door frame and said with a playful smile, "You are quite free. You actually have time to use your abilities to help people like that make money."

The master took a sip of tea, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Haha, do I look like a good person?"

"Then how did he make 30 million?" the woman asked curiously.

The master stood up and looked out the window, just in time to see Huang Xun's figure leaving.

"He has some skills to begin with, and his methods and heart are ruthless enough, so it won't be difficult for him to make a comeback."

"There's a term called survivor bias. Among the people who attended my lecture, many had the same idea as him, but he was the only one who really dared to do it."

The master turned around, sat back on the sofa, looked at the woman and said, "And I didn't expect that he actually created a fusion spirit. The description is quite interesting. It seems to be a fusion spirit with multiple consciousnesses coexisting. It has the potential to be cultivated."

"I happened to hear that Yinshi was going there on a business trip, so I asked him to bring it back for me."

Da da.

The high heels made a crisp sound as they stepped on the floor. The woman sat opposite him, her two long white legs placed at an angle, showing her elegance.

"Speaking of which, Yinshi has been there for a while. Has there been any news?"

"No, given his personality, he's probably still playing around. It'll take at least two or three months before he takes the initiative to report the situation to the boss."

The master poured tea for the woman opposite him and sighed, "Alas, I have long suggested not to expand domestically, but you didn't listen. You had to wait until a gear was missing before you became anxious."

The woman didn't drink it, she didn't like it, her eyes wandered, and she asked tentatively:

"Then if the boss really reaches a cooperation with that side, what do you think?"

The room suddenly fell silent. After a long while, the master said:

"Survival of the fittest is an eternal truth."

The woman raised her lips and showed a charming smile. She understood what he said and stood up and walked out:

"Deal with it, Ugly Hour."

Chou Shi looked helpless: "I told you not to call me by my code name when you are outside. Just call me Master Niu."

He spread out his five fingers and turned them 90 degrees clockwise. The employees next to him fell to the ground at the same time. Their skin was dry and their hair turned white, as if they had aged dozens of years in an instant.

Or rather, it just returned to its original state.

"Master, I am seventy years old and hard of hearing. I didn't hear anything..."

"I have Alzheimer's disease, I really don't remember anything..."

Chou time is from 1:00 to 3:00 in the morning. In ancient times, farmers would get up at this time to feed the cattle so that they would have enough strength to plow the fields at dawn. Therefore, it is also called Chou Niu.

Looking at them begging for mercy, Chou Shi was still drinking his tea. He had nothing to say about the dead.

Anyway, he was planning to kill them after the speech was over, because if he didn't kill them, his identity would be exposed.

People, no matter how smart or wise they are when they are young, they will become stupid when they are old.

You actually believe in the so-called rejuvenation. If you are not deceived, then who is?

Ha ha.

……

In the afternoon, Huang Xun drove home.

I originally thought I would have to kneel outside until night before I could meet the master, but unexpectedly things went so smoothly and I could come back early.

"Xiao Li, I'm going back..."

Bang! Bang!

Huang Xuan opened the door and saw a man and a woman on the sofa warming up, very warmly.

He knew the man; he was their next-door neighbor and had helped them carry their luggage when they first arrived.

The sudden opening of the door startled them both.

My sister-in-law's brain reacts quickly, but her body doesn't listen to her.

"Honey! Let me explain! We just tripped and fell in by accident."

The neighbor was obviously an old hand. He pushed the woman aside, picked up his clothes and ran away, not giving the other side time to find a gun.

There was no trace of anger on Huang Jian's face. Instead, he looked at his neighbor and smiled, "Goodbye, I'll come again next time."

Men should be generous.

"My dear, I..."

Huang Jian raised his hand to interrupt: "No need to explain, I won't blame you."

"Really...really?"

"Of course, after all, you are now...my only family."

Chapter 67 Yujia Village

It's Saturday, the sun is shining, and the breeze is not dry. It's a good time to go out for an outing and enjoy nature.

Gu En got up early, opened the shutter door, and took a deep breath of fresh air.

Push the display cabinet outside and put out the new products that were shipped back from the warehouse yesterday. In addition, the fan samples should also be put out.

With so many fans, it would be difficult to sell all of them this year. It would be considered good if we can sell one third of them.

I found some yellow labels with red edges and wrote the prices on them, and put a sign saying "big sale" next to them, hoping to attract the old men and women who do morning exercises.

Back behind the counter, Gu En started playing on the computer.

During the day, there are too many people outside, the weather is too hot, and Meilu likes to sleep in, so she usually doesn't go out.

Only after ten o'clock in the evening will I get ready to go out.

However, Gu En was not idle either. While selling goods, he also read news forums and other things to prepare for the action in the evening.

After this period of exploration, Gu En also mastered some skills.

If there was any strange news or post somewhere, he would take out the map sent by Qi Qinqin to check.

If it is a place where strange spirits frequently appear, then it is very likely that they are the work of strange spirits, and you will most likely not come back empty-handed if you go there.

But if it is in the direction of the north of the city, just treat it as telling a story.

Gu En was reading the post of a stupid netizen with great interest. He saw a guest coming in from the corner of his eye, but he didn't pay any attention to her because she was heading towards the freezer and didn't need to entertain her.

"Boss, bring three bottles of water and three sticks of snow...Gu En! Why are you here!"

The voice was very familiar, and Gu En knew who it was without even looking up.

"I work in this store. Why are you...dressed like this?"

The person in front of him was Liu Qizhi, but her clothes today were very different from her usual style.

She combed her hair into an adult style and put on a handsome suit, with a different kind of beauty than before.

Liu Qizhi's cheeks turned slightly red, and she lifted her glasses without lenses, feeling a little ashamed.

Especially when Gu En saw her dressed like this, she felt extremely embarrassed.

"I... I'm on a mission today." Liu Qizhi said in a low voice: "Don't look outside, Sister Hua and the others are in the car outside, I'm here to buy them some water."

"Really? Be safe. Twelve bucks."

"Hmm~"

Liu Qizhi swiftly scanned the code with her mobile phone. As Gu En helped her pack the things in the bag, he asked casually:

"Where are you going on the mission?"