Yan Jun held Cheng Fan's shoulders, his face filled with a passionate smile.

"Brother, please help me see what these slogans I copied from the world?"

Cheng Fan nodded obediently and followed Yan Jun's fingers.

The first one is the sentence that appeared in the car just now, "The Ghost Culture of Ten Thousand Years, the Charming New Fengdu."

Cheng Fan nodded and then looked at the second one, "The world of ghost town, the world of Fengdu is amazing."

Cheng Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

The Three Realms are the most outstanding? The Three Realms are the only one?

The excitement of this sentence... It's really a damn talent.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

I immediately looked at the third sentence, "The place of Nirvana, the capital of the soul."

Cheng Fan nodded secretly, and this sentence really named Fengdu City the role and status.

Then, Cheng Fan continued to look at the last one.

With just one glance, my eyes were almost glaring out.

"Come early, come late, come early and evening. Come, come sooner and I will come, everyone will come!"

Who thought of this is the plain language?

Yan Jun patted Cheng Fan on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Brother Daoxuan, what do you think?"

Cheng Fan thought to himself, I don’t have any eyes to see.

He smiled and said, "It can be seen that the slogans chosen by Lord Yan Jun are very suitable for today's era."

"That's a must, and modern people can't say we're low-selling."

Cheng Fan was surprised: "Do you still know the low cannon?"

Yan Jun grinned, "Isn't it just the meaning of vulgar kar?"

"You still know about vulgar?"

"I'm 5g surfing, how could I not know about this?"

Cheng Fan couldn't sit still now and said in surprise: "There is 5g left in Fengdu City?"

Judge Cui on the side smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't underestimate me, Fengdu City. You only need to use some small spells. You can still get a few 5g signal base stations."

Hearing Judge Cui's words, Chen Kuan suddenly took out his fruit cell phone.

He exclaimed: "Damn it, there is really a signal, it's still full!"

Yan Jun glanced at Chen Kuan, didn't care about his fuss, and stroked his beard proudly. This was exactly the effect he wanted to see.

Cheng Fan shook his head speechlessly and complained: "Mr. Yan, have you ever thought that if you don't bring it to life, you won't bring it to death. Where can they get the mobile phones?"

Yan Jun smiled and pointed to the shop on the street, "Brother, look, what is that?"

Wow!

Looking along the street, there are all digital stores on the left, and there are various Fengdu specialty products on the right.

Good guy, Fengdu City has even arranged the commercial street.

Is this a one-stop service for funerals in special tourism?

Can tourists still rent a house in Fengdu and enjoy this underground cbd and life back garden?

Yan Jun slapped the shoulder that was afraid of Cheng Fan and laughed: "Brother, the underworld has never shortage of capable people."

Indeed, if Yan Jun had the will and kept the souls of those big shots, nuclear bombs could be easily created.

However, all of those characters came with great merits. Yan Jun respected them very much and would not do such a thing.

only……

Among these domestic mobile phone stores, there is a small, broken and very inconspicuous store.

Isn’t the notched apple logo that is extremely familiar to everyone’s fruit mobile phone?

How could the fruit mobile phone, which is so beautiful that it is unparalleled in the world, come to Fengdu City and be suppressed like this?

"Mr. Yan, what's going on? You can see that you are a popular domestic product. Why is there a fruit mobile phone in here?"

When Yan Jun heard Cheng Fan's words, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Hehe, you have indeed discovered it. I snatched that guy from the Western bastards just to deliberately suppress the arrogance of foreigners." Yan Jun said proudly.

Cheng Fan thought to himself, is Jiang Zi supporting domestic products?

etc?

That guy is referring to Boss Qiao, right?

Cheng Fan looked into the store with a spiritual sense, and Boss Qiao was sitting inside with a wry smile, as if he was in jail.

Cheng Fan's eyelids trembled and he didn't say much.

But he was quite curious about one problem.

"Mr. Yan, I wonder how the prices in Fengdu City are calculated?" Cheng Fan asked.

"Hey! That thing is very complicated. Don't worry about it. This is the friend you are going to give to today, right?"

Yan Jun waved his hand, changed the subject and looked at Chen Kuan and his daughter Xiao Lajiao.

Cheng Fan secretly blamed himself. While marveling at the changes in Fengdu, he accidentally ignored the purpose of this trip.

Hearing Yan Jun's words, Chen Kuan hurriedly bowed and said restraintly: "I have seen Lord Yan Jun, I am about to send my little girl into the cycle of reincarnation."

Chen Kuan's nasal voice was a bit heavy, and Yan Jun didn't hear it clearly for a while, and mistakenly listened to "Chen" as "Cheng".

Yan Jun was slightly shocked and said to himself: "His surname is Cheng? Daoxuan also sent him to him personally. Could it be...well, you can't neglect it."

Thinking of this, Yan Jun rubbed his cheeks and squeezed out a "nuclear good" smile.

Looking at Xiao Laijiao, he smiled and said, "Little girl, how old are you this year? What zodiac sign are you from?"

Yan Jun's eyes narrowed into a slit, and his face was not angry and powerful, just like the big villain in the movie with a knife hidden in the smile.

"Um...wow!"

Chen Kuan glanced at Yan Jun awkwardly, but never expected that Xiao Lajiao would be scared to tears by Yan Jun.

"Ahem... Don't hurry up on the matter of reincarnation. Take the little girl to the street to play. Just pick whatever you like, and have fun before leaving."

"Really?"

Little Lajiao looked at Yan Jun timidly. When she heard it was fun, she was no longer afraid.

Cheng Fan smiled and said, "Go and have fun."

Chen Kuan looked at Yan Jun and Cheng Fan with gratitude, and went to the street with the joyful little pepper.

Without Yan Jun's instructions, a fool followed him consciously.

Seeing the outsider leaving, the cow head no longer held it and went straight to grab Cheng Fan's shoulder.

"Hey, brother, you're here, do you miss your brother?"

Yan Jun kicked his eyes, "Daoxuan is my brother, you are still a shortage of generations!"

Cheng Fan said awkwardly: "It's okay, it's okay, we all discuss our own things."

Seeing Cheng Fan say this, Yan Jun didn't say much, and said lightly: "Old Cui, all the expenses of that little girl are recorded in the Niutuo account."

Niu Tou curled his lips and said indifferently: "You will pay me the wages you owe me for hundreds of years."

Judge Cui looked speechless: "It's not that Lord Yan Jun won't send it to you, it's not that you have your own problems, all of them have been detained."

"Then I don't care! Moo!"

Yan Jun scolded: "Your hob meat, get out of the way first. Brother Daoxuan and I have something to do."

Niu Tou muttered, he still wants to play tricks.

Ma Ming couldn't stand it anymore, so he strode forward, took off his hood and left in the air.

The bull head touched his head after realizing it. After reacting, he became furious: "Old Ma, please pay me back the hood! Do you think I was not punished enough?"
Chapter completed!