"It's not to see you die." Another subordinate said with a smile, "Sir, think about it, we are actually doing it for your own good. A wild sparrow would dare to rip off ten thousand colored spiritual stones. What if?
If we accidentally damage any flowers and plants again, it won't be enough for you to sell us, sir."
"If only you were really worth that much money." Fan Xingran muttered angrily, but his anger subsided a lot. This servant was right, if they accidentally trample someone to death.
If he killed an ant and a cockroach, it wouldn't be a problem with the 15,000 colored spiritual stones. He probably wouldn't be able to compensate even if he sold them together.
Thinking of this, Fan Xingran felt that he was beaten and only lost 15,000 colored spiritual stones. In fact, he was lucky.
It seems that Zhuo Fanglin is not the only one who is a bitch in this world.
"I don't know when such a powerful young master appeared in the Piaomiao Sect. Why haven't I heard Feng Lengsong mention it before? It makes me capsize." Fan Xingran complained.
"Sir, please don't be too angry. When we go back and report this matter to the vice-president, he will definitely avenge you." One of his subordinates said.
Fan Xingran frowned. This matter must be reported, otherwise he would not be able to do the job. However, the vice president may not be willing to stand up for him. The most important thing for a businessman is connections. Ling Chuxi is so young.
With such cultivation, who knows what achievements he will have in the future? If it is not necessary, the vice president will never easily offend a young man who may have a promising future.
If you want to take revenge, you will probably have to find a way yourself.
"Go to Feng's house first." Fan Xingran said suddenly.
"Aren't you going back to the Chamber of Commerce?" one of his subordinates asked in surprise.
"Go to Feng's house first and ask Feng Lengsong to find out the details about Ling Chuxi. In addition, Lao Wu is so seriously injured that it will take too long to return to the Chamber of Commerce. I don't know if there is any hope of rescue. Let's go to Feng first.
I'm asking someone to take a look, but it turns out that he also learned arts from the Feng family." Fan Xingran said. The Feng family is right between Qingyuan City and Xingfeng Chamber of Commerce. Although there is a short stretch of road, the road is still much closer.
"Oh." The subordinate didn't ask any more questions. He opened the curtain and ordered the driver, but he was suddenly stunned.
"What's going on? Why did the carriage stop?" Fan Xingran realized that the carriage had stopped while they were talking and asked displeasedly.
"There is someone blocking the road ahead." The driver turned around and replied.
Fan Xingran stuck his head out, and sure enough, two girls were standing in the middle of the road, blocking the way.
One of the girls was eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a long goose-yellow dress. She was very beautiful, but her face was as cold as ice, and she naturally showed a sense of arrogance.
The other young man is similar to her, and judging by her dress, she must be her maid.
"Who are you, you dare to block our car?" Fan Xingran was beaten up by Ling Chuxi and others today. He was not very angry, so he opened his mouth and yelled.
"Our lady said that your carriage is good, so we bought it." The maid took out two five-color spiritual stones and threw them over.
"Having money, is it great to be rich?" Fan Xingran came from a wealthy family, and relied on connections to become a deacon of the Xingfeng Chamber of Commerce. The most indispensable thing in his life was money. This was the first time that someone threw money at him.
. Without even looking at the five-color spirit stone, he smiled contemptuously and touched the storage bag out of habit. He sneered in his heart: If you dare to throw money at me, see if I don’t kill you, a little girl who doesn’t know the heights of heaven and earth!