Chapter 804 Do you dare to say that Master Di Ting is an animal?
"I would like to ask Mr. Cao, what is your original intention of purchasing Ming coins at a high price?"
Facing the interview with the provincial TV reporter, Cao Ning appeared calm and composed.
As the initiator of this ‘financing’ party, he gained a lot of attention on social media.
"First of all, I definitely don't do this because of love and justice, but because our old man is down there crying for poverty... Hey, little bald man, please show me the way and don't let me fall into the puddle."
Cao Ning pointed at the unloading worker, who almost ran out in worry.
If one box were lost, the loss would be billions.
"What did I just say? Oh, our old man... Talking about our old man, well, it's really hard to describe in words."
Cao Ning covered his face and choked with grief: "Our old man knew a thousand words at the age of three, was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of five, and was so poor at the age of eight that he almost pawned his loincloth."
"On that stormy, miserable and helpless night, at more than 40 degrees below zero, the old man, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he has, he had to hide in the cave dwelling, eating roast chicken."
"Miss reporter, tell me, is this something done by humans?"
Cao Ning's words made the reporter look confused.
The reporter and the camera looked at each other, with a big question mark written on their foreheads.
"So, does this matter have anything to do with your high-priced acquisition of Hades coins?"
"Of course!"
Cao Ning straightened his body and said proudly: "No matter what, he is our old man. Since his life was so unsatisfactory during his lifetime, of course he cannot be shabby after his death."
"No, I just planned to build another banknote printing factory for him, so that he can work hard down there."
"If conditions permit, I would even like to burn a batch of tanks and armored vehicles for him."
"I want him to hold the banner, pull the troops, fight to the Naihe Bridge, or become the King of Meng Po and Qin Guang...cough, cough, cough, of course, these are all off topic."
"Miss reporter, do you understand what I mean when I say this?"
"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. I can explain it again... But the first thing is, can you stop running away? I haven't finished speaking yet..."
"Hey...Miss reporter, I haven't finished speaking yet. Come back..."
Looking at the two people who were running away with disdain on their faces, Cao Ning turned his attention to another group of news media people who came to interview.
"Um... you guys, I'm the person in charge here. If you have any questions, you can ask me."
"I must know everything and tell you everything!"
"Of course! The premise is that you are not allowed to run... Hey, hey, I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you running away too?"
Unlike reporters from provincial TV stations, the psychological quality of these reporters is obviously even worse.
Cao Ning had just said a few words when these people started making moves under their feet.
In the blink of an eye, the person had disappeared.
...
"Hey, the world is finally clean!"
After dismissing the reporters with a few words, Cao Ning stretched himself with a contented look on his face.
Next, he will start working on the large amount of supplies sent by 'Superdu'.
Although nominally under the banner of the old man, Cao Ning really didn't dare to let the old man know about this matter.
If nothing else, if Mo Yan knew about this, the latter would definitely drive a big truck over to pull it away immediately, and maybe even take the opportunity to get himself a palace-style villa.
Wouldn't it be a waste of time then?
Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Cao Ning did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
In terms of confidentiality measures, he eliminated the possibility of leaks directly from the source.
"Master, Master, and reporters have all been sent away."
After being threatened by Du Ting, Zhu Xiaoming became more efficient in his work.
Knowing that Cao Ning didn't like reporters' interviews, he took the initiative to negotiate with Cao Ning and finally drove away the reporters.
"Hey, Master, if you don't like interviews with reporters, I can ask Xiaowei to bring the company's security guards over to maintain order. With them here, it will never affect you."
"That can't happen!"
Cao Ning shook his head and looked around: "Wouldn't that make it even more obvious that we have some shameful activities here?"
"As long as I survive tonight, I won't be afraid even if reporters from all over the world gather around me tomorrow."
At first, Cao Ning just wanted to buy the ghost coins and candles scattered on the market at a high price, but he did not expect that this move would directly alarm the media.
The earthly world is different from the underworld. Any slight disturbance can cause big disturbances.
In order to calm the focus of public opinion, Cao Ning had no choice but to find ways to prevaricate various reporting agencies and try not to make the matter as big as possible.
Otherwise, if the people below find out, things will only become more troublesome.
Cao Ning gathered all the goods loaded by dozens of trucks into the open space behind the crematorium.
The land here is flat and the houses are neat, which is very suitable for building a magic circle.
Furthermore, there are wheat fields nearby and no villages are located, so the concealment is very good. As long as you move quickly enough, you will not attract anyone's attention.
Looking at the banknotes that were as big as the top of a small mountain, Mr. Lan, who had huge dark circles under his eyes, suddenly felt as if he was in a dream.
"With so much money, is this guy planning to buy Fengdu City?"
Mr. Lan squeezed his dark eyebrows and looked again and again.
After being 'secretly plotted' by Cao Ning last night, the old man has been using the excuse of being 'sneakly attacked' to try to save some poor face.
It's a pity that not only Zhu Xiaoming doesn't believe it, but also the kid Li Ergou who has been riding the horse and the horse behind him doesn't believe it.
The old man is so angry that his liver hurts!
So after going out with two sacks, I didn't come back until early in the morning.
Seeing that the old man was alone and depressed, Zhu Xiaoming took the initiative to change back to Erha and heard about it.
"Hey, old man, are you going to give lessons again?"
Looking at the two big sacks in the corner, Zhu Xiaoming sighed repeatedly: "Zi Zizheng, look at what these two big sacks contain, are they all human seedlings?"
"Go, go, go, your kid just escaped from danger and now he starts croaking again?"
The old man rolled his eyes and waved his hand impatiently: "Hurry up, hurry up, go away, if you continue to talk, be careful and listen carefully. That animal will come back to settle the score with you."
"What? Cattle?"
Zhu Xiaoming became interested upon hearing this!
He smiled innocently and joked: "I heard you, old man. You actually listened to me calling the cattle? Do you believe it or not? I will report you now."
"Just you? Haha!"
Lan Yihe turned around and looked around. After confirming that Di Ting was not there, he immediately straightened his back.
"Tch, don't tell me that the animal is not here. What if it is here? Will I be afraid of it?"
"If I hadn't given Pluto some face, I would have chopped it up and made soup. How could I have... Hey, hey, fat man, take care of your dog."
