With Zhao Zechuan's identity, how could he not know what kind of person Zhuge Wuji was in front of him? Especially after seeing the "desire" look in Zhuge Wuji's eyes now, he had already completely understood it in his heart.
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You must know that even someone like Zhao Zechuan wants to get an instrument like this, let alone the master of weapon refinement in front of him.
In Zhao Zechuan's view, Zhuge Wuji was the only one who cared about his own status, otherwise, Zhuge Wuji would have taken it away if he couldn't protect it.
"Yes, the things here are indeed magical, but the boss is stingy."
Zhao Zechuan was kind-hearted and didn't want this old man to get in trouble in front of a junior like Wang Meng. Then his old face would not look good.
Although Zhao Zechuan and Wang Meng have not known each other for a long time, he still knows Wang Meng's character very well. This guy has a very tough mouth. He will not sell the machine even to death. No matter what your identity is, as for being tough,
Rob? Haha, in the end, the only one who will be unlucky is Zhuge Wuji.
Hearing what Zhao Zechuan said, Zhuge Wuji couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion, "What's going on? Why do you say that?"
Zhao Zechuan shrugged helplessly and said, "I promised him a city in exchange, so I wanted to get a machine from him, but his boss refused without blinking an eye, no matter how I drove it later
He ignored the high price."
Many people naturally heard Zhao Zechuan's words. In fact, when many people saw the magic of Wang Meng's game, they had the idea of buying Wang Meng's machine. But when they heard that Wang Meng actually
Not willing to exchange under the temptation of a city's high price, many people could only retreat in frustration.
They are very self-aware. How can the value of what they can offer be as valuable as a city?
As people grow older, how could Zhuge Wuji not know what Zhao Zechuan meant by what he said now? He sighed helplessly, "In this case, I can only give up, but...I would like to experience this magic weapon to its full extent."
How miraculous, it just so happens that you, Patriarch Zhao, have grabbed a position, otherwise...can you let me first..."
What made Zhuge Wuji dumbfounded was that after hearing Zhuge Wuji's words, Zhao Zechuan disappeared and ran back to his machine. He looked like he was afraid that someone would come and snatch the instrument from him.
"You are a senior, so you can't steal things from us juniors."
Zhao Zechuan laughed dryly, and regardless of what Zhuge Wuji said after that, he directly closed external communication.
The people who were surrounding him immediately looked at each other, especially after hearing Zhao Zechuan's words, their hearts were full of contempt for Zhao Zechuan.
Why can't seniors steal things from juniors?
It's as if you didn't steal our chance to board the plane.
Zhuge Wuji was also so angry that his teeth itched when he saw Zhao Zechuan like that. This little bastard actually dared to treat him like this.
He had no choice but to wait patiently for the opportunity to board the plane.
Wang Meng looked at his now overcrowded shop. While feeling satisfied, he began to make plans secretly.
"It looks like we need to add more machines."
However, if the system does not send it to him, Wang Meng naturally has no choice.
He could only feel sorry for these people and wait outside. However, with the current large passenger flow, Wang Meng felt that his task would be completed soon. What he had to do now was to find the person behind the scenes who wanted to mess with him within three days.
Be a bastard and take revenge.
"There are so many experts in Kyoto, especially one of the four major families of the Tang Dynasty. If we really want to fight, I don't know if what the system gives me will work."
In fact, with Wang Meng's mind, how could he not guess who was secretly playing tricks on him at this time? Therefore, he naturally wanted to punish that bastard now, and Wang Meng thought it would have to make the city full of trouble.
Otherwise, how can he show his boss Wang's domineering attitude and avoid future troubles at the same time?
Wang Meng immediately clicked on the system interface. The task was still there, and the system props also existed.
The puppet of the old man in the theater can obtain all the strength of the old man in the theater. Wang Meng estimates that the strength of the old man in the theater has almost reached the level of a martial saint, and the True Locke suit is also at its full level. If the two are superimposed, even if the opponent comes out.
The Martial Saint must have brought immeasurable costs to them within the time limit that he could use these props.
Wang Meng glanced at Zhao Yin who was still squatting beside his father, wanting to learn more about his father's gaming skills. Wang Meng yawned and shouted, "Zhao Yin, come here."
If it were anyone else, Zhao Yin would not pay attention at this time.
Now is a good time to watch his father play games and learn skills. For Zhao Yin, not letting him watch the game is equivalent to destroying the family.
But now it was Wang Meng calling him...
"Hey, come on, come on, boss, what do you want me to do?" Zhao Yin immediately ran over, his face filled with the joy of trying to please.
Zhao Yin saw things very clearly. As long as he had a good relationship with Wang Meng here, he might be able to get some benefits.
Of course, after seeing Zhao Yin running over so shamelessly, many people showed contempt for him.
This includes his sister Zhao Feiyan.
"Brother, where is your moral integrity?" Zhao Feiyan couldn't help but say, looking at her brother's current demeanor, Zhao Feiyan felt a sense of shame.
Zhao Yin turned his head, rubbed his nose, and said, "What kind of moral integrity? What kind of moral integrity do you want?"
In Zhao Yin's view, moral integrity is a joke, and playing games is the way to go.
Wang Meng was also speechless. Why did he feel that this second-generation official didn't have the temperament that a second-generation official should have?
"Let me ask you, do you know where Shen Yichen's family lives?"
When Wang Meng asked, Zhao Yin almost didn't think about it. He nodded and said, "Of course, it's the Shen Mansion over on East Street. Boss Wang, what are you asking about there?"
East Street is quite far from Wang Meng's side. Even for ordinary people, it would take more than ten minutes to make a beast cart. After all, the capital of the Tang Dynasty was very large. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was as big as the other two cities.
Of course, for Wang Meng, a game player who knows how to control a sword, this distance is nothing at all.
Wang Meng smiled, patted his butt, stood up from his seat, and said with a smile, "Oh, I'm going to collect some interest. You guys play first, I'll be back soon."