Qin Luo handed the bank card to Qin Luo's mother and said with a smile: "Mom, I will write your name on the house. You can keep the rest of the money for flowers. I will come to see you in a few days."
Qin Luo's attitude towards Qin's mother made the woman's view of Qin Luo slightly change.
Although this man's style is too shocking, he is indeed a filial son.
Qin's mother was still waving her hands: "No, no. Mom is an old woman, what's the use of living in such a nice place? Just keep the money."
Qin Luo smiled and shook his head: "Mom, your hard days are over."
Qin Luo raised his head and looked at the woman: "Please take care of my mother. I won't let you run away in vain. In addition to your own commission, I will not miss your travel expenses."
The woman's nose was so angry that she twisted her nose. What happened to this man? He thought he was a runaway?
Before the woman could react, Qin Luo had already said goodbye to Qin's mother, leaving only a chic back to the woman.
The woman crossed her arms. Who are she? The entire property here belongs to her own family. She came here just to start from the grassroots level and become familiar with the family business.
What about travel expenses? Does the dignified eldest daughter of the Bai family still care about his little money?
The woman's name is Bai Xiaomian, and she is the apple of Bai's estate.
Bai Xiaomian has been studying abroad and has only recently returned to Yong'an. Many people don't know her yet.
Although Bai Xiaomian criticized Qin Luo, his attitude towards Qin's mother remained as kind as ever.
Qin's mother looked at Bai Xiaomian, the more she looked at her, the more she liked him. But when she saw the manager's attitude towards Bai Xiaomian just now, she was a little afraid.
"Girl, you are not the boss of this company, are you?"
Bai Xiaomian laughed: "Auntie, I'm just a part-time worker, don't be nervous. I'll take you to see our finely decorated room. You can move in right away."
Qin's mother was relieved now that she had already suffered the losses of those wealthy families and had a natural fear of the so-called wealthy families.
Hearing that Bai Xiaomian was just a working girl, she put aside her prejudices.
The key is, no matter how delicate and dignified Bai Xiaomian looks, Mother Qin likes her more and more.
She secretly calculated in her heart that Qin Luo was passionately devoted to Jiang Bingxue and risked his life to save her.
Jiang Bingxue felt grateful and married Qin Luo despite the pressure, but what happened next? Qin's mother couldn't even see her son.
Even if such a wife treats him well, she is not a good match for Qin Luo.
It would be great if Qin Luo could divorce Jiang Bingxue and marry the little girl in front of him.
Qin's mother said, while following Bai Xiaomian to look at the model of the real estate, she kept repeating Bai Xiaomian's words.
Bai Xiaomian did not dare to reveal her identity, and only said that she came from an ordinary family, and her parents supported her in studying and getting a good diploma.
Mother Qin's mind was filled with excitement, and she pulled Bai Xiaomian to become even more enthusiastic.
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Qin Luo left the Tianjingwan sales office because he had more important things to do.
He solved Jiang Bingxue's crisis with thunderous means, and bought a mansion for her mother so that she could spend her remaining years in peace.
All this is done to appease the soul of the predecessor.
Knowing that his beloved woman and his beloved mother had been properly taken care of, the former Qin Luo let go of his last trace of resentment and completely became one with the Demon Lord.
An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Qin Luo's mouth.
Now that he has settled in the human world, this mortal body will still grow old and die. Although he has melted the domineering spirit of the Demon King, he is still just a mortal.
The most important thing now is to pick up the past cultivation skills again.
Nowadays, no one knows his true identity and power, but as long as the news of his soul being separated is spread, it will inevitably cause a bloody storm.
Qin Luo planned to go find Wu Kuotian first, but the taxi driver who had just dropped off Qin Luo's mother and son was still there, smoking a cigarette on the roadside.
Seeing Qin Luo coming out alone, he hurriedly walked up: "Where are you going? I'm most familiar with Yong'an."
Qin Luo looked at the driver: "Do you know Wu Kuotian? Where does he live?"
The driver hurriedly put out the cigarette butt: "Mr. Wu's name is not just called casually. Anyone who plays antiques in Yong'an knows that Mr. Wu lives in the oldest courtyard in Yong'an."
Qin Luo nodded, and the driver immediately turned around and drove.
Wu Kuotian was inconspicuous in Qin Luo's eyes, and he would not even remember him as an outer disciple, but he was a number one figure in Yong'an City.
Being able to contribute treasures to the alien demon sect, this person does have some abilities.
In fact, some of the skills in Qin Luo's eyes are almost unparalleled in the antique world of Yong'an.
Wu Kuotian lives in a house next to Yong'an Ancient City. This place is antique, quiet and elegant. It is the base that Wu Kuotian spent a lot of money to purchase.
There were bodyguards guarding him all around, so it would be extremely difficult for ordinary people to see Wu Kuotian.
Qin Luo got out of the car. The driver looked at Qin Luo and felt curious. He couldn't help but smile and asked: "Don't say I didn't remind you, Mr. Wu is not available to everyone. What do you want to do with Mr. Wu?"
Qin Luo squinted his eyes and looked at the courtyard gate not far away, and said with a smile: "I came to him to pick out a few things."
The driver stuck out his tongue, feeling secretly amused. He thought to himself, "I met a fool today, and I'm not done pretending."
Qin Luo came to the gate of the courtyard and saw two bodyguards standing in front of the gate with their hands behind their backs.
Qin Luo took a step forward: "Ask Wu Kuotian to come out and see me."
The two bodyguards saw Qin Luo's posture and looked him up and down, wondering where he got such confidence.
The bodyguard waved his hand: "Where did you come from, madman? You also named Mr. Wu."
The driver next to me was also watching the joke. Weird things happen every year, but this year there were especially many.
Did this young man not take his medicine in the morning, or was he squeezed in by the door when he went out, looking for bad luck at the door of Mr. Wu?
Qin Luo didn't speak. The two bodyguards saw Qin Luo standing at the door and refused to leave, so they couldn't help but walk up.
Qin Luo stood still and looked at the two bodyguards: "I advise you to pass the message obediently and don't embarrass yourself."
The two bodyguards followed Wu Kuotian and looked arrogant wherever they went. Naturally, they would not take Qin Luo seriously.
A bearded bodyguard rolled up his sleeves and said, "You're pretty good at pretending. He just ran away from a mental hospital."
While he was talking, the courtyard door opened and a middle-aged man ran out, it was Wu Kuotian.
He was looking for something eagerly, and when he saw Qin Luo, he immediately walked up.
Walking up to Qin Luo, Wu Kuotian was a little at a loss and bowed hurriedly: "Your Majesty... if you have any orders, just send a message. How can I bear your personal visit like this..."
The bodyguards on both sides were dumbfounded, and the driver on the side also dropped the cigarette in his hand.
Only Qin Luo nodded and walked straight ahead.
Wu Kuotian looked at the two bodyguards and knew that these two people must have kept Qin Luo out.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. As if he was deliberately trying to make Qin Luo look like him, he raised his hand and gave each of them a mouthful: "Go away...what's the use of keeping you? Your Majesty is so magnificent, how dare you do it?"
Get in the way."
The two bodyguards did not dare to raise their heads. When Wu Kuotian saw Qin Luo's footsteps, he hurriedly said: "Why don't you kowtow to your Majesty and apologize?"
Qin Luo waved his hand without looking back: "You don't have to do this, I won't blame you. You don't have to put on a show for me."
Wu Kuotian hurriedly followed him: "This disciple is frightened, but your Majesty is aware of everything."
The two of them walked into the house together. There were many pavilions and pavilions here, there were rockery flowers and plants, and there were lotus and red fish in the pond. It felt like they were in an ancient environment.
Wu Kuotian followed step by step, wiping the sweat from his head.
He whispered: "Your Majesty, you asked your disciple to go to Jiang's house to find you today. What are you doing..."
Qin Luo raised his head: "I have other instructions when I go to Jiang's house. I also have something to ask for your help this time."
"Don't dare, don't dare!"
Wu Kuotian bowed quickly.
Qin Luo remembered something: "I reminded you yesterday not to expose my secrets. You just shouted one after another..."
Wu Kuotian hurriedly knelt down and said, "This disciple will die."
Qin Luo waved: "Get up! Just remember it in front of outsiders from now on."
Wu Kuotian was reborn. He was just a small outer disciple of the Demon Palace. He was impressive in front of outsiders, but in front of Qin Luo, he was afraid that he would be doomed if he was not careful.
Qin Luo nodded and continued: "I heard that you have collected a lot of treasures. Take them out to see them all."
Wu Kuotian suddenly realized it and hurriedly led Qin Luo to the flower hall and ordered someone to bring fragrant tea.
Qin Luo sat diagonally across the chair and narrowed his eyes.
Wu Kuotian hurriedly called for people to carry out everything from the backyard warehouse.
Wu Kuotian opened the safe himself, and rare treasures were placed in the center of the flower hall.
Qin Luo didn't even raise his eyelids, Wu Kuotian's palms were sweating, and he hurriedly asked someone to get it, but after taking out all his treasures, Qin Luo still didn't mean to open his eyes.
Wu Kuotian became more and more nervous. Seeing that Qin Luo had seen everything, he couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what are you looking for?"
Qin Luo took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Do you have some rough jade stones in your house?"
Wu Kuotian nodded: "Those are all uncarved stones. They are the disciple's own small business..."
Qin Luo didn't speak, obviously not interested in what Wu Kuotian said. Wu Kuotian hurriedly asked someone to bring up the original stone.
Qin Luo took one look and knew that his perception was good.
Although he has fallen from a generation of Demon Lord to the present, his soul is still so powerful that no one can match it.
His gospel spell can spread throughout Yong'an, making Wu Kuotian, an outer disciple, bow his head and worship him. When he arrives at Wu Kuotian's door, he already knows that there is something good in his yard.
These rough stones were the finest Hetian jade that Wu Kuotian had just collected. In his opinion, they were jade materials, but Qin Luo knew that these rough stones had some aura on them.
After Qin Luo read it, he knew that he had guessed correctly and nodded: "Send it to Jiang's house in the evening."
Wu Kuotian didn't expect that Qin Luo didn't like rare treasures, but had a soft spot for a few rough stones. He didn't dare to ask more questions and nodded hastily.
Qin Luo waved to Wu Kuotian: "There are a few more things I want you to do."
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Wu Kuotian wrote them down one by one, and Qin Luo stood up and walked out of the flower hall.
Wu Kuotian hurriedly sent someone to drive to take Qin Luo back. Qin Luo bowed and said, "What did I say? Keep a low profile."
Wu Kuotian wiped his sweat and said: "Disciple understand...respect...boss, please go slowly."
Qin Luo walked to the door and saw that the taxi on the roadside was still there. The driver had been waiting to see Qin Luo's jokes several times before. He just saw the legendary Mr. Wu bowing to Qin Luo and was so frightened that he hurriedly drove away.
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But the strange thing is that his car can't start. When he was anxious, Qin Luo walked out.