Naturally, not everyone can go in upstairs, so Zhuo Bufan was directly blocked at the entrance to the third floor by two bodyguards, "Sir, I'm sorry, you can't go in without Mr. Zhou's invitation."
Zhuo Bufan took a look and saw that it turned out to be a living room with more than a dozen people sitting in it. It was estimated that these people were the real big bosses in Zhongzhou.
"Mr. Zhuo is famous and has great magical powers, why can't he go in?" At this time, Master Wu stood up and said loudly.
Zhuo Bufan definitely didn't bother to argue with the bodyguards. Naturally, this kind of thing can only be left to Master Wu. When Zhuo Bufan saw Master Wu's face red with anger, he felt a little better for him. Maybe he could teach him
He had something that would allow him to step onto the threshold of monasticism in his lifetime.
The bodyguard remained motionless: "Sorry, we really can't let you in without Mr. Zhou's instructions. Please don't make it difficult for us..."
As he was talking, a loud voice suddenly came from inside, "Let them come in."
The person who spoke was none other than Prime Minister Zhou Ba, who was sitting in the first place. He had already noticed the situation at the entrance of the corridor. He hesitated before speaking, and then the bodyguard stepped aside: "Please!"
In the living room on the third floor, there are about a dozen nanmu carved seats, divided into two rows. There are two chairs at the front. Zhou Baxiang and Dongfang Yi are sitting on them. On the lower right are Xu Huan and Lian Zhou Yi.
, juniors like Yan Chunyi can only stand at the back.
Sitting below were also representatives of some wealthy families in Zhongzhou. Many young girls were standing, and only the oldest ones were sitting on chairs. When everyone saw Zhuo Bufan and his party, there was doubt in their eyes. They were just ordinary boys.
Tong, there is a girl who looks very smart, there is also a silver-haired old man in a long gown and a man who looks like a version of an iron tower. Can these people stand together and not make people feel strange?
Dongfang Yi put down the porcelain teacup in his hand, looked at Master Wu with a smile and said, "Master Wu, long time no see." Although he was saying hello, he had no intention of getting up.
Master Wu glanced at him lightly, "Mr. Dongfang, Mr. Zhou."
Prime Minister Zhou Baoxiang nodded slightly and said, "Show Master Wu a seat." Soon two bodyguards brought out a chair and placed it on the last seat. In his opinion, a junior like Zhuo Bufan was not enough to have a seat.
But the next scene made both Dongfang Yi and Zhou Baxiang look surprised. They saw Master Wu standing aside respectfully, and Zhuo Bufan sat on the chair. Could it be that this boy is not Master Wu's apprentice? Otherwise
There is no such thing as the apprentice sitting down and the master standing.
"Huh, who are you? He's following you again. It's really annoying." Zhou Yi stood next to his father and couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
Yan Chunyi smiled helplessly but said nothing, but she felt the powerful aura emanating from Zhuo Bufan, which almost overwhelmed all the wealthy Zhongzhou people present.
Zhou Baxiang and Dongfang Yuanyuan paid no attention to Zhuo Bufan and others. Zhou Baxiang said: "Bosses, we can gather here today only because you have given me Zhou's face. If you have any good things, please share them with us."
one time."
"Oh Amitabha." At this moment, the monk who had just come in suddenly stood up, laughing so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. "This poor monk just has a good thing in his hand that he wants to show everyone."
Everyone's eyes immediately fell on the monk and Taoist priest, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.
The monk opened the wooden box in his hand, and immediately a brass incense burner came into view. It was simple and exquisite in shape, with many gaps and holes. A faint musk scent instantly filled the air. Zhuo Bufan frowned and held it in his hand.
After secretly performing a spell, an invisible aura barrier directly enveloped the four of them.
Master Wu, Qian Bing and Lian Shijian naturally couldn't smell the scent. As for the other rich men and Zhou Baxiang, when they smelled the musk, their faces suddenly showed expressions of enjoyment. They felt relaxed all over their bodies and their minds relaxed instantly.
Come down.
Dongfang Yi's face showed surprise and shock. Ordinary people only think that this aroma can relieve fatigue, but he felt the light spiritual energy wrapped around the incense burner. This is actually a magic weapon, and if the incense burner is used during practice,
If you keep it by your side, you might be able to improve your cultivation.
"Is this a magic weapon?" Dongfang Yi asked dumbfounded.
The fat monk said with a smile: "Yes, Mr. Dongfang really has a keen eye for pearls. This incense burner was brought over from Ganzhou. It has a certain relaxing effect, and long-term absorption of the aroma can make the body strong and the mind strong."
Becoming more conscious.”
Prime Minister Zhou frowned when he heard this, and said calmly: "It is said that such effective magic weapons have never been born. I heard that there was a magic weapon at the Jia's auction in Jinling two months ago, but
I didn’t expect to see it with my own eyes this time.”
After saying that, Prime Minister Zhou's eyes fell on Dongfang Yi. Dongfang Yi nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "Mr. Zhou, this is indeed a magic weapon. It is rare to find it. If Mr. Zhou can do it for me,
After buying it, I am willing to work hard and without complaint for Mr. Zhou for three years."
"Seriously?" Zhou Baxiang's eyes suddenly lit up. If he could get Mr. Dongfang's help, his career would reach a higher level.
"I wonder how much the master is asking for this incense burner?" Zhou Baxiang said looking at the smiling monk.
The monk and the thin-faced Taoist priest looked at each other, nodded and stretched out three fingers and said with a smile: "No more, no more, three hundred million!"
When people heard what he said, they couldn't help but take a breath. Some of these people are worth an estimated one billion, but that's all their assets, including some fixed assets, and the circulating funds are probably less than three hundred million.
.
"Isn't three hundred million too much? Besides, this is just a small incense burner." Xu Huan frowned slightly and looked at Zhou Baxiang and whispered.
Prime Minister Zhou Ba saw the burning in Dongfang Yi's eyes out of the corner of his eye. He hesitated for a moment. If he could get Mr. Dongfang's help, he would take back the 300 million yuan to build an extra building. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then 300 million yuan."
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A cold luster flashed across the eyes of both the fat monk and the thin Taoist priest. Lian Xipo had already frowned. He glanced at Lian Po from the corner of his eye and said in a deep voice: "Three hundred million is a lot for the family."
a lot of pressure."
Lian Pao's face was pale with a hint of blackness, he clenched his fists and coughed a few times, "Forget it, Dad, my illness probably won't be cured, so don't spend this money."
"Hey." Lian Xipo sighed deeply.
Others whispered among themselves, after all, this transaction was 300 million.
"Can a broken thing be sold for 300 million?" Suddenly a faint voice suddenly sounded, directly covering up the noise in the conference hall. (To be continued)