Chapter 364: Really Not a Pastime for Me?

But now? He is so eager for this extremely clever 'liar' or 'magician' in front of him, which is a very, very dangerous sign. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

I have to stop the young master from being bewitched by this kid, he must have used some kind of trick, the purpose is naturally to make a windfall from the young master, the loyal Uncle Wang thought so.

But before he could find a way to debunk Yang Hao's ghost tricks, Yang Hao politely rejected Mr. Wang by himself: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn this magic skill." ā€

Mr. Wang was unhappy and said, "Hehe, is my sincerity not enough?" ā€

As he spoke, he took out his checkbook and waved it: "Yang Hao, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to disrespect you, but my dad said something to me, and I always remember it, because what he said is very reasonable." ā€

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and didn't answer, and Mr. Wang didn't feel embarrassed, and said to himself: "My dad told me that the so-called 'sincerity' is actually the 'price code', whether the sincerity is enough or not, it all depends on whether the price code is high or not, so you make a price, I dare not say that I can definitely satisfy you, but my sincerity is definitely enough." ā€

Uncle Wang couldn't help but whisper to remind him: "Young master, he's just afraid that he will retreat and deliberately raise the price, don't be fooled." ā€

Mr. Wang smiled disapprerovingly: "Uncle Wang, my dad also told me a word, that is, if money can solve the problem, then it is not a problem, so you don't care about this matter, I know it myself." ā€

At this time, Yang Hao shook his head and said indifferently: "Mr. Wang, maybe what your father said is very reasonable, but unfortunately in my eyes, there are some things that money really can't solve." ā€

Mr. Wang obviously didn't believe in evil, took out his signature pen, opened the checkbook, looked at Yang Hao and asked: "Isn't it just a kung fu, even if I really can't learn it, it doesn't matter, I just want to try, how much is your threshold worth, let's say, how much 'sincerity' do you have to teach me?" ā€

Xiao Lori was not happy, stood up and glared at Mr. Wang: "You...... You are relying on your own money and disrespecting people! ā€

As she spoke, she took Yang Hao's hand and pouted, "Brother, let's go, you are not short of money anyway, why should we eat with this nasty ghost?" ā€

Mr. Wang was happy and laughed: "Little sister, you misunderstood, in fact, I just want to make friends with your brother, as for whether your brother has money or not, I really don't care, because I never look at whether the other party has money when I make friends, anyway, I don't have money, hahaha!" ā€

Yang Hao patted his sister's shoulder, motioned for her to sit down first, calm down for a while, and then said to Mr. Wang: "Mr. Wang is really a real person, indeed, there are billions of people on the earth, but there are really not many people who are richer than you." ā€

Mr. Wang thought that he was going to 'know the current affairs', shrugged his shoulders and said: "It's okay, some people say that I am reincarnated well, and they also sarcastically say that I am the top gnawing old clan on the earth, but I know that they are envious, jealous and hateful." ā€

"And I think reincarnation is also a reflection of luck, and luck is a part of strength, or a very important part." Mr. Wang said, waving his signature pen, and asked with interest: "Make an offer, before my curiosity disappears, hurry up and make a big profit." ā€

Yang Hao turned his head and smiled at his sister: "Xiaohuan, you go and chat with Sister Ying, and I'll call you in later." ā€

Little Lori nodded obediently, left the box, and glared at Mr. Wang again before leaving.

Dong Zhou took the initiative to ask at this time: "Ahem, do you need me to avoid it?" ā€

Yang Hao smiled and shook his head: "No, Dong Zhou, don't get me wrong, it's just that the next topic is not suitable for children, so I just broke my sister away." ā€

He turned to Mr. Wang and asked, "Mr. Wang, are you sure you are interested in this divine skill?" ā€

Mr. Wang waved his pen again and laughed: "Hehe, a good 'not suitable for children', but don't worry, I will cooperate with you to keep it confidential in order to maintain your tall image in your sister's heart, now let's say, how much do you want?" ā€

Yang Hao shook his head: "Mr. Wang, you really misunderstood, I don't want a penny, but ...... Are you a virgin? ā€

Burst!

The sip of tea that Dong Chou had just drunk was all squirted out in an instant, and he coughed while looking at the clothes he had suffered again, and couldn't help crying without tears.

On the other side, Mr. Wang blinked his eyes and asked with a confused expression: "Why are you asking this, is this a miracle or a child's skill?" ā€

"Bingguo, congratulations on your right answer." Yang Hao nodded solemnly: "Although it's not all right, this kung fu does require you to start practicing from a child's skill, and I look at you, Mr. Wang, it doesn't seem to be a child." ā€

Mr. Wang's face turned red, and he coughed dryly: "Ahem, cough, that ...... It doesn't have to be, but you're not fooling me, are you? ā€

Yang Hao swore and said: "Of course not, my nickname is 'Honest and Reliable Xiao Langjun', Tong Su is not bullied, besides, if I fool you, it should also mean that you can practice this kung fu, and then cheat your money, are you right?" ā€

Mr. Wang thought about it, and it was indeed this truth, and he already believed it a little in his heart, but he still didn't give up, and asked: "Then isn't there any other way to let people who are not children cultivate this divine skill?" ā€

Yang Hao nodded slowly: "Yes, yes, but this method hurts the heavens and the peace, I guess Mr. Wang, you can't be so ruthless." ā€

Mr. Wang patted the checkbook and said proudly: "Tell me, my 'sincerity' is already and thirsty." ā€

Yang Hao shrugged: "Okay, since Mr. Wang wants to know so much, then I'll tell you, this method is actually very simple, just eight words - if you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace, Mr. Wang, are you willing?" ā€

Burst!

Chou Dong didn't drink tea this time, but he still sprayed it, and he laughed.

And Mr. Wang was slightly stunned at first, but then he understood in an instant, and was furious: "Okay, you Yang Hao, you're entertaining me, right?!" ā€

Yang Hao's face was innocent: "How can there be, Mr. Wang, you have to ask, I told you the truth, how did it become a pastime for you?" ā€

Mr. Wang was bewildered by his divine acting skills, and said suspiciously: "Is it really not to entertain me?" ā€

Yang Hao smiled and nodded: "Really, it's more true than pearls, and Mr. Wang, you think, what's the good of entertaining you, and no one will give me a penny for this, right?" ā€

In fact, he really didn't mean to entertain Mr. Wang, but just to make up the matter of tearing the steel plate with his bare hands, as for the pastime Mr. Wang, it was purely convenient, who called this wealthy young master, he had to break the casserole and ask in the end?

Mr. Wang believed it, put away the checkbook and pen in disappointment, and sighed: "Alas, it's rare to encounter something that interests me, and I have to learn it from the palace, which is really disappointing." ā€

He turned his head to look at Dong Zhou and blinked: "Why don't you try Dong Zhou?" This is a rare opportunity to learn divine skills. ā€

Dong Chou said angrily: "Phew, I'm a person with a wife, and people are birds!" (To be continued.) )