"Don't worry, I'm the God of Wealth, not the God of Killing, I'm not so short-tempered, there's nothing else to do, I'll leave first." After speaking, Zhao Gongming's figure flashed, turning into a golden light and flying out of the villa.

Pan Wenhu looked at the golden light flying out enviously, and then turned his gaze to the trash can, to be exact, it was the fairy fruit hu in the trash can, the seeds in the fruit hu, he was very greedy!

Although the aura of the mortal world is thin and it is impossible to cultivate the original immortal fruit, this is an immortal fruit seed after all, if the fruit tree can be successfully cultivated, the fruit will definitely become a rare spiritual fruit.

So, Pan Wenhu didn't care about eating breakfast, walked to the trash can, picked up the fruit beard inside, walked to the kitchen to clean it, and then cut it with a kitchen knife and took away the fairy fruit seeds inside.

There are a total of three fruit hus, two are green apple fruit hu, one looks like a peach fruit hu, the shape of the fruit hu is similar to a peach, even if it is not the queen mother's peach, it must be a rare peach.

"There are almost thirty seeds of green apples, and they can definitely cultivate a few apple trees, but there is only one seed of this immortal peach, and it is a bit difficult to successfully cultivate peach trees!"

Pan Wenhu prefers to eat peaches, and there is only one peach seed at the moment, which makes him feel doubly precious, and its preciousness is far higher than more than 30 green apple seeds.

However, now is not the time to make up for this, and after Pan Wenhu was a little depressed, he put away the seeds and put them in the drawer of the bedside table in the bedroom like a baby......

An hour later.

Pan Wenhu came to the commercial street, near the Jinding Building.

Jinding Building is one of the properties of Wang's Group and the main office of Wang's Group.

The controller of the Wang Group is Wang Dana, who snatches the fortune of his friends in the mouth of the God of Wealth.

Wang Dana, 45 years old, is a celebrity gentry in Jianghai District, with a net worth of more than 30 billion, ranking 65th on the list of the richest people in Huaxia District......

When Pan Wenhu was interviewing in Jinding Building yesterday, he had seen Wang Dana from afar, and he also felt that this person looked very kind.

If he hadn't learned from the God of Wealth about what Wang Dana had done, he really couldn't believe that this rich man who seemed to be very kind would actually be a great evil person who did not hesitate to rob his friends of their wealth and even detain their souls for the sake of profit.

Sure enough, you can't just look at the surface, otherwise you will definitely be confused.

Just when Pan Wenhu sighed, a black Ford Mustang suddenly stopped in front of him.

Through the car window, Pan Wenhu found that the person in the car was actually the rich second generation he had seen in Dell yesterday - Wang Zifan.

The moment he saw Wang Zifan, Pan Wenhu thought of Song Yifei, who used him as a shield yesterday. No, to be exact, it was Song Yifei's kiss, at that time, Song Yifei wanted to drive away Wang Zifan, but he spent a lot of money and kissed him directly for a while.

Recalling the wonderful feeling at that time, Pan Wenhu subconsciously showed a nostalgic smile.

"Heh~~ I dare to laugh at the master!"

Wang Zifan got out of the car and saw Pan Wenhu's smile, thinking of the humiliation he received yesterday, his heart was furious, and his gaze at Pan Wenhu became more and more unkind.

"The surname is Wang, I don't have the time to laugh at you, it's just that you are too sensitive."

Pan Wenhu didn't have a good impression of Wang Zifan, and he learned that Wang Zifan's father Wang Dana was not a good person in the morning, which made him lose his good impression of the entire Wang family and even the Wang Group.

This will, hearing Wang Zifan's unkind words, it is natural to avoid a run.

"It's crazy how dare you talk to me like that!"

Wang Zifan glanced at Pan Wenhu lightly, and said disdainfully: "Boy, I won't worry about you for these first, let's talk about another matter, let's talk about it, how much money do you want to leave Yifei?" ”

"How much can you give me?" Pan Wenhu replied with a sneer.

"What about five million?"

Wang Zifan has a bad habit, that is, he likes to smash people with money, and his greatest interest is to watch people for money and grovel in front of him, so that he will get a great sense of pleasure.

Million?

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was five million, and he was really a pure rich second generation.

When Pan Wenhu heard this word, he almost couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and broke the indifferent disguise on the surface.

"The surname is Wang, Yifei's beauty is worth so much in your eyes?" Pan Wenhu endured the excitement in his heart and continued to bargain.

"And how much do you want?" A cold light flashed in Wang Zifan's eyes, it is true that he has a hobby of smashing people with money, but it does not mean that he will not measure the value of affairs, when the value of affairs exceeds the bottom line in his heart, he does not mind dealing with people in other ways.

"Fifty million." Pan Wenhu came and opened his mouth.

"Hehe~~" Wang Zifan smiled coldly and said, "Fifty million, can you eat it?" ”

"You don't have to worry about it."

Pan Wenhu knew that he couldn't keep this huge amount of money, because the God of Wealth said that he was destined not to make a fortune, but none of this was a thing.

When the money is in hand, he can give away most of the good deeds and keep only a small part for himself to improve his life.

The Wang family's money is not in vain, anyway, after the God of Wealth makes a move, Wang Da will lose the fortune of Jin Dafu, and he will not be able to keep tens of billions of huge sums, and sooner or later it will be all gone.

Pan Wenhu is helping the God of Wealth to do this, and he will get a little out of this huge amount of money in advance, and it will not be hot to hold it, and it is estimated that the God of Wealth will not blame him.

"Boy, your appetite is really big, but I'm not a fool, I'll give you 50 million stupidly for a woman, I'll give you 20 million at most, if you know each other, take the money and stay away from Yifei, otherwise I'll let you die ugly, my prince fancy the woman, but it's not a ...... that a little deflated like you can touch"

Wang Zifan clasped his hands, leaned on the door of the wild horse carriage, and stared at Pan Wenhu coldly.

Pan Wenhu shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and said, "Twenty million is fine, as long as you transfer the money to me, I will immediately dump Song Yifei." ”

"I hope you mean what you say, and if I find out you're fooling me, I'll have at least a hundred ways to get you to spit out your money, and I'll give you a lesson you'll never forget." After speaking, a murderous aura flashed in Wang Zifan's eyes.

He really moved to kill, 20 million is his final bottom line, if Pan Wenhu collects the money but does not separate from Song Yifei, he really doesn't mind spending millions more to hire someone to kill Pan Wenhu.

"Don't worry, I'm a very reputable person, as long as your money arrives, I will naturally dump Song Yifei."

Pan Wenhu said that he dumped Song Yifei, and he didn't feel a burden at all, because he had nothing to do with Song Yifei at all, he just went to Dell Cosmetics Company to apply for a job yesterday, and was temporarily pulled by Song Yifei as a shield.

After taking advantage, he can still pit a sum of money, he can't be happy, how can there be any psychological burden!

If Wang Zifan knew Pan Wenhu's thoughts, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood in depression.