There is a saying circulating on the Internet: There are three kinds of people, men, women, and female doctors.

Similarly, there are three types of merchants.

The first is the lowest level, for example, buying vegetables and selling fruits in the vegetable market, and setting up stalls and small shops on the street, all of which are small businesses that rely on smashing pots and selling iron, and belong to the kind that relies on their own money to do business. And the more advanced ones belong to the kind of people who already have a lot of property in their hands, but they are very ambitious, and they borrow all kinds of bank loans and personal loan sharks. They are business-minded and expect to make more money with a lot of money.

Coincidentally, Yan Murong did not belong to either of these two types of businessmen, he belonged to the third category of strange people - let others willingly take money to make money for him.

"Can you wipe the corners of your mouth?" Little Snake looked at Yan Murong, who had been grinning and smirking since he came out of the Mitsui family's villa, and said helplessly.

"Well, yes?" Yan Murong subconsciously raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth, only then did he realize that he had been fooled, smiled, and said. "I'm just a little excited—I've been short of money lately, and now I have $200 million at a time, which is enough for development."

"Are you really going to help him find out who is the Gu caster?" The little snake asked strangely. "When did you become so kind?"

"It's not a matter of being kind or bad." Yan Murong defended. "If you have money to open the way, everything is easy to say - how do you say that? Money can make ghosts grind, if that kid is willing to give me all the property of the Mitsui Foundation, and let me call him ancestor, it's no problem. ”

"Bah, all your discipline fell into the sewer?" The little snake looked disdainful. "If your dad knows this, I guess you will be killed by being strapped alive."

"You can't say that." Yan Murong said with a smile. "If he really dares to give me all the family property of the Mitsui Foundation, what will happen to him by calling him an ancestor? Could it be that if I call him, he will really become my ancestor? ”

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Listening to Yan Murong's words, the little snake was completely defeated. No matter how awesome she is, she can't think like a monster like Yan Murong.

"How are you going to find it?" The little snake changed the subject and asked.

"I don't know." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders. "It stands to reason that generally Shi Gu will not be too far away from the person who has been tricked, otherwise the Gu worm will not be able to sense it, I think that this Gu guy must also be in the island country, but I don't know where he is in the cat now."

"Do you need to say that?" The little snake rolled its eyes. "Fools know."

"So what do you say?" Yan Murong asked. "Do you have any good idea?"

"Yes, yes—" As he spoke, the little snake suddenly stopped talking, looked at Yan Murong with a wary face, and asked. "What do you want to do?"

"Hey, hey." Yan Murong smiled strangely. "Guess what?"

"Forget it." The little snake shook his head helplessly. "My life is a toil."

"Look at what you're saying." Yan Murong leaned over with a smile on his face, put his arm around the little snake's shoulder, and said with a smile. "What's the relationship between the two of us? You say yes, right? Some time ago, I read a passage that talked about the four major irons of life - we have carried guns together, we have gone to the countryside together, we have been through the window together, and we have prostituted together - except for the last one, we have both lived together in the first three things, how iron do you say we have in this life? ”

"You're wrong." The little snake shook his head and said with a sigh. "Actually, the last one we did."

"What?" Yan Murong was shocked. "Why don't I remember I ever doing something like this with you? I've been a virgin since I came down the mountain. ”

"I've never done anything like this." The little snake said with a serious face. "You haven't been a prostitute, but you've prostituted me—"

If it was possible, Yan Murong swore that she would never play with this woman again.

Looking at the delicate and charming face of the little snake, Yan Murong thought aggrievedly, why did you call me to prostitute you? It's as if you suddenly broke into my room in the middle of the night and rode on top of me, and you prostituted me.

"W-sh, are we iron enough, anyway?" Yan Murong asked.

"Iron enough." The little snake nodded.

"It's good if you admit it." Yan Murong smiled. "Look, since we're both like this, not to mention going up the knife mountain and going down the oil pot, can't you help me with this simple matter of finding someone? - Besides, even if you don't say that we are iron or not, according to seniority, you are the old man's apprentice, and I am also the old man's apprentice, you started earlier than me, and you are my senior sister. Is it natural for a senior sister to help a junior brother? ”

"Bah." The little snake looked at Yan Murong with disdain. "I didn't say I wouldn't help you, but did you make such a big deal of what you didn't have to run me on? Go and go, think with your not too big brain, when have I ever rejected you? ”

"That's just as well." Yan Murong smiled embarrassedly, and then lightly sent a sycophant, looking at the little snake with an affectionate expression. "Little snake, have you heard of it? Every man is an angel who is willing to break his wings for the sake of his beloved woman, and that woman wants to replace the broken wings and love that man forever? Take that man to fly over the mountains, over the ocean, over dreams. ”

"Do you want to fly through despair?" The little snake asked with a wink.

"How do you know?" Yan Murong asked with a look of surprise.

"I already knew." The little snake did not answer and continued to ask. "According to you, I always hide in the shadows to protect you, so am I your invisible wings?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Yan Murong nodded again and again.

"Bah." The little snake was furious and slapped Yan Murong on the back of the head. "Angel yet? Still invisible wings? You are not a combination of Hegel and Tagore, and you don't give the old lady these philosophical sentences - invisible wings? Why don't you buy you a CD and listen to it? ”

"I'm just talking." Yan Murong rubbed the back of his head with an aggrieved expression. "As for hitting me?"

"It's light to hit you." The little snake said disdainfully. "You think you'll be able to beat me if you break through the fourth layer? Tell you, if you dare to challenge the bottom line of the old lady's discipline, the old lady will give you some medicine while you are sleeping, so that you can be a pillar of optimus 24 hours a day for a month, I see how you go out to meet people in a tent. ”

"Am I wrong?" Yan Murong apologized again and again, and asked cautiously. "After talking about it for a long time, are you going to help or not?"

"Help, help." The little snake said angrily. "My mother owes you all her life."

"You're so nice." After getting the exact answer, Yan Murong tilted his head and leaned on the little snake's shoulder, his face full of happiness and shyness.