Chapter Twenty-Three: Adults Are Bad
In an extremely magnificent hall, everywhere is resplendent with gold, whether it is the chair sitting or the crystal lamp in the sky, it is full of a rich word, if you want to use an idiom to describe it, it must be "rich and oily!" ”
At the same time, on a comfortable soft chair, a middle-aged man was constantly flipping through the account books in his hand and nodded with satisfaction.
Beside him was a man with a long beard, handing him another account book with a smile on his face.
"Lord of the City, this is the specific layout of the auction in two months and the auction list, yesterday, I received a few more good things, I think it can be placed on the finale in the back, please take a look."
It turned out that this person was Xiao Qingyun, the city lord of Linxian City with an eight-money demon hunter, and standing beside him was Ji Dachuan, the shopkeeper of the Luoshen Society.
Xiao Qingyun waved his hand, signaling that he was not looking, and pressed his forehead with his hand: "I don't have to worry about your work, you can arrange these by yourself, by the way, take out the rusty stone that the warehouse fished out of the East China Sea last year as the final finale." ”
"It's the rusty stone that was prying out of the ancient giant mussel, although the giant mussel has been dead for tens of thousands of years, but it can remain in its body for so many years without weathering, it must be a peerless treasure, didn't you say that you want to give it to immortals or gods? How to ......" Ji Dachuan was a little puzzled, but his eyes soon lit up.
"My lord, do you mean ......" Ji Dachuan seemed to think of something, and his heart suddenly thumped.
"Quietly, I also got the news not long ago, there are immortals who will come to our Immortal City this time to participate in this auction, I heard that there is more than one, but there is no way to know who it is, this news can be released five days before the auction." Xiao Qingyun commanded.
Although his tone was calm, he could also see that he was also very excited, after all, after ten years, another immortal descended on his Roselle Society, and there was more than one, it was exciting to think about it, after this auction, he Roselle Club will definitely reach a new height.
After the auction, there is no need for this Vientiane Tower to exist, it really can't be conquered, it can only be conquered by force, not only that, but those giants of the ten ancient cities within a radius of thousands of miles should also take a stand.
"Understood, understood." Ji Dachuan trembled a little excitedly, and deliberately lowered his voice, as if someone in Nuoda's hall had listened, and as the Roselle Society rose, he got more benefits.
"My lord, the Vientiane Building is so ignorant ......"
Knock knock!
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of a quick knock outside the door, and Ji Dachuan, who interrupted the conversation, suddenly became a little annoyed, and was about to get angry, but remembering that there was generally no urgency, his subordinates would not be in such a hurry, not to mention that the city lord was by his side.
"The lowly subordinates have no way to discipline him, and please calm his anger, he should have something urgent, so ......" Ji Dachuan smiled apologetically.
"You deal with it." Xiao Qingyun was not too angry, at his level, there were very few people who made him angry, not to mention, a big pie was about to fall on his head, and it was too late to be happy.
"Come in!" Ji Dachuan shouted towards the door, of course, he did not avoid Xiao Qingyun.
With the creaking sound of pushing the door, the door more than ten meters high was slowly pushed open by two giants, and a man with a small hat, dressed as an ordinary shop shopkeeper, stumbled in, and was also thrown when he crossed the huge threshold, which made Ji Dachuan suddenly a little dissatisfied, and in front of the city lord, it was too embarrassing.
"What ...... become"
"Shopkeeper, it's not good, it's not good, it's not good, the sky is going to change!"
The man directly interrupted Ji Dachuan's words, which made Ji Dachuan's eyebrows furrow even deeper.
"If something changes in the sky, if it changes, go home and collect your clothes."
"Wait, let him finish!" Xiao Qingyun was originally facing away from the person who ran in to report, but now he was also a little curious, and slowly turned around.
As soon as the man saw Xiao Qingyun, his face suddenly changed, and he knelt down directly: "I've seen the city lord." ”
"Gasp for breath and speak slowly!" Xiao Qingyun's words made the man excited, but Ji Dachuan's face was a little embarrassed, and he glared at the man fiercely.
"It's the city lord, just now, a new industry of a famous movie was played on the side of Vientiane Tower, which caused more than 100,000 onlookers for a while, I think, I think the adults can take it down, it will definitely cause a worldwide sensation!" The man said this, his mouth was dry, and he raised his head and cautiously glanced at the city lord who was not surprised.
"Hmph, the Vientiane Building is now dying, what good things can it be, what kind of movie is it, how many catties and taels it weighs, and what is the color and taste? Hurry up! Ji Dachuan was a little displeased, why didn't he find out before, this kid who had been with him for several years had also learned to make decisions for the big guys.
"How many pounds and taels do you weigh? The color taste? Song Yuan recalled the scene of Hongda on the white cloth, the gorgeous duel, which made people addicted and unable to extricate themselves, and more importantly, this was just the trailer of "A Chinese Ghost Story", an appetizer, and the real thing was officially released on May 1, that is, the day of the Roselle auction.
If you didn't watch the trailer, you can also be sarcastic that Wu Guang just tried his best to make a last fight, but in the end he was just a mantis arm as a car.
But today's short trailer has completely attracted him, as an enemy, he wants to secretly buy a ticket to watch the full movie that day, not to mention others.
After thinking about it, Song Yuan solemnly glanced at Ji Dachuan, and finally looked at the city lord with a serious expression.
"It weighs a million catties, colorless and tasteless, but it is gorgeous, if you can't take it, we really can't compare to the auction on May 1st, even if the immortals come again, I am afraid there is a trace of the possibility of suppression." As Song Yuan, who has been in business for half his life, he is extremely interested in the new industry of Vientiane Building
Optimistically, the reason why I say this is really for the Roselle Society, because here he has worked for many years after all.
If he wants to tell a lie, he will say it, and the businessman relies on a word, and it is extremely common to say that the dead are alive, and the worthless is worth a thousand gold, so here, he cannot lie or speak.
"Haha, it's just nonsense, my lord, it's my teaching that is not good, let you see the joke, what is colorless and tasteless, but colorful, and weighs millions of catties, Song Yuan, your ability to tell lies is getting more and more regressive, is there such a thing in the world? I think you've been working here for decades, and I won't rush you, go to the account office to advance two months' salary, and go to Xilan City to be a small shopkeeper. As the big shopkeeper on the surface of the Luoshen Society, Ji Dachuan decided the fate of a person with a word.