Chapter 270: Will He Stand in the Ink Palace?

Outside, don't use your real name.

This is also taught by Master Beauty.

Yun Tilt, taking the first two words of her real name, has a little more heroism, and she still likes it.

"It turned out to be Miss Yun." After Baili Pojun took the signed contract, he glanced at it and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it just so happens that there will be an auction today, which will be held in half an hour." We will arrange the snow-colored Miao Knife and the Wanling Crossbow to give Miss Yun a satisfactory result in the shortest possible time. ”

Yun Chengcheng nodded: "Very good." ”

Just right, let her take a look at the strength of the Zulong Auction House, "Can I participate in this auction?" ”

"Absolutely." Baili Pojun said, "Miss Yun is the highest VIP of our bank, as long as it is an auction held by our bank, as long as you have time, you can move to the Tianzi No. 1 VIP room at the venue at any time and participate in it." ”

"Tianzi No. 1?"

"Not bad." Baili Pojun explained, "The Tianzi No. 1 VIP room is used to receive the highest-level VIPs of the auction; The room where Yun Maiden and Lingshi are now is the No. 1 VIP room, which is specially used to receive the most senior members who consign treasures. ”

Yun Qicheng said in his heart, for them, it's really good.

Sincerity is enough.

Half an hour before the auction begins.

The snow-colored Miao knife and the Wanling crossbow have already been taken away by a commissioner, and to prepare for the auction, they need to be recorded and backed up, so that the auctioneer can be familiar with the characteristics, advantages, efficacy, and power of the treasure.

Baili Pojun personally supervised the work of the commissioners under his command to show his attention.

In the next half an hour, in the VIP room of Dizi No. 1, there were only two people left, Yun Chengcheng and Mo Bai.

"Master, what do you think of this hundred-mile broken army?" She asked.

"Yes." Mo Bai said two words.

Yun Chengcheng understood: "That is to say, you can make a friend." ”

Mo Bai said: "It's okay to make an ordinary friend, don't make a deep friend." The businessman is very profitable, and we don't know if he has already sided with the DPRK and China, just in case. ”

Yun Chengcheng was slightly stunned: "Baili family, aren't the clansmen never participating in politics and officials?" ”

The corners of the inky white lips hooked up a mocking arc: "Little Allure, you are still too simple." A businessman who can shake the economic lifeline of the entire Jiyu country is not a pure businessman, but an imperial businessman. How many people in the court are secretly staring at the Baili Broken Army, and how many royal families want to win him over. The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, as long as he can come up with enough interests to shake him, standing in line is just a matter of an eye. ”

Yun Chengcheng was stunned when he heard this.

There are still very few beautiful masters, and they can say such long words at one time.

However, she understands that he is teaching her the truth of how to behave in the world, telling her some unspoken rules of officialdom and shopping malls, so that she will not be blinded by some hypocritical illusions.

It took her a while to completely digest the deep meaning of Master Beauty's words.

Then, she asked-

"If I can come up with enough interests to shake the Hundred Miles Broken Army, will he side with the Mowang Mansion?"

This time, it was Mo Bai's turn to be stunned.

He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, his heart was like being held by a soft little hand, it didn't hurt, but it was a little tight, and he was about to lose his breath.

After she understood a certain law in the shopping mall and officialdom, the first thing she thought of was the interests of the Mo Wangfu, the interests of the paralyzed man lying on the hospital bed.