Finally sent Xue Yan, a poisonous man, away, and put all the rune paper into the storage bracelet, and sat on the sofa, rubbing his temples.

The amount of information she had just received was so great that she had to digest it for a while. Regarding the fact that he suddenly had an extra husband out of thin air, he selectively avoided this problem. Anyway, Xue Yan only occasionally did something ambiguous to her now, and he didn't ask her to fulfill her obligations as a wife, and she wasn't particularly repulsed. So this issue was put aside by her for the time being.

But for another question raised by Xue Yan, she felt that she could think about it. As a stable intermediary, it is a good way to make money by doing purchasing agents in the yin and yang worlds. Although it is inconvenient to go to the entrance of the underground house of the sales department, I remember that when I squatted in Fan Youjia's community last time, there was a pickup truck that claimed to be psychic, and I don't know if it can really drive to the bottom, so you can consider buying it back and trying it.

After thinking about it, the prison painting listed a list, full of things that are only available in the world and are not cheap, and sent them to the group of the ten halls of the Yama king, and marked the purchase price, which soon aroused heated discussions among everyone.

After finishing this matter, he looked at Wu Qi, and then at a wireless charging desk lamp on his desk, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

"Master, what do you want to do?" Wu Hu knew that something was wrong when he saw the expression of the prison painting, but it was too late, and the prison painting raised his hand, turned on the table lamp, took it in his hand, and put it into the storage bracelet. Immediately, she beckoned to the black horse.

"Come, stay inside for a while, I want to see how long you can stay inside." The space of this storage bracelet is limited, and I don't know if the air is also limited, so I want to try it with the black horse.

"I don't! I have claustrophobia! Hosts, I ......"

"You wild wolf, where did you get claustrophobia? Aren't you afraid of the dark? Come, don't be afraid, I've got you a lamp. Ignoring Wu Qi's resistance, he put it directly into the storage bracelet.

Actually, it's no wonder that Wu Qi is afraid. The darkness in the storage space is completely different from the darkness of nature, just as the eyes that can see at night cannot be seen clearly in the underworld, in the completely closed darkness of the storage space, the black horse seems to be blind, and the animal's self-protective nature makes it feel repulsed and afraid of this space.

Fortunately, a table lamp was placed in before this to provide basic lighting for the space. With the help of this light, Wu Hu regained his ability to see.

"How are you feeling, Wuhu?" The prison painting asked about the storage bracelet.

Wu Xiao's voice came from the mind of the prison painting: "Master, your voice is too loud, blow up your ears!" ”

"Can you speak well as a wolf? Where did you learn the Taiwanese accent? ”

"I'm watching TV while you're thinking about it behind closed doors at home."

"I'm not calling this a closed-door thinking, it's a closed-door cultivation."

"It's all closed doors, it's not bad!"

“……”

"Master, put my meat in, people will eat it."

“……”

"Put the tablet in again."

“……”

Prison painting is a little speechless for the pure hedonistic personality of Wu Hu. Why did Xue Yan leave Wu Hu by her side in the first place? Seems to be protecting her, right? The protection has not been protected once, but it has become a big burden, and I don't know how Xue Yan will feel in the future.

Thinking of this, the prison painting suddenly remembered that Wu Hu had been opened to the spiritual aperture, and he could also cultivate. She hurriedly sent a WeChat message to Xue Yan, regardless of how he wanted to give Wu Yan a cultivation method, this guy in the province pestered himself to eat meat every day, and also occupied his tablet.

After sending Xue Yan WeChat, she saw Jun Fengtian send her a few unread messages. Click on it and take a look, it was sent the afternoon before yesterday, asking her if she was free in the past two days, and wanted to introduce her to a friend.

Jun Fengtian's friends must be either big guys or people from the cultivation realm. Prison Painting immediately called Jun Fengtian back and made an appointment for dinner at half past five in the afternoon.

At the same time, he saw that there were ten missed calls in the call record of his mobile phone, all of which were made by Chen Peipei.

Prison painting has nothing to say about Chen Peipei. Chen Peipei wanted to harm her, she abolished Chen Peipei's spiritual root, this was originally a matter of back and forth, and it was not her responsibility alone. If Chen Peipei wants to seek revenge on her, she has nothing to worry about. It's just that she was too lazy to deal with people like Chen Peipei, and she really didn't want to talk to her on the phone, so she ignored it and turned off the screen of her mobile phone.

"Foreman, Jiang Beiying bit to death and didn't admit that he killed his eldest brother, Jiang Tian didn't believe it, and scolded Jiang Beiying severely and locked him up. Jiang Tian has just sent someone to investigate the cooperation projects between Longchang Real Estate and their Jiangling Group over the years. Should we do something about these projects? The voice of the green soul suddenly came from the sea of knowledge.

"Yes." The prison painting replied categorically. "Do it carefully, let Jiang Tian be sure that Longchang Real Estate is weakening him, but it is not easy to say it on the surface. Only if he feels that he has suffered a dumb loss, he will try his best to deal with Longchang in secret, so that Longchang will fall into the trap unknowingly. ”

"Yes." After the green soul agreed, there was no sound.

The prison painting rummaged through the closet. Thinking of the scene of the last time she had dinner with those nine people, she didn't want to wear a skirt at today's dinner. Last time, she went to the mall to buy a few clothes, and one of them happened to be a sleeveless shirt with pants, although the style was very simple, but it was very neat to wear, so she chose this set.

After cleaning up, he took a taxi to the King's Landing Hotel.

At this time, the lights of the King's Landing Hotel were all turned on. It was not dark, and the King's Landing Hotel in the evening looked like a young man who had taken off his black suit and changed into a pale pink shirt, from solemn to gentle, from cold to warm. The lights around the building glow in pastel colors, dazzling but unassuming. At that wide and ornate gate, because there was no group of people who surrounded the hotel like iron buckets that day, it had become a gathering place of traffic. All kinds of luxury cars shining with noble light have come one after another, and some ordinary cars. But the people who came here all had smiles on their faces, as if the whole world was a model student who was humble and polite. On top of that, even though there are no big banquets held today, the people who come here are dressed in elegant formal attire and look like they are walking on the red carpet.

When he stepped out of the taxi, he deeply felt his abruptness. She wore a dress that day, and she didn't feel anything. But today she was obviously wearing casual clothes, which stood out among the people who came and went in the hotel. Everyone who passed by had to glance at her, and their eyes looked disgusted.

This...... It's just a meal, do you want to dress so well? Prison painting silently complained in his heart. What she didn't know was that King's Landing was a mythical existence in Jiangcheng. There is no extraordinary dish here, and each dish is 2,000 yuan upward. Dining here doesn't mean you can book a private room if you have the money. And even eating in the hall is an honor for most ordinary people. So men wear suits and ties, and women wear small dresses, which is just the general standard. For people like Prison Painting who walk in in casual clothes that can't see the price, they really feel that they have lowered their grade.

"Who is this, why did you come here to eat dressed like this?"

"Who knows? I guess the waiter didn't change his clothes. Look at her casual clothes, it's really cold. ”

"That's it, I don't know how to change clothes when I come to King's Landing Hotel, I should be a waiter."

"It's pretty good-looking."

"Cut, I guess I want to use my face to meet one or two dozen people at the King's Landing Hotel!"

"Those who come here to eat are either rich or expensive, and what woman doesn't? Can you take a fancy to her kind of person? ”

"Not necessarily. Maybe if you meet an upstart boss who wants to get a little three, you won't care about these. ”

"You're right to say that."

What a deaf ear, I heard the sharp and piercing conversation between the two women from afar, and immediately frowned.

At this time, the prison painting saw Jun Wenkang, who was standing at the entrance. Jun Wenkang was looking at the door, but he didn't seem to see her. Prison Painting stepped forward and shouted, "Boss Jun." ”

Jun Wenkang hurriedly smiled and said, "Oh, Miss Prison, you are here!" I'm waiting for you! Mr. Jun is waiting for you in the box, and I will take you there now. ”

The prison painting was about to agree, when a staff member ran over and said something to Jun Wenkang, as if there was something urgent for him to solve. He didn't want to embarrass him, so he said, "Boss Jun, why don't I go by myself, you can get busy with yours first." ”

Jun Wenkang explained a little embarrassedly: "I'm really sorry, there are some urgent matters that can't be solved by my subordinates and I have to deal with them." Thank you, Miss Prison, for your understanding! ”

Prison Painting smiled and didn't say anything. Seeing Jun Wenkang leaving in a hurry, she also turned around and walked inside. It was then that she heard the shrill voice again.

"Hey, you can pour me a glass of soda and bring it to booth 3." A fat woman in a red dress walked up to the prison painting and said to the prison painting arrogantly.

When I saw it, this was one of the women who had just talked about her behind her back and said that she wanted a sugar daddy, so she said angrily: "I want to drink water and pour it myself." ”

"Yo, the mouth is quite powerful." Another woman also walked over. She was thin, like a shriveled branch, and a wrap skirt studded with bright diamonds sparkled on her body looked like a robe. She crossed her arms and looked like she was watching the excitement. "You don't want a job anymore?"

"I'm not a staff member here." Prison painting said patiently.

"You're not? Who to fool! The woman in red's voice rose a few degrees. You just reported to the owner of King's Landing, and I saw it. ”

When he was talking to Jun Wenkang just now, Jun Wenkang was facing away from the two of them. In their opinion, they didn't see Jun Wenkang's smiling face, they only saw the prison painting talking to Boss Jun.

"I repeat, I'm not a staff member here. I'm here to eat. My friend is still waiting for me in the box, please get out of the way. Prison Painting said patiently.

The thin woman suddenly sneered: "You came here to eat? Still in the box? What a joke! What do you see you're wearing? Let's stall the goods! Wearing this to eat here? It's funny. ”

The woman in red pointed to the thin woman's diamond-studded dress with her thick fingers and said, "Look at her dress." This is purely handmade, and the manual cost alone is several thousand, not to mention the clothing. Even the one on me is thousands of dollars. Which of the people who came here to eat in the hall was not dressed decently? Dare to say the box. Do you know who can afford a private room? ”