The Smoke Pavilion Lord was a little disappointed: "That's it." ”

Originally, I wanted to follow the autumn breeze of the dean, get back a game, and save some face.

As a result, the dean did not stand in line.

Really......

Uncomfortable!

"Here's a million silver tickets." Mo Yan took it out without blinking his eyes and rested it on the table.

That's a lot of money.

But for the president of the Tianyan Chamber of Commerce, who is rich and rivals, it is not a big deal.

It's about face.

Money is not money.

into a string of data.

"Smoke Pavilion Lord, what about yours?" Mo Yan seemed to be smiling.

"I don't have enough on me now, go back to the Treasure Pavilion, and I'll send someone to deliver it later." The face of the Smoke Pavilion Lord was a little unnatural.

Actually, it's just a delay.

Million.

Even if he goes back to the Treasure Pavilion, he won't be able to make it up!

Unless all the treasures in the treasure pavilion warehouse for so many years and stored are taken out and mortgaged, it is almost the same.

"That's not going to work."

Mo Yan was born as a businessman, so he was obviously not so easy to fool, "Yan Pavilion Master, you shouldn't be able to take it out." ”

"Who said I couldn't take it out!"

The master of the Smoke Pavilion blushed and felt very embarrassed, so he insisted on holding on, "I will definitely take it out!" You don't look down on people anymore! ”

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows: "After I go back, how long will I send a million." "Chase after each other and give the enemy no respite.

The Smoke Pavilion Lord smiled awkwardly and said, "Before dark, it must be delivered!" ”

Mo Yan thought for about two seconds, then nodded, "Okay." ”

His intelligence system has long investigated the Lord of the Smoke Pavilion.

He is also clear about how much money the master of the Smoke Pavilion has.

He could probably guess what method the Yan Pavilion mainly used to get together the million silver beads.

He had prepared the trap and waited for the old man to jump.

"That's it." The Smoke Pavilion Lord secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

There's still an afternoon to go.

He'll have to find a way to scrape together the money!

Make it!

There was a channel, he knew, to get money quickly.

The Six Pavilions meeting is over.

The meeting also adjourned.

After the adjournment of the meeting.

Mo Yan and Zi Mucheng left together.

"Hey, you say, that old horseman, how can he make up that million?" Zi Mucheng was curious.

"The old man is out of cash, but he has the goods." Mo Yan's ink eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked like he was in control, "Looking at the entire Beilan Kingdom, there is only one place where you can eat his goods in one go." ”

Zi Mucheng's eyes lit up: "Tianyan Chamber of Commerce!" ”

Immediately, Zi Mucheng laughed wildly, "This is really nowhere to break through the iron, and it takes no effort to get it!" ”

Mo Yan's eyes darkened slightly: "This is a fat sheep sent to the door by myself, how can there be any reason not to slaughter." ”

Zi Mucheng laughed so much that his stomach was about to hurt.

This gamble.

From the very beginning of the fight, the Smoke Pavilion Lord lost completely.

Now, even the face and lining have been lost.

With Mo Yan's personality.

If you don't slaughter the master of the Smoke Pavilion ruthlessly, he will lose.

"By the way, I haven't seen you for a few days, how is Qianmo?" Zi Mucheng smiled enough, remembered his favorite little niece, and asked with concern.

"Little Momo—"

Mo Yan paused, pretended to be mysterious, and lowered his voice and said, "Third Uncle will take me to take a look, won't you know?" ”

Zi Mucheng responded: "Okay." ”

Just right.

He misses that little girl too.

Mo Yan took Zi Mucheng to Rilun Pavilion, Ziqian Mo's alchemy room, that is, the cultivation room.

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