"Person in charge Zhao." Xia Qingyang called him from behind.

"Hey!" The person in charge of Zhao quickly ran to her like a dog, "Miss Xia wait a minute, she is already contacting the maker of the SS-level puppet." There are ten more groups of S-class puppets here, do you want to ...... twenty groups together?"

"Accidentally."

"What?" The person in charge of Zhao thought that he had misheard.

"I said, let's just measure it here." Xia Qingyang held two memory stones between his fingers, "'You can control ten groups of S-class puppets at the same time', and the test results are written like this." In addition, these puppets you borrowed are not borrowed in vain, I bought them all. ”

"Why, why didn't it happen?"

"Because that's enough."

Because enough is enough. The person in charge of Zhao was originally sweating because of his busy work, but the moment he heard this, he seemed to be dried in an instant.

He was sober.

He was shocked to realize that he seemed to be in a state of excitement and excitement just now, so he didn't realize what it meant to "control ten groups of S-class puppets at the same time".

At least among all the control players he knows so far.

No one has made it this far.

That's why Xia Qingyang said, that's enough.

"Now let's redraft a contract." Xia Qingyang gently placed the memory stone on the table, like a chess piece landing on the key of the chessboard, and snapped.

The person in charge of Zhao swallowed his saliva.

Xia Qingyang: "This time, I will only provide Phoenix Pavilion with 5 recordings every month. Whether it's an auction or an internal sale, it's up to you, but the total number is only 5, and I want to know all the information and background information of the buyer. As for the share ratio...... I want ninety percent, no problem, right? ”

The person in charge of Zhao didn't dare to say a word.

Right now, he, no, the entire Phoenix Pavilion, doesn't have the power to bargain with Xia Qingyang.

In the ranks of control players, one of the most dazzling names will soon appear, at the top of the list, and become an existence that no one can ignore.

Don't say that they only give them a profit, but they don't give it, I'm afraid they will have to grit their teeth and agree in order to leave this good fate.

“…… No problem. ”

-

Soon, Xia Qingyang signed the redrafted contract.

The contract is in effect from the following month.

As for how to explain to those customers, the 50 memory stones have plummeted to 5, which is the business of the person in charge of Zhao.

Xia Qingyang fully believed that the person in charge of Zhao would unleash all his strength to make her memory stone sell for a considerable price.

"Please also don't forget, if there is someone who comes to me......"

"I know, I must contact Miss Xia immediately."

"Another ......"

Xia Qingyang hesitated, and wanted to ask the person in charge of Zhao to help find Yajieyu's whereabouts.

However, Yajieyu went by herself.

With his intelligence, if he wants to come back to her, there is naturally a way.

So, let's forget about it first, and wait.

"Miss Xia, walk slowly."

The person in charge of Zhao sent Xia Qingyang to the door respectfully all the way, and only after seeing her go away did he dare to straighten his waist.

His deputy was forced to bow along, but he didn't witness everything in the conference room, so he didn't understand: "I said Manager Zhao, let's not do it." Although Miss Xia is a big customer, let's do it a little too much. ”

He thought to himself that the level of courtesy was comparable to a gift to a player in Zone A. For the refining boss Qingfeng, he was not so grand.

The person in charge of Zhao took out the handkerchief in his pocket to wipe his sweat: "What do you know." Let me ask you, is Mr. Ye in the copy now? Hurry up and inquire, I have something to report to Mr. Ye immediately! ”

-

"What's next?"

On the way home, Daojun asked in Xia Qingyang's ear, "Do you want to go directly to the dungeon, or continue training?" ”

"Training."

"Oh? I thought you'd be impatient to get off the dungeon. ”

Daojun's tone was a little frivolous, and Xia Qingyang couldn't help but pause: "Daojun is going to make fun of me again." ”

"I haven't said anything yet."

Xia Qingyang shook his head helplessly, took out the key and opened the door: "Can that Daojun guarantee that Gu Sinan and I will be matched into the same world?" ”

"Not guaranteed."

Then it's useless for her to be in a hurry, isn't it?

After Xia Qingyang entered the door, he didn't rest, and after changing into clothes that were convenient for training, he came directly to the door of the training room.

Before entering the training room, please ask Daojun as usual: "Please also ask Daojun to help me pay attention to the news and phone call......"

"I know, I don't have to say it every time, I'll keep an eye on it for you."

"Thank you, Daojun."

Through the void, Dao Jun watched Xia Qingyang walk into the training room and began to train as boring as before.

Instead of sitting on his throne today, he sat cross-legged in the air as if he had defended gravity.

Well, it's boring.

Obviously, he was also facing this endless void by himself before, but he has been bored a lot lately.

I remember that two days ago, Xia Qingyang asked him why he didn't get something to decorate this void.

How did he answer that she was here?

——This seat has spent endless years guarding these three thousand worlds, and I have seen enough of all the prosperous and gorgeous scenes, and I am very annoyed. You don't have to talk too much.

Daojun lowered his crossed legs and slowly sat down on the back of the throne's chair.

But that's not the case.

In fact, it is because if he wants to make something, he needs to consume the power of faith.

And before that, in order to recuperate himself, he had dismantled this space to the point where nothing remained. After a long time, he had long since gotten used to the empty and nothing.

Before Xia Qingyang mentioned it, he didn't even realize that something was wrong.

Daojun looked down and raised his hand slightly.

After a few breaths, a small yellow flower popped up next to the throne.

In the windless void, the little flower swayed slightly, as if rejoicing in her own recovery.

"Let's pray together that she will succeed." Daojun muttered softly, "So that you won't wither again." ”

-

That night, Xia Qingyang came to the void out of his consciousness and found that there were already some tables, chairs, furniture, flowers and grasses around the originally barren throne.

Take a closer look at the arrangement — huh? Why does it seem familiar?

"Daojun, this seems to be ......"

"I've borrowed a bit from your bedroom and living room." Daojun didn't look at her, "I see that you sleep quite comfortably, so I'll try it too." ”

Good guys, this is a reference, isn't this just copying.

Sure enough, Daojun, he has always brought it to the party.

"It's my pleasure."

"I've found out that you're a hypocrite sometimes." Daojun snorted lightly, "I clearly scolded this seat in my heart, and I can say it so nicely." ”

"Daojun didn't know me on the first day, haven't I always been like this." Xia Qingyang smiled, "But I really think that it is a great honor for me to know Daojun and find a path I want to take under Daojun—if I don't believe it, Daojun can feel free to spy on my thoughts." ”

As he spoke, Xia Qingyang opened his arms towards Daojun.

Daojun coughed lightly, I don't know if he really found something, or if he was simply shocked by her overly frank "confession": "...... Slippery. Don't hurry up and cultivate! ”

"Okay, Daojun."