Chapter 887: Big Business

Her eyes were very sharp, and she instantly saw through my thoughts: "You don't have to worry, this deal can't be lost."

"Isn't there a profit and a loss in all the transactions in the world?"

"Wrong."

Momoko smugly corrected, "For most people, that's true. But as long as you jump to the top of the tower, all business is profitable, and there is no loss."

At first glance, I still think it makes sense, but after a closer look, it's not quite right.

"Then why are there still bankrupt rich people?"

"As long as the rich don't toss around, they will be rich all their lives; The poor do not toss around, they remain poor all their lives."

Peaches slowly turned the porcelain bowl in his hand: "In the end, it's all a loss of cognition."

She changed her words, with a hint of praise in her words: "Liang Hai is a smart person, and he takes advantage of cognition."

"What do you think he's begging me like a dog for?"

"Didn't you say that he didn't make up the money, so he ......."

Momoko waved her hand: "It's just an excuse."

"With such a big boss as him, even if he takes out a loan, he can get tens of millions. What he values is my reputation in Monan."

Peaches clasped the file bag with her fingertips: "The word peach, at least save millions."

I absolutely believe this, she is simply the emperor of the soil in Monan, no matter how big the boss is, she will be three points shorter in front of her.

I gently stroked each word of the file bag: "Leave the rest to me."

"Okay, grandma is going back to sleep."

She stretched her waist and walked out: "Liang Hai pays for your work."

After Momoko left, I asked Wuwen to call Jing'an in.

"Master, you call me."

I waved my hand at the stool, "Sit down."

I handed him a few pieces of paper that I had prepared in advance: "In the next few days, you go and step on some first."

"It's ......"

"Murderous House." I was honest with him and told him the whole story: "To put it bluntly, this house can't be sold because it's haunted."

Jing'an nodded: "Then, my task is to do things and clean the house."

I couldn't help but smile, "In my experience, it's not as simple as setting up an altar."

Jing'an was a little confused: "Please make it clear to the master."

I patted the paper on the table, "The words you see are not words, but souls who have been wronged and cannot be sought."

"Jing'an made a note of it."

"I'll match you with someone to replace the thunder."

"Everything is up to the boss."

Jing'an will always be like this, as if I will agree to any request.

As for the person who has been replaced, it is the little Taoist priest under my command today.

This person is definitely a real kung fu, and it is perfect to escort Jing'an, a weak little Taoist.

As for the heavenly thunder, it is better to let him recruit disciples, otherwise it will not be overkill?

In the evening, Xiaomei quietly entered my bedroom.

"Master, I've brought back the people you want."

"Duan Xu?"

Tsk, it's time to compare acting.

I looked outside, "Where are the people?"

"Let them in."

Soon, Xiaomei invited Duan Xu's master and apprentice in, and I quickly got up to give up my seat, and after a polite greeting, I was completely seated.

Duan Xu looked up and looked around, and exclaimed, "If you don't say it, you are a capable person."

"The last time we met, it should have been half a month ago, when the Taoist temple was still in ruins."

He sighed and gave a thumbs up: "In such a short time, the house has been built, and there are so many people."

I laughed, "How's the injury on your leg?"

"Thank you, it's so neat."

I looked at Duan Xu's master again: "He's an old man......

"It's okay, it's all recovered, it's just that there was a little memory loss before, and the sporadic things may not be remembered."

I squinted at his master, and from his face, this man had a simple face, and he looked no different from an ordinary farmer.

He hadn't said anything since he walked in the door, and he hadn't even made eye contact with me.

I knew before that Duan Xu's master had no heart, and now he was so silent.

A ridiculous and chilling thought rose from the bottom of my heart.

This person shouldn't be a dummy, right?

At this time, Duan Xu spoke again: "Brother, isn't it a bit too much fanfare for you to get so many people?"

I laughed, then lowered my voice, "The more upright you are, the more no one will doubt it."

"These stupid Taoist priests still think that I will build some Sanqing Hall for them."

I deliberately snorted, "It's just chess pieces."

Duan Xu gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "High, really high."