Early in the morning, Ning Rongrong woke up, the weather was good, and the cold wind that had been howling for several days finally stopped briefly that morning.

She put on a dress and opened the window, although it was still a little cool and it was rare good weather.

Sitting by the window leisurely blowing the wind and drinking hot tea, squinting and opening the bracelet to check last night's replay, it is better to watch a variety show, the players are not more interesting than variety shows?

Sure enough, seeing the players' successive wrestling like rolling gourds, she instantly burst out laughing, and her eyes narrowed into crescents.

One person wrestling is nothing, but the scene of hundreds of people wrestling one after another is very spectacular. Hahaha laughed at me!

The system heard the sound and walked in, and what it saw at a glance was a female cat with her tail flicking wildly, her little ears moving, and she shrunk on the soft couch by the window and laughed wildly.

Her whole body was shaking, cute, soft and harmless.

The system sighed and lifted his forehead: "With a gloating boss like you, the players are so unlucky." ”

Ning Rongrong tilted his head: "I saw something interesting, in addition to the hundred postures of wrestling, there are also ......"

"And Su Momo and Northwest Wind?"

She turned to look at the system: "Hey, hey? How do you know? ”

The system is helpless: "Only fools can't see it." ”

"Do you think they can do it?" Ning Rongrong persevered and systematically discussed.

The system really thought about it carefully: "It's hard to say, a serious game-mad straight man and a sand sculpture funny straight steel straight woman, they both think that the other party is their best brother." ”

Her eyes lit up: "Wow, the male and female protagonists of such attributes are so good!" I'm knocking it! ”

The system had an indifferent face: "Oh, but they knock you and Zhu Zhuqing even more." ”

Ning Rongrong: "......" Khan.

Before she could say a few words, the protagonist soon came to them, and she stared blankly at Su Momo and Northwest Wind holding a thick dozen pieces of paper and starting an impassioned speech.

In short, the content is that the player makes money and gets rich one, two, three to ten, and there are quite a lot of ways to make money, such as using Su Ling's dim sum pastry milk tea, soup packets, seasoning packets, and then such as modern popular blind boxes, handmade ornaments of various pit aristocratic money, etc.

There are so many ways to make money Ning Rongrong is head was as big as a fight, and when he saw that Su Momo was still gushing when he talked about Article 20, the northwest wind was also ready to answer and replenish and couldn't sit still in an instant.

"Wait, you guys stop for a moment." She spoke, and the two were puzzled: "What's wrong Rongbao?" Wouldn't our methods of making money give the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect thirty percent of it also to increase the wealth of the sect? ”

Ning Rongrong's face was full of words: "It's impossible to make money, well, that, you may not know much about the situation of our sect." ”

What do you mean? The two looked at each other in confusion, and they really couldn't understand it.

Fortunately, Ning Rongrong kindly explained: "It's you who are poor, not the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect!" Uh, well, maybe you don't understand it, I remember that the money for research on guns and ammunition seems to be insufficient? ”

Su Momo nodded dumbly, not understanding why Ning Rongrong was talking about what he was doing about funding.

"You go to my dad now to ask for a batch of funds, and then you know, I can't just explain it intuitively." Ning Rongrong smiled and sent away the two with confused faces.

Then enjoy your own breakfast slowly, the soft-boiled egg forever god!

Su Momo stood at the door of the room and looked at each other in a trance with the northwest wind: "What's the matter?" Did you hear what she said?

It's us who are poor, not the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, what do you mean? What does it have to do with making money for the sect and ourselves? ”

Northwest Wind: "Well, don't you know when you go up to see Sect Master Ning?" ”

"That's right, then go and see, it's time to ask for funds." The two of them rushed to the door of Ning Fengzhi's study on the top floor with a stomach full of doubts and curiosity.

The players are too loud, so no one is allowed to enter the general study room, of course, except for these two, who have always been reliable.

Ning Fengzhi didn't say anything, just came over and opened the door and asked them to sit down.

Looking at the middle-aged man with a gentle smile on the other side, Northwest Wind planned to get straight to the point: "That sect, we don't have enough funds to research new weapons.

I went to the account manager before, but he said that he needed the sect's handwriting and seal to withdraw a large amount. ”

The more he spoke, the quieter he became, and it had only been less than two months since they started their research last time that they had made more than 200,000 gold coins, but they were not to blame.

Although there is no large-scale production, you have to try to assemble various material configurations, but you don't need to consume a lot of materials?

In addition, if you have to pay gold coins to the players who work part-time, it will definitely cost you money.

Thinking of this, even if he has always been calm, he can't help but cry, spending money too quickly and his heart hurts.

How much he saves the players who pick the door, every gold coin is spent on the blade and never wasted, but unfortunately the gun research and improvement can't be saved at all.

Su Momo and him cheered each other up, it was the support that the sect master said, and the normal funds were not spent indiscriminately, not a very reasonable thing?

Ning Fengzhi didn't even think about it: "Oh? So long? To my surprise, I thought you would have come over a long time ago, but I forgot to write a handwritten letter to you last time. ”

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and then they heard him continue, "How many gold coins do you need this time?" ”

Su Momo and Northwest Wind thought for a while, made eye contact and discussed in the private chat interface, and finally Northwest Wind hesitantly stretched out a palm with a total of five fingers: "These are enough." ”

Seeing that Ning Fengzhi didn't speak after hearing it, he was a little worried: "Is it a bit too much ......?" This expression seems to be lowered? Okay, that's barely enough.

Su Momo bit her lip, where did she find someone to ask for money? The little rich woman is really going to cry and kneel down to beg for the krypton gold system, hundreds of thousands of dollars are so embarrassed, people are still hesitating, alas.

Ning Fengzhi was silent for a while, his expression was a little strange, as if he wanted to say something but didn't say anything, and the hearts of the two of them sank: Is it really too much, and he wanted to report a lower number, so he spoke: "Okay, then that's it." ”

It seems a bit reluctant, but it's time to get the money! The two of them smiled a little and took the handwritten book written by Ning Fengzhi, glanced at it, and turned into stone sculptures.

The amount of gold coins on the handbook seems to be a bit too much? One, two, three, uh-huh? Eight zeros?

Su Momo said in a daze: "Sect Master Ning, this is fifty million?" Did you make a mistake? ”

Ning Fengzhi was puzzled: "No, don't you want 50 million?" I'm still worried that it's not enough, if it's not enough, come back to me in a few days! ”

Ahh???hhh

What are you talking about, Sect Master! The two were terrified.

The northwest wind was silent, although but, but he wanted 500,000, and he was worried that the other party would not give too much, the result - why didn't you play your cards according to the routine, Master Zong?

He held the handwritten book and felt heavy and didn't know what to say, well, happiness came too quickly like a tornado.

I thought there were too many people, but I was worried that they wouldn't be enough?