This is a clear bamboo slut, you can knock it at will!

Cheng Yingbing's eyes moved and glanced at Wen Zihao with a smile, thinking about what price to offer to be satisfied with each other.

After all, although he was designing Wen Zihao, he was not ready to make money by nothing, so he still had to take out the goods.

This practical information is the direction of Wen Zihao's exploration in the next few years. It's good, and of course it will not be able to guide the specific details. However, if you tell some gossips you heard about, then for Wen Zihao, it will be of great help to Wen Zihao.

From this perspective, Wen Zihao should actually be grateful for this set up.

Similarly, this short man is so rich that he can only look up to him in the future, so if the quarrel is now, he can't be too petty.

So, how much is this price good?

Cheng Yingbing thought about it, looked impatient on his face, frowned and said, "Do you want me to help you deal with that monster?"

"Yes, yes, if you help me, I will give you a satisfactory amount." Wen Zihao nodded quickly and bowed.

Tsk, so good!

Cheng Yingbing glanced over and couldn't help but smile: "I don't like vain, please tell the truth, how many specific ones?"

"This, look at how it is..." Wen Zihao stretched out a finger.

"Hey, I can't understand what you say."

"All right."

Wen Zihao took back his finger and sighed helplessly. In fact, he didn't know how to ask someone to deal with the monster. How was the price located? He was unclear, so he had to stretch out his finger to test it.

Now that the experiment is not successful, I pondered: "Let's do this, I'll spend 50,000 yuan to ask you to deal with that monster, will it be successful?"

"How many?"

"Only fifty thousand!"

"My dear, you second uncle."

When Cheng Yingbing heard this, he immediately started to curse. The 50,000 yuan was indeed a sum of money, but... in fact, it couldn't do anything.

This was too far from the number in my heart, so Cheng Yingbing was immediately annoyed. He pulled Wu Qiujin's arm and walked away.

"Let's go, damn it, you dare to be fooled by only 50,000 yuan. I really can't stand it. I tell you, I've never seen such a poor short man."

Bang!

Wen Zihao heard it behind him and was immediately angry and heartbroken! Because of his height, he was always sensitive to the word "short". Now, the white-haired man not only said that he was short, but also thought he was poor. He was so angry that he kicked the trash can next to him, roaring like thunder.

"That eye disease, you're just stopping me."

After Wen Zihao said this, he looked determined and ready to act. Although he was short, he was a dare to fight.

"Short ghost, what are you calling me?" Cheng Yingbing turned back and looked at Ding Wen Zihao.

“Blank eye disease.”

Wen Zihao didn't hesitate at all and his momentum remained unabated.

"This style is wrong." Cheng Yingbing exclaimed in his heart. He came here today and planned to pull Wen Zihao into a small circle to facilitate future emergency responses, but now Wen Zihao's stubborn appearance is a bit difficult to deal with.

In his last life, Wen Zihao was a very introverted person. He studied how to grow taller all day long, and Cheng Yingbing didn't know much about it.

In this life... even though Cheng Yingbing knew that he was a big boss who would have a gold medal, he was irritated, but restrained... it was impossible to restrain himself. Although you will definitely be awesome in the future, will I be doing poorly in the future?

Forget it, there is no need to force this short guy to join the small circle. Revenge in person and leave this short ghost with an unforgettable thought. It is actually not bad. You can brag about it for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yingbing immediately let go, raised her chin and spoke lightly.

"Nao Zhuozi, you have such a small body, are you sure you want to practice with me?"

Wen Zihao's eyes suddenly became crazy, heartbreaking, so heartbreaking!

What's wrong with being short? Why? Do you think I want to be short? Do you think it's amazing if you're taller?

Wen Zihao was dissatisfied, and even deep resentment exploded wildly. He clenched his fists and rushed forward, roaring: "Blank eyes, who do you think is short?"

"Tsk, you are a short man, but you still stare at me. Are you short and have no idea what to do?" Cheng Yingbing was still calm.

"Fuck, you're looking for death!" Wen Zihao couldn't help it anymore. He waved his arms, clenched his fists and hit Cheng Yingbing in the stomach. He was short, so when he punched, he went straight to the bottom three ways.

"Yoho!"

Cheng Yingbing screamed strangely, relying on his master's length, he slapped Wen Zihao in circles.

Then Cheng Yingbing withdrew his fist and sighed very much that the slap on the face of the future boss was really fulfilling.

So Cheng Yingbing smiled and hooked his finger: "Nao Zhuozi, please show me again!"

Wen Zihao's right half of his face was swollen, but this kid was indeed a cushion. He stood up a little, then shouted, swung his arm and charged again, but the result was...

This time, five finger marks were left on the left half of his face, and he was stunned.

"This is really amazing!"

Cheng Yingbing smiled and rubbed his hands, took a step away, and beat the future boss today. He was so proud that he couldn't give up. At this moment, he felt that he was swelling.

Wu Qiujin immediately followed and whispered: "Have you worked so much before?"

Cheng Yingbing knew what she meant. Before, he asked her for 100 yuan, bought two lipsticks and painted her face, and went to buy a hard hat to climb the stairs. In the end, she just slapped Wen Zihao twice. Of course, she didn't understand this kind of thing in Wu Qiujin's eyes.

But—it's really cool!

This is completely different from a slap in the face of ordinary people. It is extremely precious and needs to be remembered.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wu Qiujin had to shake his head and whisper: "What are we going to do next?"

"Don't worry, I'm looking for someone on the road, I need it all over the world." Cheng Yingbing said.

Wu Qiujin couldn't help but feel discouraged: "Okay, then who do you like now?"

Cheng Yingbing glanced at him and was about to point someone, but he suddenly glared and shouted: "Fuck me!"

Amid the roar, he ran into Wu Qiujin with one shoulder, and he jumped up like a dog that he was panicked. It was so dangerous that a car was parked in its previous position.

Cheng Yingbing looked at him with a dark face and looked at him angrily.

A pair of crazy eyes also glared at me. It was Wen Zihao. He actually ran over and drove over. If Cheng Yingbing hadn't had the strong sense of five, he would have been crushed under the car on the spot.

"It's so unlucky, I almost got into a car accident. It's so dangerous!"

"Yes, how did this person drive? It seemed like he was going to murder on purpose."

Passers-by talked and quickly surrounded him.

Cheng Yingbing stood there, suddenly laughed, stretched out his middle finger: "Short guy, you are quite unique."

Wen Zihao sat in the car, and his middle finger also compared: "Then I will quadruple it. It should be enough to hire you for 200,000 yuan, right?"

"Good boy, your damn dares to scold people, huh? No, you still want to hire me?"

As soon as Cheng Yingbing spoke, he planned to fight back. But it wasn't right. This short slap guy was not just a slander, but was talking about things. Sure enough, the brain circuit of those who could create a huge financial empire was extraordinary.

Wen Zihao said: "Is 200,000 enough? If it is enough, get on the bus."

Tsk, I even picked it up.

Cheng Yingbing looked at Wu Qiujin as usual, and Wu Qiujin's eyes were filled with intention and encouragement. Cheng Yingbing immediately glared at him and whispered: "Wait a minute, you will be clamoring for 2 billion."

"Ah? How much?" Wu Qiujin opened his eyes wide, suspected that he had heard it wrong.

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Chapter completed!