After hearing Qiao Mian say that, Wang Lang's breathing has become much thicker.

"Can it really increase the life span of five hundred years?" He swallowed hard.

"Natural." Qiao Mian said with a smile.

"This..." Wang Lang originally wanted to leave the first five hundred-year-old fairy peach for himself, but he felt it was inappropriate before he could say it.

He knew very well that if this matter was informed, it would definitely be bought at all costs.

Such a fairy peach is enough to serve as a treasure for the country!

Some old bosses are afraid that they can't keep calm in front of this fairy peach, right?

But it is precisely because this kind of fairy peach is too valuable that he feels that he seems insatiable when he says something directly.

He didn't want Qiao Mian to lose even a little bit of his impression of himself.

"The century-old fairy peach is also very good, and the ten-year fairy peach is also a rare treasure." Wang Lang thought to himself.

Putting away the messy thoughts in his heart, he said seriously: "What's the problem with Mr. Qiao?"

"How do you think these fairy peaches... can maximize their value?" Qiao Mian asked.

He had a little idea in his mind, so he asked casually at this moment.

Wang Lang said, "How about taking it out for auction directly?"

"Auction," Qiao Mian said to himself, "I want this," but he looked calm and gentle, and shook his head and said, "I have already given a price for every kind of fairy peach."

Wang Lang looked at him with a bright look.

Qiao Mian glanced at him and smiled and said, "It is one hundred thousand, one million and five million game coins respectively."

"It's very cheap." Wang Lang said.

Qiao Mian smiled: "It's not cheap, and many people can't take it out."

Wang Lang thought carefully about Qiao Mian's words, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and said, "I understand."

Qiao Mian looked at him in surprise: Could this guy really have any good ideas?

As Wang Lang said, he also felt that these fairy peaches were selling at a low price.

If you exchange millions of game coins for a hundred years of life, anyone who gets this opportunity will probably spend all their money to buy it.

However, he could not change the price given by No. 0.

So he thought about whether there was any other way to get more money.

Wang Lang looked at Qiao Mian with a little respect.

"Mr. Qiao must think that the gap between the rich and the poor is too big. Some people don't take it seriously by millions of game coins, and some can't even pay for tickets to come in," Wang Lang thought to himself, "What he said is that the value maximization must be so that the poor can also get benefits from it."

"Full first lead to wealth and then become rich, and achieve common prosperity?"

"Mr. Qiao's ideal is definitely the same as the world!"

For a moment, many of the original questions in Director Wang Lang's mind were answered.

He said with a serious expression: "I have an idea."

Qiao Mian nodded and signaled him to continue.

"Every time the fairy peach can be auctioned. Of course, the fairy peach itself has so much price, and the part that exceeds the value of the fairy peach itself can be used to entertain other ordinary tourists." Wang Lang said.

This idea...

Qiao Mian's eyes lit up, and she felt that this guy's idea seemed to be more appropriate than he had thought before.

I silently asked No. 0 but it was not rejected, which made Qiao Mian feel better.

"You keep talking." He smiled.

Wang Lang was inspired by Qiao Mian's smile and his tone became even more intense: "When the auction is put on the official website, the amount of money added to the auction can be used as the number and specifications for the subsequent free regular tourists..."

"In the name of the Peach Banquet, the ten-year peach can be used as the peach breakfast banquet, the hundred-year peach banquet is used as the peach banquet, and the five hundred-year fairy peach is used as the peach feast..." Wang Lang became more and more excited as he spoke.

Qiao Mian nodded frequently.

He praised: "If Director Wang goes to do business, he will definitely have the net worth of several small goals."

Wang Lang waved his hand modestly: "Where can I do business? I was a good at raising pigs when I first went to the army."

"What pig?" Jiang Liuer, who was burying her head to eat, finally raised her head.

The two looked at him and then smiled at each other.

"Sun Wukong is coming back soon?" Wang Lang asked.

"Absolutely." Qiao Mian said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange smell suddenly came.

Then, Qiao Mian saw a huge monster corpse appearing in the room.

He waved his hand, and the half-exposed body disappeared instantly, and turned to appear in the dense forest outside the office building.

Sun Wukong's body appeared at the same time.

At this moment, he had already changed out of the light yellow linen clothes he had worn on his body, put on a pair of golden armor, holding a golden cudgel, which was extremely majestic.

However, after seeing Qiao Mian, the arrogance on Sun Wukong disappeared instantly.

He smiled on his face and said according to Qiao Mian's previous name when he introduced himself: "Mr. Qiao, that monster has been beaten to death by me."

Shouldn't you call yourself my old grandson?

This thought subconsciously emerged from Qiao Mian's mind.

He smiled and nodded.

"Great Sage, where is my master?" Jiang Liuer said hurriedly.

"I have sent them back to Chang'an City." Sun Wukong said.

After saying that, he turned his attention to Qiao Mian again.

He has not yet figured out Qiao Mian's identity. He just went out and walked around and calmed down, and roughly understood that the other party should not be a Buddhist.

What he was even more curious about was what the other party wanted to call him over.

This made him a little wary.

Five hundred years under the Five Finger Mountain, Sun Wukong has been wiped out a lot of his aura. Now he is like a young man tired of life, and he just wants to live a peaceful life.

"Eat something first." Qiao Mian said with a smile.

Sun Wukong nodded.

He was not polite, so he grabbed a banana, peeled it and swallowed it clean after a few bites.

Wang Lang earnestly helped him open a bottle of beer.

After taking a sip, Sun Wukong resisted the urge to vomit and said, "What is this?"

"Beer, the Great Sage doesn't like it." Wang Lang saw Sun Wukong's face twisted, and handed over another glass of red wine and said, "Then try this."

Sun Wukong took a few sips, but his expression didn't really enjoy it.

"The Great Sage Drinks this." Jiang Liuer picked up his Coke.

That was what Wang Lang helped him pour it on before.

Sun Wukong hesitated for a moment, took a sip, and the monkey's face suddenly showed joy: "This is good."

Wang Lang coughed dryly, his expression was quite strange.

Sun Wukong did he like to drink Coke?

After eating and drinking, Qiao Mian saw that Sun Wukong still didn't know enough about Fantasy Park, so she asked Wang Lang to take him and Jiang Liuer out for a walk.

"Don't leave the park." Before leaving, he warned.

He has the power of a phoenix, and is invincible on earth, but compared with Sun Wukong, he doesn't know which one is stronger or who is weaker.

If this monkey goes to the earth to make trouble and he can't do anything to the other party, it will be embarrassing.

Before completely subduing the monkey, Qiao Mian did not dare to let the other party leave the park at will.

Wang Lang didn't know Qiao Mian's concerns, but he also knew how powerful this monkey was.

He thought Qiao Mian was thinking about himself.
Chapter completed!