Also, you’re being too carefree.
We’re cultivators, not common folk. Signing and stamping hand seals?
If I scribble a random na to fool you, could you possibly find ?
For a mont, both were sowhat tempted.
But soon, exchanging glances, they made a decision.
This bargain shouldn’t be taken!
Not to ntion Zhou Qing, Yan Xiaohu always accurately reports his expenses without ever embezzling a single penny. And when they return to the sect, they’d be wealthy tycoons.
No need to sell their conscience for this money.
"Everything else is correct, but the money is wrong. It’s one thousand low-grade, not one thousand mid-grade!" Yan Xiaohu said.
Zhang Wanbao, who was already imagining having a legitimate excuse to approach Xiao Cancan, looked at them in disbelief upon hearing this.
"Low-grade? Not mid-grade?" Zhang Wanbao confird again.
Both nodded simultaneously.
"Are you sure? The difference between the two is significant. If you don’t insist, I could give you the mid-grade," Zhang Wanbao said.
Yan Xiaohu snorted, "What do you take us for? Hurry up."
"Look at you, just look at you. I’ve seen many kinds of people over the years, but it’s the first ti I’ve t ones with such high morals like you. You’re truly a breath of fresh air. I, Zhang Wanbao, recognize you as brothers now. May I ask your nas?"
Zhang Wanbao stepped forward excitedly and cupped his hands in inquiry.
Yan Xiaohu said, "Nas are just titles; just give us the money."
"Alright then, if you guys don’t want to share more, I won’t press. My na is Zhang Wanbao. My father is Zhang Yifu, the president of Wanxiang Auction, the only one in Lingyun Mansion. If you ever need any help, just co to the auction house and ntion my na."
Zhang Wanbao said proudly.
Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu looked at the chubby man in front of them with disbelief.
"Isn’t it, the auction house is yours? No wonder you’re so rich."
"Here, this is one thousand low-grade spirit stones, but you still need to stamp a hand seal," Zhang Wanbao said, rewriting a receipt.
Yan Xiaohu took the money and stamped a hand seal.
"Alright then, let’s et again if fate allows!" Zhang Wanbao said happily, holding the receipt.
Yan Xiaohu looked at his chubby figure, recalling the mont when he grabbed his collar and Zhang Wanbao ntioned Cancan’s disdain. It seed to hint at sothing.
His mouth curved into a sly smile. Seeing the opponent about to leave, Yan Xiaohu suddenly embraced Zhou Qing and said leisurely, "That cross-dresser nad Xiao Cancan, right? She might not fancy , but she might fancy soone else."
Zhang Wanbao froze, then quickly looked at the fair-faced Zhou Qing, his pupils constricting.
This guy indeed seems to look better than the two of them.
"So it was you, quickly surround them!" Zhang Wanbao imdiately shouted.
......
In a luxurious restaurant, Zhang Wanbao sat beside them, with a grateful expression on his face.
"So that’s how it was, a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. If you treat her to a al, I, Zhang Wanbao, will repay you a hundredfold or even a thousandfold. This restaurant, including the several buildings outside, is owned by my family. Order anything you want, eat to your heart’s content!"
Zhang Wanbao said triumphantly.
The two were silently astonished, eting a top-tier rich kid indeed.
Just wondering how much ransom we could get if we kidnapped you.
"We might not have t under the best circumstances, but let’s not stand on ceremony then!" Yan Xiaohu began ordering cheerfully.
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