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Chapter three hundred and eighty second betting

Walking into the lobby and then taking a seat, Xingyuan looked at everyone, especially Zhuang Cuiyue and his daughter. Today, the mother and daughter called out specially, and it must be a matter of discussion.

Although he had already taken a shower and cleaned all the black mud on his body, everyone could see that Xingyuan looked extremely haggard now, as if he had been an ordinary person for several nights.

"Mr. Chen, on behalf of the dealer, I am here... to express my gratitude to you. You pulled the dealer back from the abyss. With Mr. Chen's quasi-second-grade weapon, my dealer will definitely win this demon gathering meeting."

Zhuang Cuiyue's mother suddenly stood up and bowed slightly to Xingyuan. Xingyuan's quasi-second-grade weapon was like a timely help, and it was the kind of charcoal that could warm the banker all winter!

Seeing that the other party stood up, Xingyuan quickly stood up and returned the gift: "Where is it, the dealer and my Qingli tribe are in the same spirit. The tribe sent us here to help the dealer. This is a matter of duty, and there is no need to thank you."

"With that being said, my dealer will never forget the kindness of Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen, tomorrow I will let this quasi-second-grade weapon be the main auction item of this demon gathering meeting to announce the entire Giant Demon City. By then, the dealer will definitely return to the peak and directly suppress the Lu auction house."

Zhuang Cuiyue's mother was obviously ambitious at this moment and could not suppress herself. It was clear that the heroic spirit in her tone was that she had Xingyuan's quasi-second-grade weapon. This was the second quasi-second-grade weapon that appeared in Giant Demon City since the last mysterious founder. This was a very serious matter!!

Xingyuan thanked Zhuang Cuiyue and his daughter in the lobby and discussed it. It was very happy. After the last meal, everyone left the seat.

However, after Chen Ao and others left, Xingyuan was kept by Zhuang Cuiyue's mother. In Xingyuan's puzzled eyes, the three of them secretly walked towards the Zhuang's study room behind the lobby. The study room was guarded tightly. At this moment, the three of them entered together, which surprised everyone who was guarding them.

After entering the study room, Xingyuan said in confusion: "Madam Zhuang, let me come to the study room...Is this?"

"Mr. Chen is a cheerful person, so I won't be embarrassed. I want to make a deal with Mr. Chen." Mrs. Zhuang looked at Xingyuan, and sparks seemed to burst into her eyes, as if she had found some treasure.

Xingyuan is very careful now, and his heart is pounding, for fear that Zhuang Cuiyue will not recognize him. However, thinking that his mask is so tight, the other party is afraid that he will not recognize him. Xingyuan has also changed his voice for a while. In addition, Xingyuan has grown up one year old and has reached the voice change period. His voice is completely different from a year ago, with a lot of more rough sounds.

"What does Mrs. Zhuang mean?"

Xingyuan looked at Zhuang's mother and daughter with interesting interest and said in a low voice.

"I know that Mr. Chen is a dragon and phoenix among people. He is so young that he can cast a quasi-second-grade weapon. I believe he is at least a first-grade caster. Therefore, our dealer wants to...bet!!"

After a smile, Mrs. Zhuang continued: "As long as Mr. Chen can push my dealer to the first auction house in Giant Demon City, and promise that if the dealer is in trouble, he will definitely come back to help. Then as a reward, our dealer will regularly transport a large amount of money or various casting materials to Mr. Chen. I wonder what Mr. Chen wants to do?"

After hearing Mrs. Zhuang's words, Xingyuan's eyes lit up. The other party meant that as long as he brought down the Lu auction house and came back to help the dealer when the dealer was invaded by foreign enemies in the future, the dealer would give him a lot of rewards regularly.

You know, Xingyuan now needs money very much. Not to mention anything else, the Soul-Suppressing Sword requires regular devouring of demon souls. Each demon soul is expensive. If Xingyuan did not successfully challenge the Legend Tower, he would not even be able to afford the demon soul.

In addition to the demon soul, if Xingyuan wants to go far on the founder's road, he needs to constantly forge weapons. Forging weapons requires materials, which are very expensive. Moreover, as Xingyuan's casting level increases, the forged weapons will also be further improved, and the money required at that time will be astronomical.

In general, Xingyuan really needs a chaebol backer to support himself.

"Why are you looking for me? There are not many high-grade casters in the world. I am not even a second-grade caster now. If you stop here in this life, then will you lose money?" Xing Yuan did not agree or refused, but asked Mrs. Zhuang, asking why.

Before Mrs. Zhuang could speak, Zhuang Cuiyue was the first to be the winner.

"Although there are many high-quality founders in the world, their prices are amazingly expensive. Our dealer is just a small force in the small city of Giant Demon City, but it cannot afford such a expensive price. Compared with them, Mr. Chen can be said to be much cheaper, not to belittle Mr. Chen, but because my mother and daughter unanimously feel that Mr. Chen's talent potential is rare in the world.

We are very relieved to press the treasure on Mr. Chen. If Mr. Chen really stops here forever in this life, then we will not break our promise and will still give Mr. Chen a rich reward regularly."

Zhuang Cuiyue told the idea of ​​the mother and daughter. She knew that Xingyuan just wanted to know what she was thinking, so she simply told Xingyuan the facts so that Xingyuan would not feel hypocritical.

Xingyuan picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea slowly, then stood up, walked around the study, thinking carefully about whether the deal was worth it.

"So...what are the conditions for your dealer to issue?"

After thinking for a long time, Xingyuan asked.

"If you climb to the first auction hall of Giant Demon City, you can reach 10,000 to 10,000 spirit coins every six months. You can just bring up other casting materials as long as they do not affect the normal operation of our auction hall."

Mrs. Zhuang said something, and Xingyuan was so shocked that he was almost shocked.

Although Xingyuan has seen strong winds and waves, he still couldn't avoid being shocked when he heard so many spiritual coins and the conditions behind him. However, Xingyuan still did not show it on the surface. This is the time to test his acting skills the most. Xingyuan must show his performance as if he was disdainful to the other party's conditions.

"Yeah, that's not bad."

Xingyuan pretends to be a deep Tao.

But at this moment, Xing Yuan's appearance was a little laughed in the eyes of the mother and daughter of the Zhuangjia. Then Mrs. Zhuang also smiled and said, "Then it's decided. We will each make an agreement as a certificate. You will have one copy and I will have one copy."

After signing the agreement that Mrs. Zhuang had already prepared and putting his finger on, Mrs. Zhuang said with satisfaction: "Mr. Chen is so majestic. With the help of Mr. Chen, I believe that the banker's auction house will definitely go to a higher level."

Xingyuan almost never put forward any of his own conditions, but directly agreed, because Xingyuan felt that this condition was very satisfied with him. Xingyuan was not the kind of greedy person. In addition to his obsession with cultivation, Xingyuan was still a relatively ordinary person.
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