After leaving the noodle shop, Tu Yile was depressed all the way.
Wen Yan looked at him with a slant: "Don't accept it?"
Tu Yile finally couldn't help it: "I've been cheated of 500,000 yuan! What's your master? If you don't help me, you won't tell me, and you'll cheat me 687 more!"
Wen Yan said slowly: "Is anyone forced you to go on a blind date?"
Tu Yile said angrily: "Nonsense! Who can force me to go on a blind date, Aojian Tathagata Buddha has gone!"
Wen Yan asked again: "Will someone force you to sleep with that girl?"
Tu Yile said angrily: "Another nonsense! Who has nothing to do with this?"
Wen Yan said lightly: "If it weren't for protecting you, would Xiao Su's two brothers be injured?"
Tu Yile finally calmed down and was stunned for a moment without saying a word.
Wen Yan snorted: "So, all the responsibilities are all on you. What qualifications do you have to be called grievance?"
Tu Yile said dejectedly: "You are right, it's because I am not good. Alas, if I weren't greedy, I wouldn't..."
Wen Yan said lightly: "It's good to understand this principle. I'll think that this 500,000 is a lesson for you."
Tu Yile covered her head and said, "I instantly felt that my life had lost hope. As a slave, I was not sheltered by my master. It's so sad!"
Bang!
Wen Yan slapped a note on his head: "What nonsense! I bought the lesson, but of course the reward cannot be reduced. I will pay you back this account."
Tu Yile let go and said happily: "I know I am right with you! How can I take revenge?"
Wen Yan showed a mysterious smile: "Let me explore the bottom of that girl first." Leng Ningxi's appearance flashed in his mind.
She should be the best way to find out the news herself.
...
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Yan arrived at Hezong Gate on time.
I don’t know if it’s for this meeting, but Hezong Gate Hall is closed today, and there is a sign "Today's break" hanging at the door, and I simply wrote an excuse.
Dong Qianqiu personally welcomed him in and said, "Old Song and Zong Zong are here, please."
Wen Yan followed him to the Hezong Gate Hall and entered a reception room. He immediately saw two fathers and sons sitting upright on the sofa, Song Yun, Song Zhaorong and two faces he didn't know.
After entering, Wen Yan walked to the sofa under Dong Qianqiu's instructions and sat down. He happened to be in a stalemate with Song Rong and Song Tian.
Song Rong said with a bad expression: "Where is Qunfeng?"
Wen Yan said calmly: "After the matter is over here, he will return here safely."
Song Rong snorted and stopped talking.
Wen Yan looked at Song Tian: "What are the four of them?"
Song Tian said lightly: "The representatives selected from the family meeting can see if you can really prove that you can copy all the books, but after seeing your father, this question should no longer exist."
Four people behind, including Song Yun and Song Zhaorong, couldn't help but look at each other.
Before this, they had no idea that it was copied by Song Rong. This "authoritative" who is the most qualified person in the Song family to review the contents of the collection, and of course the most suitable person.
However, Song Rong actually helped Wen Yan copy it, which still puzzled everyone.
"You can talk about the serious business now." Wen Yan showed a bright smile. "Old Song has agreed to help copy it. Will the hatred between us be written off from now on?"
Song Tian raised his hand.
Song Zhaorong, who was beside him, immediately pulled a small bag in his hand, took out several pieces of paper from it, and handed it over.
Song Tian put all the paper on the table and said lightly: "I signed this supervision agreement."
Wen Yan picked it up in surprise: "What is this?" He looked from top to bottom and was stunned.
Several sheets of paper are all in the same content, a total of four copies, which state that before Song Rong's copying was completed, Wen Yan was "supervised". Any copying problems that Song Rong had had to be investigated for Wen Yan's connection.
Responsibilities include miswrites, giving up in the middle, slacking off work and other situations.
Especially the most shocking thing about Wen Yan is that he also quantified and priced each book. If it cannot be completed, the corresponding amount will be paid!
Wen Yan took a breath of air conditioning and looked up at Song Tian: "A copy of 500,000 yuan is missing, don't you think you are too much?"
Song Tian said lightly: "Every antique is sold for more than 500,000 yuan, but if you don't want to, you don't need to say anything."
Wen Yan suddenly woke up and glared at Song Rong: "Is this agreement your fault?" The entire agreement did not have any strong restrictions on Song Rong. In other words, he could stop writing at any time and not write, which was most beneficial to him.
Song Rong blinked: "You guess?"
Wen Yan almost wanted to go over and give him two kicks.
The old fox is the old fox. Now he is forced to accept it if he doesn’t accept it!
Moreover, the terms are limited. If he does not have the ability or deliberately fails to pay the money, the Song family has the right to deal with him at will.
Song Tian frowned and said, "You have been thinking for a long enough time."
Wen Yan's eyes rolled slightly and he said decisively: "Okay, I'll sign!"
Song Rong couldn't help but be stunned.
He originally expected that this kid would be entangled with him because of this agreement, but he didn't expect this guy to be so happy!
Dong Qianqiu immediately took the signature pen.
Wen Yan signed all four contracts with his name, and then Song Rong, who was overjoyed, also signed the name.
After pressing the handprint again, Song Tian turned to look at Song Rong: "When will you start writing?"
Song Rong smiled and said, "It depends on him. When will he hand over the formula of resting skills and when will he start writing it."
Wen Yan gently held his glasses: "I originally wanted to bet on your character, but now it seems that you will really use any means and have no credit for me. Even the promised things can be contrary to me. But you don't want to
Is Yue Qunfeng's life necessary?"
Song Rong laughed: "That depends on whether you think the life of the peak is worth more than 3 billion! Of course, the premise is that you can afford more than 3 billion to be qualified to make this judgment!"
More than 7,000 books, each with 500,000 yuan. Even a super rich businessman like Zhao Fuhai may have to frown.
Wen Yan said calmly: "It's better for everyone to look at the chips in your hands. You have the profile of your body, Jingxin Lock and this agreement, I have Yue Qunfeng and the formula. If you want to use only one agreement, you can exchange it for Yue Qun and the formula.
, I'm too greedy, at least I have to give it more to be fair."
Song Rong was excited: "As long as you give it to me, untie the lock of meditation, you will be treated as a gift from me!"
Wen Yan smiled slightly: "Are you stupid? After untiing the lock of meditation, can you bear my revenge? I don't believe this, and of course I don't believe it. I give you a formula. You will really unlock my lock of meditation.
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Song Rong's eyes rolled: "It's better to do this. Let's take a step back. You put the peaks first, and I will untie half of the lock of meditation for you. Then you give me the formula, and I will lock meditation for you.
Unlock it and write all the books in the academy for you."
Song Tian, who was standing beside him, looked at the two of them with a relaxed expression, without any intention of interrupting. He didn't speak, and of course Song Yun and others would not speak, but instead watched the show with a little gloating.
Wen Yan said slowly: "So, I handed over all two chips, and you just need to give me some uncertain chips? Are you stupid?"
Song Rong laughed and said, "It's okay not to pay, then you can bear the more than 3 billion yuan yourself. Don't forget that the period above is three days, and the full compensation cannot be paid within three days. Old Song's family is
You can do anything to you and even your family according to the agreement!”
A hint of anger flashed in Wen Yan's eyes, and his voice turned cold: "Don't be too much of a person!"
Song Rong's old eyes lit up strange light: "You should know that in order to reach an unprecedented level, I can pay any price, no matter what means I will use!"
Wen Yan slowly clenched his fists.
Song Rong smiled and said, "Want to do it?" The more angry the other party was, the more he was, the more he had the upper hand and the greater the chance of success.
Wen Yan's eyes kept changing, and finally returned to calm. He let go of his fists and said lightly: "Your conditions are too harsh. At least you have to change the order. I can let Yue Qunfeng go first, but after letting him go, you have to completely lift me up.
The lock of meditation. Only after that, I will give you the formula, and I will not give it all at once."
Song Rong frowned and said, "If you don't give it all? How can you give it?" Originally, he just asked for a price everywhere, and what he waited for was to pay back the money. Now his bargaining was exactly what he had expected earlier, and he had accepted it in his heart.
Half.
Wen Yan said calmly: "There are four rules for resting skills. I will give you four times. The opportunity given to you every time is when you complete one-quarter of the total number of books. This is barely fair."
Song Rong said in surprise: "I didn't expect that we were so sympathetic and made a deal! Let the peaks go first!" This practice was originally the kind he wanted after thinking hard. Only by submitting it in segments can we ensure that Wen Yan will not be confused.
Write the formula, because once he finds that there is something wrong with practicing qigong, he can immediately stop writing the book and use this to coerce warm words.
Wen Yan looked at Song Tian: "You are a witness."
Song Tian said lightly: "Do you believe me?"
Wen Yan sighed: "There is no way to believe it. Do you want me to believe him?" He pointed at Dong Qianqiu.
Song Tian smiled and said nothing.
Wen Yan took a deep breath, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.
After a while, the phone was connected and he said coldly: "Let that kid be released."
Five minutes later, a knock on the door rang.
Dong Qianqiu went over and opened the door. He saw Yue Qunfeng standing outside safely and said happily: "Qunfeng, are you okay?"
Yue Qunfeng said ashamedly: "I'm fine. Master, it's useless to me..."
Dong Qianqiu patted his shoulder and said in a gentle voice: "Silly boy, if Master blames you, he will not save you..."
On the sofa, Wen Yan interrupted them: "I have fulfilled my promise, it's your turn."
Song Rong snorted coldly, got up and walked to him, suddenly raised his hand, and pointed at the center of his chest!
A light sound, a finger as hard as steel hit Wen Yan's chest, and the latter groaned and suddenly leaned back to the back of the sofa.
Song Rong's hand movements kept slashing everywhere on his chest, and his fingers were ruthless. Each stroke brought his nearly a hundred years of qigong skills. His strength was so strong that Wen Yan's whole body kept shaking.
Less than ten times, Wen Yan's throat felt sweet, blood surged up, and rolled out of his mouth. But he still couldn't hold on. When Song Rong hit his lower abdomen at the 16th point, he finally couldn't bear it.
He groaned, covered his lower abdomen and bent down, curled up on the sofa for a long time.
After the sixteenth point of advice, Song Rong stopped and returned to his seat: "The Jingxin Lock has been unlocked. Now it's time for you to give me the first mantra! Don't think about it. Although the Jingxin Lock is unlocked, you have to fully recover, at least ten times will be required.
It’s a day and a half month, as long as you dare to mess around, I will still eat you tightly!"