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Chapter 67 Regret?

Although Yan Bing has been in society for less than two years, she has come into contact with all kinds of people because of her profession.

She can say very bluntly that as long as a person speaks three sentences to her, she can tell whether the person is loyal or traitorous; after three more sentences, she can completely determine the person's character and what to say.

How much of these words are true and how much are lies.

Especially when it comes to people who are inexperienced or cunning, she can spot them right away.

The person standing in front of her now was a young man who was inexperienced in the world, but she couldn't figure it out. The more Lei Xiaoluo said, the stranger she felt.

If you just listen to his voice, those words can make Yan Bing think that he is a diplomat.

However, it seems that there is no inherent hypocrisy like that of foreign instructors.

Suddenly, the wisdom she often burst out during interviews disappeared, and she didn't even know what to ask next.

But no matter what, you can't stay silent, so give him the ball and see what else he says.

"Mr. Lei, do you have anything else to say to the viewers in front of the TV?" On the surface, Yan Bing's words were in a questioning tone, but she didn't seem to leave Lei Xiaoluo a chance to refuse.

As he spoke, the microphone was already handed over to him.

As a cameraman, I always follow the microphone. When the microphone comes over, the camera will definitely turn to Lei Xiaoluo.

Even if you don’t say it, Yan Bing thinks so.

"Thank you all for your concern about this matter, I will work hard!" Lei Xiaoluo said to the camera with a smile, speaking very fluently.

Yan Bing couldn't help but look at him one more time, held her hands in front of the camera and said, "This is a live interview brought to you by Yan Bing, a reporter from Huadu TV News Channel!"

That's it, Lei Xiaoluo really wants to have a few words with the host Yan Damei without the camera.

But she didn't seem to mean it at all. After saying the last sentence, she turned around and walked towards the interview car.

Hey, although citizens have the obligation to be interviewed, I have been chatting with you for so long, but why don't I even say a word of thanks? Saying a few more words won't delay anything, and it would be better if I could leave a phone number by the way!

It's a pity that all this can only become YY in his mind.

As he watched the interview car leave, the guy could only shrug helplessly.

I thought if I had known this result, I should have left a suspense for the beautiful anchor, so that I would have a second chance to be interviewed. I regret it!

Someone tapped him on the shoulder. When he looked back, all his previous thoughts were wiped away. Fortunately, he didn't deliberately leave any suspense. Otherwise, how could the money have been credited so smoothly?

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Young man did well! If someone comes to interview you, you have to say the same thing, remember? If you talk nonsense, I guarantee that there are at least a hundred ways to die waiting for you!"

"Don't worry, I understand the rules of using people's money to eliminate disasters for others!" Lei Xiaoluo said with a smile.

"Well! Goodbye!" The middle-aged man turned around and left the swimming pool. Stabilizing Lei Xiaoluo was the top priority at this stage. As for when to start settling accounts after the fall, the horse racing bureau has the final say.

People are in high spirits when happy events happen. With a simple little trick, so much money was taken from the person named Ma. How could he not be happy?

But when he thought of a little money-lover at home who only knew money, he began to smile helplessly. Back then, he had promised Xiaomeng that he would leave the money to her for safekeeping.

Well, although I'm not a slutty guy, I still have to keep the promises I make to girls in person.

I guess Xiaomeng will definitely have cramps in her hands counting the money now. Four million, how big a pile is that?

If I change them all into coins...ahem, I'll be exhausted and won't be able to carry them upstairs!

Hu Tu dragged him to a deserted corner. The old man's eyes were shining.

What are you doing? You are not trying to make money, are you? It is obvious that this money was earned by my damn old man and has nothing to do with the Xuanhu Sect. You should give up this idea as soon as possible!

"Hey, apprentice! You can say such things against your will in front of the camera, which means you must have reached some kind of agreement with the man named Ma and made a lot of money, right?" Hu Tu almost put his hand into his pocket.

"It's not much, I only want my fair share!" Lei Xiaoluo wouldn't tell him the truth.

"Well, look, our Xuanhu Sect has been having a hard time in the past few years. Why don't you come up with some support for the construction of the sect?" Hu Tu saw his expression changed and quickly said: "The predecessors planted trees for the shade, and the next generation will enjoy the shade.

You are the boss of Xuanhu Sect. Strictly speaking, you are planting a tree for yourself!"

"Damn, strictly speaking, I'm planting trees for you, okay?" Lei Xiaoluo rolled his eyes at him and hummed: "Everyone who becomes a disciple is looking for a meal ticket for themselves, but I have to bleed for my apprenticeship. What kind of rules is this!"

If you don’t have money, you won’t give me life, and if you don’t have enough money to spend, you can’t take advantage of your apprentice. Are you sorry?”

Hu Tu was really embarrassed, and said with a dry smile: "In order to make Pure Yang Jade Liquid, I spent all the savings of the Xuanhu Sect for my master, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of you! Besides, this Pure Yang Jade Liquid

If you don’t drink the liquid in the end, you won’t lose!”

"Okay, then I'll give you a big emergency deal of 100,000 yuan, no more!" Lei Xiaoluo said with a pained look on his face.

"What can you do with one hundred thousand? Let's say three hundred thousand... My dear disciple, don't leave. Let's discuss it again. How about two hundred fifty thousand? I'll pay you back on the spot because of the high price. Don't say anything... Okay, two hundred thousand,

Let’s discuss it again…”

In the end, the two closed the deal for 150,000 yuan, and Hu Tu left with a satisfied look on his face.

He also generously said that if he needed help with anything in the future, even though he said that, he would never sit idly by and would never shirk things like taking over the job.

Okay, brother, I'm a little tired and want to go home and rest for a while. You can take over the work here and don't say I'm late tomorrow morning!

Hu Tu wanted to give him a good class, so how could he not be late and leave early?

Since he was afraid of making him unhappy, the 150,000 yuan he had just agreed upon was in vain, so he could only endure it and not dare to have an attack.

When I was going home, I passed by the antique store where I last visited. The uncle who spent 2,000 yuan to buy the "copyright" was sitting at the door with a longing look on his face.

When he saw Lei Xiaoluo from a distance, he couldn't help but get excited, and ran out with a bang, shouting to him: "You have finally appeared, come here quickly!"

What are you doing? Are you regretting it and want to get the two thousand pieces back from your brother?

That's impossible. You've already taken photos. Who knows if you have secret backups?

Just as Lei Xiaoluo was about to run away, his uncle shouted again: "I have some clues about my research, come here quickly and I will tell you about it!"


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