Black Belly Wife

Fengcheng's mouth twitched slightly, "50 million." Hem, he didn't believe 50 million, and she didn't frown.

"The deal." Murong Yunshu still didn't change his face.

Fengcheng was shocked and suddenly wanted to know how many families she had.

"Miss, 50 million is not a small number." Lu'er reminded.

Murong Yunshu smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter. Compared with the names of people in a city, this price is already very cheap."

Luer shut up immediately. Miss said cheap, then it must be cheap. The lady never does a loss-making business, never.

At this time, Murong Yunshu once again opened his lips lightly, and even Yun Danfeng said softly: "Chief Executive Qian, let's calculate the food and clothing of Prince Feng these days. The owed note let him sign the painting and **** it in the future. Before he finishes it, give him a stall in the back garden. Anyone in Murong can call him for medical treatment.

Before the words fell, Murong House's slaves were already cheering.

"Great. You can come to see a doctor anytime in the future."

"The most important thing is not to spend money."

"Miss, can I take my mother to see a doctor?"

"Yeah, my father's old cold legs have never been cured. Miss, can you take your family to see?"

For a time, all the slaves present looked at her lady with anticipation.

Upon seeing this, Murong Yun Shu Shen "yin" for a while, and said: "A straight blood relative within three generations can."

Everyone was stunned. What do you mean by direct blood relatives within three generations? "Miss, can you say ... a little more popular? We don't know as much as you do, don't understand."

"I don't know how to ask him. He is a magician, he understands." Murong Yunshu smiled and pointed at Fengcheng.

Fengcheng at this time is in a very trance state. Feeling the attention of everyone, he looked up at Murong Yunshu with difficulty, and he couldn't believe it. "I'm staying here for a few days, do you have to pay?"

Murong Yunshu Feng's eyes moved slightly and asked: "Do you think Murong House can be eaten by anyone?"

Fengcheng: "How was it confiscated before?" It was absolutely malicious revenge, revenge.

Murong Yun thought for a moment and said lightly: "The money manager, also count the previous expenses."

Fengcheng was dumbfounded, and the feeling of being struck by thunder, he had experienced it today. "Even if you want to charge, you shouldn't charge so much." Ten million a day, he sleeps on the golden bed or the silver chair? You do n’t eat jewellery!

"I have the final say on how much to charge for the accommodation fee, just like how much your prescription sells. I haven't bargained with you, do you still want to bargain with me?" Murong Yunshu frowned, a pair of 'you are not kind' expression.

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Hearing Murong Yunshu's words, Fengcheng finally realized. No wonder she was so refreshing that she just promised 50 million just now, it turned out that she had dug a trap and waited for him to jump! No matter how much he offers, she will agree. Because he needs to pay for accommodation, it will inevitably double on that basis. It is impossible to get money from her.

Hey, how did he forget that in the matter of extortion, he and her differed from each other by thousands of years. If he is a boy under Avalokitesvara, she is the Buddha who is covering the sky with one hand ...

At this time, standing all the way to watch the lively Chu Changge pat on Fengcheng's shoulders, the brothers said kindly: "Don't be sad. At least you are better than Hu Boge. I thought he had no money to pay for the house. Few people are willing to patronize when telling fortunes in the house. Now that everyone has heard that you are going to set up a stall, they are willing to take care of your business on the spot. You should be happy and laugh. "

Laugh ... If you laugh if you can die, he will have to laugh to death if he breaks his cheek gang. And this guy who is gloating!

After a few more days. Fengcheng appeared in front of Murong Yunshu with a bitter face, describing the withered, like a corpse.

Murong Yunshu frowned, "How did you make yourself look like this ghost?"

Although Murong Yunshu only frowned, Fengcheng still saw the disgusting "color" from her eyes. This made him feel very indignant. I don't want to think about who caused him this ghostly look. Actually still disgusted him.

The "criminal" businessmen really have no one "sex"! A few traces of righteousness flashed on Fengcheng's listless face, "I want to close the booth."

Murong Yunshu took a sip of clear tea and asked lightly: "Qin Qian said you have paid off all the money you owe?"

"There is a well where I am stalling." Fengcheng Road.

Hearing the words, Murong Yunshu put down the cup in his hand and looked up at him seriously and said, "If you can't live anymore, you don't need to tell me if you want to cast a well or a lake. The life is yours, you don't have to go to die My consent. "At the end, I added a sentence," No matter how you want to die, where you die, I have no opinion. Really. "

"..." Fengcheng's thin face twitched fiercely. "I mean, if you don't allow me to close the booth, I'll poison the well."

Murong Yunshu: "Oh, you didn't want to seek short-sightedness."

Did he hear it wrong? Why does he seem to hear disappointment in her tone?

Murong Yunshu said again: "I suggest you still throw yourself in the well. First, you want to contaminate the water source. Second, you are all dead, and it will not be too painful to be divided.

"..." How could she speak such **** words in such a light tone? ! Fengcheng was very frustrated, very. Because he found that he could not win her anyway. As the saying goes, if there is no desire, then it will be strong, and if it is fearless, it will be strong. This woman has no fear at all!

After a moment of silence, Fengcheng admitted. "What the **** do you want?" The tone was very helpless.

Murong Yunshu was puzzled. "What do you want?"

Fengcheng: "How bad is it for me to be satisfied with you."

Murong Yunshu frowned, "Do you think I am deliberately rectifying you?"

"Dare you say no ?!" Fengcheng gritted his teeth. He is no longer a human being, and a ghost will not be a ghost. She actually looks innocent!

"No." Murong Yunshu said after a while, "That's an instinctive reaction."