Enemies are Close at Hand

Fudan City.

Baili Qingfeng chartered a car and rushed to the city.

Xin Wei has not yet started school, otherwise he will have to take time off.

Xuanhuanghui.

Baili Qingfeng came to Xuanhuanghui, a large and ancient building, and found the receptionist: "Hello, I'm looking for President Ou Zilong."

"President Ou? Do you have an appointment?"

The receptionist was a twenty-nine-year-old lady with a touch of mature charm and a gentle smile on her face.

"reservation?"

Baili Qingfeng shook his head.

"So, Mr. Gui, what's the matter with President Ou? Let me report for you and see if President Ou has time."

"Oh, my surname is Baili. I want to ask President Ou to help me build a Chenjin armor."

"Chenjin armor?"

The sister of the receptionist took a moment's notice, and then carefully asked: "Is that Chenjin said to be ten times more valuable than gold?"

"Equivalent to gold? I don't know this."

The receptionist looked at Baili Qingfeng's eyes and became enthusiastic: "Mr. Baili, I will take you to the VIP area for a seat, and I will immediately notify Master Ou."

Now took Baili Qingfeng to a private room on the second floor.

Tea drinks and snacks were continuously delivered.

In less than ten minutes, several people came in at the same time. The first one was Baili Qingfeng, who checked on the Internet and found photos of master celebrity Ou Zilong.

"Is this little brother going to make Chen Jin's armor? I don't know where your materials are? Can you show me?"

Ou Zilong didn't have a master's shelf at all, and looked quite enthusiastic after seeing Baili Qingfeng.

"Hello Master, the materials are on the outside car."

"On the car? Well, I'll just let someone take the car to my workplace."

Ou Zilong's eyes lit up.

The middle-aged man who came with him also came forward: "Hello Mr. Baili, I'm Ollie, the assistant of Master Ou Zilong. Let's see first, what style of Chen Jin armor is needed."

Ollie said, taking a look at Baili Qingfeng: "In addition, I would like to ask Mr. Baili, how much money do you have?"

"About 120 kilograms."

"One hundred and twenty kilograms ... This amount of Chen Jin is not enough to cast a heavy armor that can charge on the battlefield. Chen Jin's armor is divided into three types, lighter than 100 kilos are light, and one hundred to two hundred kilos. It's medium-sized, over 200 kilograms is heavy, and of course, there are super heavy armors, but it was created for special personnel under special circumstances, and it was a dedicated battlefield slaughter ... "

Ollie said in a tone: "Is it convenient to ask the user for detailed data?"

"I am the user."

"..."

Ollie looked at Bai Li Qingfeng's young face, opened her mouth slightly, and was speechless for a while ...

A moment later, he reacted and was surprised: "It's incredible ... I'm sorry, I'm out of style. It's incredible that Mr. Baili has already become a master at a young age."

"I'm either a guru, or I'm stronger and better."

Baili Qingfeng said.

"Born with divine power? That ... That is also very amazing. You can count on being a Grandmaster if you can bear the Chen Jin armor. It is really young."

"Really."

Baili Qingfeng was a little embarrassed to be praised.

"Please come with us and let us first collect your physical data ..."

"can."

Baili Qingfeng nodded.

The group quickly came to the workshop of Master Ou Zilong.

The work area is very large, with 300 square meters. In addition to a workbench, there are a variety of precision instruments, and there are many instruments on the side.

Uninformed people who come here will definitely think that this is a robot production factory.

At this moment, Chen Jin from the Baili Qingfeng car has been brought to the workplace by Master Ou Zilong, and Baili Qingfeng is carrying out data measurements under the guidance of Ollie, including attributes such as strength, speed, and sensitivity.

"Amazing, Mr. Baili, your physical data is not much worse than that of the refining masters. It is incredible that even if you claim that you have entered the realm of grand masters, some people believe it."

"No, the Grand Master wants to practice internal training with the ternary combination. Obviously, I have not reached this level."

Baili Qingfeng said.

The collection of physical data took hours, and no details were left out.

In the afternoon, Ou Zilong also arranged the materials brought by Baili Qingfeng, glanced at the data submitted by Ollie, and was a bit surprised: "Mr. Baili has not yet achieved the internal interest and has such ability. That's great, I look forward to the opportunity to cast a heavy armor for Mr. Baili in the future. "

"There will be a chance."

Baili Qingfeng asked: "How long will it take to build the armor?"

"Mr. Baili can take it half a month later, or you can leave your address, and we can send it to you after the completion."

Ollie said aloud.

"Okay, then the price ..."

"This armor has an area of ​​26,000 to 28,000 square centimeters. Because it is a Chen Jin armor, we only charge Chen Jin for the casting cost ... depending on the casting area, it requires 26 to 28 kilograms."

"Chen Jin? No money?"

"Correct."

Ollie nodded: "We don't charge money. If you have to pay with your money, I'm afraid you have to pay more than five million."

"Great."

Baili Qingfeng was a little surprised.

He happens to have no money.

Even if those two million people are still there, I can't afford the bill.

Chen Jin?

It couldn't be better.

Twenty-six to twenty-eight kilograms?

Refresh a wave of cavemen warriors can come together.

Really cheap.

"It's working."

"It is up to us to thank Mr. Baili for his trust."

The two parties signed the contract in harmony and friendship.

After leaving Xuanhuang, sitting in the car returning to Xia City, Baili Qingfeng was very happy.

On the one hand, I will soon have a set of Chen Jin armor, and on the other hand, I have discovered a channel for getting rich.

Chen Jin!

The price of a kilo of Chenjin actually reached 200,000.

The average weight of weapons and armor brought by the Grotto Warriors is three kilograms, which is 600,000.

Brush one caveman warrior 600,000, ten six million, one hundred sixty million ...

Destroy a caveman kingdom, that is 60 billion.

Wuhe City's GDP was only 20 billion yuan last year, ranking 10th in the country.

"The number of refreshers in the pit caves is getting bigger and bigger, it seems like ... more and more elite?"

Baili Qingfeng thought back.

Of the six Crypts refreshed last time, there were only three Elite Warriors with Inner Armours, and this time there were actually six. Would n’t it be nine if you were lucky next time?

Nine elite warriors, three ordinary warriors ...

Not to mention that it can drop fifty or sixty kilograms of Chenjin, take part of it as the casting cost, and the remaining one sells fifty or six million.

This is definitely more cost-effective than the task of destroying the door and helping the division.

With this mentality that suddenly became rich, Baili Qingfeng quickly returned to his yard.

And when he came back, he found ...

There was someone in front of the courtyard?

A man in a suit with a stern expression on his face seemed to be waiting at the door.

this person……

Some familiar?

"Bai Li Qing Feng."

"Hello, you are……"

"I am Her Majesty's security consultant. You can call me comfort. I am currently obeying Her Royal Order to serve Miss Carlisle. There is something for Miss Carlisle to help you. She plans to release an album by the end of next month. A few good songs, I heard that you are the most famous songwriter in Xia, I hope to get your help. "

"Oh."

Baili Qingfeng remembered, why did he think this person was familiar but could not remember it.

At the time of Su Weiwei's concert, her counterpart, Belle, borrowed the power of Wang Sun Molun to destroy the concert. At that time, Wang Sun Molun brought several bodyguards to the scene.

This comfort is one of them.

Among those bodyguards ...

One of them seems pretty good.

It should compete with some of the people like Akira, Murby, and Sherlock.

"Write a song, I'm sorry, I want to read, I don't have time."

Baili Qingfeng said politely.

"Ok?"

An Le watched Baili Qingfeng refuse, and frowned slightly: "Miss Belle said, as long as your song can satisfy her, she is willing to issue 11 million to buy the copyright of your song."

"I don't really have time, sorry."

Baili Qingfeng said sincerely.

There is a refreshing point of this resource in the cave man, he really does not need to make money by selling songs.

"Bai Li Qing Feng."

An Le's tone was a little bit heavy, calling the name of Baili Qingfeng, "I hope you can think about it carefully. The person who wants to buy your song is not an ordinary person, but Miss Belle, the daughter of the senator of York. It is likely to become Wang Sun Concubine, and the price that Miss Belle offered was very generous, one ten thousand, not one thousand and two thousand, this number is equivalent to your father's and sister's salary for a year. "

"Sorry, I haven't recently ..."

Baili Qingfeng still politely refused.

But when he refused to half, he seemed to notice something, suddenly looked up, his eyes fell on the bodyguard, and his eyes became sharp: "What do you say about buying a song and mentioning my father and my sister?"

"Just to let you know who is buying songs from you. At the beginning of next month, I hope to see at least three songs that will satisfy Miss Belle, do you understand?"

"Oh."

Baili Qingfeng's polite face gradually became expressionless: "What if I don't write."

"Do not write?"

An Le looked at Baili Qingfeng, as if being laughed at, "You don't say you can't write, but you can't write?"

"Correct."

"Young man, I admire your courage."

An Le shook her head, and looked at Baili Qingfeng's gaze slightly: "Go and inquire about the identity of Miss Belle, remember, at the beginning of next month, you have only twelve days."

After that, turn around.

Seeing him turn around directly, this scene actually made Baili Qingfeng slightly hesitate: "Wait a second, don't you put a hard word on it? For example, if you can't take out the song, you will kill my family?"

"Oh, no ..."

An Le gave him a smile and turned to leave.

"..."

Baili Qingfeng.

"Neuropathy."

Shaking his head, Baili Qingfeng ignored.

Just after going back, turn on the computer and search for the detailed information of Belle, Representative York, and Sun Sunlun.

On the tenth day of Baili Qingfeng's return from Fudan City, a call was made to his mobile phone.

Soon there was a voice from Baili Changkong: "Qing Feng, your uncle Tianxing was taken away by the consulate of the Aurora Empire, saying that it involved a murder case six months ago, but this matter should not be simple Maybe someone is playing a plot against me behind my back. During this time, be careful, hum, it looks like the old man hasn't moved for so long that someone has forgotten the horror of my Ben Thunder Sword.

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(Thank you for your support, hahaha, again, this name is really unique.)