My doomsday girl army

"I don't know sir, which plan do you want to choose?"

Casually handing the small book to the appraiser beside her, Chen Jing sat up a little straighter, and a pair of beautiful eyes were staring at Liu Xiaomo...

"I'll choose the third set." Liu Xiaomo glanced at her flatly, "Your city lord's mansion is responsible for displaying this lamp mermaid patrol city for 3 days, and the auction fee is still ten percent." "

This girl is like giving herself two ways, life or death, from the moment she entered the house, Liu Xiaomo was very unhappy.

What's wrong with being pretty?

You can't fight in the city lord's mansion, which provokes Lao Tzu, and after a while, I will ask her to come over to accompany him and clean up in a different way.

There was a silence....

Chen Jing stared at Liu Xiaomo with water-like eyes, and she frowned slightly, "Sir, I hope you can understand that our city lord's mansion will also incur certain necessary expenses during the period of your city tour

and display, and..." This time, without waiting for her to finish, Liu Xiaomo interrupted unceremoniously: "I said, ten percent handling fee, 3 days of city patrol display, not a word can be changed." "

Another silence....

A trace of imperceptible contempt flashed in Chen Jing's eyes, and she turned her head slightly and whispered to the two appraisers: "You guys go, change the contract and send it back immediately." "

Two sets of plans, the contract has already been printed, Chen Jing did not expect that the guest would refuse, in her opinion, it is very reasonable to charge 20% of the handling fee for the city lord's mansion for 3 days of patrol and display, and the knight fifteenth is also charged 20%.

This man doesn't know the rules, or simply a guy who hasn't seen much money.

After a while, the revised contract was taken back, Liu Xiaomo carefully looked at the handling fee on it, there was no objection, and signed it.

"Well, hope to be able to work together."

Standing up, Chen Jing tidied up her skirt slightly, stood up with a proud chest, did not mean to shake hands, turned around and walked to the door with 4 appraisers...

"Wait."

Liu Xiaomo also stood up, he still had edible salt to evaluate, seeing that Wang Ting also followed her out, he wanted to keep her, "I still have a few bags of edible salt here, and I will also go to the auction tonight."

"Oh, how many bags of table salt are there?" Standing still, Chen Jing turned her head slightly, "Wang Ting, you stay and receive this gentleman." After that, he walked out the door with some unceremonious, "Click-Click"....

Can you personally come and receive him today, or have you seen the face of the fish? You know, Chen Jing, as the manager of the trading floor, is also the actual power of the trading floor of the City Lord's Mansion.

On weekdays, only when the four major adventure groups came, and when they had to come with valuables, she showed up slightly and received it.

Unexpectedly, he made an exception to receive this little woman today, and he dared to disobey his will.

I don't know how bad guys!

In fact, many people in Fallen Leaf City also know that this Manager Chen is not just the person in charge of the trading floor.

Her other identity is that she is the niece and daughter-in-law of the Lord of the City Lord of Fallen Leaf City and a relative before the end of the world.

Before the end of the world, she called the city lord "uncle", and after the end of the world, the only son of the city lord also became a madman, and this fallen leaf city will be in her husband's hands sooner or later.

But just now, Chen Jing obviously did not understand the true meaning of "a few bags of salt" in Liu Xiaomo's mouth.

For the measure word "bag", I am afraid that there is some misunderstanding between the two people.

The "bag" that Chen Jing understands is the kind of "bag" in the supermarket, if there are more, it is like Liu Xiaomo took it out for auction last time, which is called "box".

She couldn't imagine that the "bag" Liu Xiaomo said would be a super large bag of 50 kilograms!

If she knew, she might not have gone so dashingly.

......

"Shhh... Wait first..."

Wang Ting was like a small spy, lying on the door with her little ears pricked up and listening to the footsteps outside gradually drifting away, she was slightly relieved, and quickly turned around, "Sir, why don't you listen to me, if you have salt, you have to wait 3 days, 3 days later... Naw!

Suddenly, Wang Ting covered her small mouth and pointed to the big bags in the center of the living room, another small open space, "Is that salt?" Sir, you said this..." A

little gaffe trotted forward two steps, Wang Ting had clearly seen the words "High Seas Edible Salt Co., Ltd." on these big white cloth bags!

"Sir, you say these are all salt? This total... That's 16 bags!

With a look of disbelief, Wang Ting stretched out her finger and dipped it in the bag, put it in her mouth, and looked up at Liu Xiaomo's eyes again, as if looking at a monster...

No one knows better than them, the appraisers, what this salt means....

After a while, there was another mess of high heels hitting the floor outside the door, and Chen Jing once again pushed the door with several appraisers, "First, sir..."

"Hiroshi! You're always like this... You're really not afraid of your uncle..."

The old thing went out of the city this time, and he couldn't come back for ten days and a half a month..." The

empty office of the city lord's mansion, still surrounded by a circle of black iron chairs, the central desk, Chen Jing's cheeks flushed jumped off the table, sorting out her clothes and messy hair...

In front of outsiders, she is a proud white swan, maybe a disguise, maybe something else...

But in front of her husband, she is still the little wife before the end of the world.

The man looked satisfied, two hands on his pants, tied his Gucci belt, casually picked up a pack of cigarettes on the desk, smoked one, lit it with the matchbox on the side of the cigarette, and took a deep breath..."Oh, this old thing still has cleanliness?" Haha, he was afraid that he would never think of what happened on his desk in his life!

"You're a little louder! You are careful to let Minister Zhao hear..." Chen

Jing sorted out her black hip-wrapped uniform and black stockings....

"They? Huh..." Luo Hao took another deep breath of smoke, walked to the chair exclusive to the Lord of the City Lord's Mansion and sat down, raised his head and spit out smoke towards the ceiling, "Those old guys are still studying that fish, besides..."

He smiled maliciously, pulled the woman to sit on his lap, and put his arm around her waist, "Even before the end of the world, Laozi has a legal job~~ Your license, the king of heaven Laozi can't say a word... By the way, daughter-in-law, you just said that the inner boy who sells fish, what's going on, what's going on? How do you get such a large batch of salt? "

Didn't I tell you just now?"

Chen Jing sat on her husband's lap, holding a small mirror and gently powdering her face, "Now I only know that he was an adventure group that just registered half a month ago, called the Ice Group, and he went out of the city the next day after registration, and just came back today, and immediately came to us again to auction."

"Ice balls? Didn't you just say that he sold those 17 boxes of salt last time? Luo Hao frowned slightly and thought, "Do you say he has any way to get salt?" "

It should... There shouldn't be..." Chen Jing put down the powder and blinked her eyes wide-eyed following her husband's train of thought, "Last time the salt he sold was packaged in supermarkets, but this time he sold bulk salt produced in Dawang City, Dongliao... I think he might just be lucky. "

Good luck? Is there really such a good person with luck?

Luo Hao smoked lightly, thoughtfully learning his uncle's appearance, tapping on the table with his index finger knuckles, "But the appearance of this kid has already disrupted our plan, and the old thing explained the matter..."