Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Naturally, not everyone can go upstairs, so Zhuo Bufan was directly blocked by two bodyguards at the entrance on the third floor, "Sir, I'm sorry, you can't go in without Mr. Zhou's invitation."

Zhuo Bufan glanced at it, it turned out to be a living room with more than a dozen people sitting in it, it is estimated that these people are the real bigwigs in Zhongzhou.

"Mr. Zhuo is famous and powerful, why can't he go in?" At this time, Master Wu stood up and said loudly.

Zhuo Bufan definitely disdains to quarrel with bodyguards, this kind of thing can only be left to Master Wu, Zhuo Bufan sees Master Wu's blushing and thick neck, he feels a little more affection for him, maybe he can teach him He has a little something, so that he can step into the threshold of monasticism in his lifetime.

The bodyguard still didn't move: "I'm sorry, we really can't let you in without Mr. Zhou's order, and don't make things difficult for us..."

While talking, suddenly a loud voice came from inside, "Let them in."

The person who spoke was Zhou Baxiang who was sitting at the top. He had noticed the situation at the entrance of the corridor a long time ago, he hesitated and opened his mouth before the bodyguard stepped aside: "Please!"

In the living room on the third floor, there are more than a dozen carved nanmu chairs, which are divided into two rows. At the front, there are two chairs Zhou Baxiang and Dongfang Yi sit on. A junior like Yan Chunyi can only stand behind.

Sitting below are also representatives of some wealthy families in Zhongzhou. Many young girls are standing, and only the oldest people are sitting on the chairs. When everyone saw Zhuo Bufan and his party, their eyes showed doubts. Tong, there is a young girl who looks very sensitive, and there is also a silver-haired old man in a long gown and a man who looks like an iron tower. Isn't it strange that these people stand together?

Dongfang Yi put down the porcelain teacup in his hand, looked at Master Wu with a smile and said, "Master Wu, long time no see." Although he was saying hello, he didn't seem to get up at all.

Master Wu glanced at him lightly, "Mr. Dongfang, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Baxiang nodded lightly, "Show Master Wu a seat." Soon two bodyguards brought out a chair and placed it at the end. In his opinion, a junior like Zhuo Bufan is not enough to have a seat.

But the next scene made both Dongfang Yi and Zhou Baxiang look surprised. They saw Master Wu standing aside respectfully, and Zhuo Bufan sat on the chair. Could it be that this kid is not Master Wu's apprentice? Otherwise, there is no reason why the apprentice sits down and the master stands.

"Hmph, who is it? It's annoying to follow me again." Zhou Yi stood beside his father and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Yan Chunyi smiled helplessly, but didn't speak, but she felt the powerful aura emanating from Zhuo Bufan, which almost overwhelmed all the wealthy people in Zhongzhou present.

Zhou Baxiang and Dongfangyuan didn't care about Zhuo Bufan and the others anymore, Zhou Baxiang said: "Bosses, we are able to gather here today, all of you are giving me face for Zhou, if you have any good things, share them together one time."

"Oh Amitabha." At this time, the monk who had just entered suddenly stood up, his eyes couldn't open his smile, "The poor monk happened to have a good thing in his hand and wanted to show everyone."

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on the monk and the Taoist priest, and there was a trace of curiosity in their eyes.

The monk opened the wooden box in his hand, and suddenly a brass incense burner appeared in his eyes. The shape was simple and exquisite, with many gaps and small holes. He made a secret decision, and an invisible aura barrier directly enveloped the four of them in it.

Master Wu, Qian Bing, and Lian Shijian naturally couldn't smell this fragrance. As for the other wealthy people and Zhou Baequang, when they smelled this musk, they immediately showed expressions of enjoyment, feeling relaxed all over their bodies, and their minds relaxed instantly down.

Dongfang Yi even showed surprise and shock on his face. Ordinary people only think that this fragrance can relieve fatigue, but he can feel the faint spiritual energy entwined on the incense burner. This is actually a magic weapon. Keep it by your side, maybe you can improve your cultivation.

"Could this be a magic weapon?" Dongfang Yi said dumbfounded.

The fat monk said with a smile: "That's right, Mr. Dongfang really knows the pearl with his eyes. I brought this incense burner from Ganzhou. It has a certain relaxing effect, and absorbing the fragrance for a long time can make people strong physically and mentally. become more sober."

Zhou Baxiang frowned when he heard the words, and said lightly: "It is said that there are no magical artifacts with such efficacy in the world. I heard that magical artifacts appeared at Jia's Auction in Jinling two months ago, but I didn’t expect to see it with my own eyes this time.”

As he said that, Zhou Baxiang's eyes fell on Dongfang Yi, who nodded lightly, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Zhou, this is indeed a magic weapon. It is hard to come by. If Mr. Zhou can replace me If I buy it, I am willing to go all out and work hard for three years for Mr. Zhou."

"Really?" Zhou Baxiang's eyes lit up suddenly. If he could get Mr. Dongfang's help, his career would go to a higher level.

"I wonder how much the master asked for this incense burner?" Zhou Baxiang said, looking at the smiling monk.

The monk and the thin-faced Taoist glanced at each other, nodded and stretched out three fingers, and said with a smile: "Not much, not much, three hundred million!"

Hearing his words, people nowadays can't help but gasp. Some of these people are worth an estimated one billion yuan, but that's all their assets, including some fixed property, and the circulating funds are probably less than three hundred million yuan. .

"Is three hundred million too much? Besides, it's just a small incense burner." Xu Huan frowned slightly, looking at Zhou Baxiang and said in a low voice.

Seeing the blaze in Dongfang Yi's eyes from the corner of his eyes, Zhou Baxiang hesitated for a moment, and if he got Mr. Dongfang's help, he would take back an extra building with 300 million yuan, and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, then 300 million yuan. "

The eyes of the fat monk and the skinny Daoist priest flashed a cold light at the same time. As for Lian Xipo, who had already frowned, he glanced at Lian Ji from the corner of his eye, and said in a deep voice, "300 million is important to the family." a lot of pressure."

Lian Ju's face was pale with a tinge of black, and he clenched his fist and coughed a few times, "Forget it, Dad, I don't think I'll get better from this illness, so don't spend this money."

"Hey." Lian Xipo sighed deeply.

Others whispered to each other, after all, this deal is worth 300 million.

"Can a broken item sell for 300 million?" Suddenly a faint voice rang out, directly covering up the noise in the conference hall.