The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

In the afternoon of the same day, a new talisman was added to the Su Nian store again, and it was instantly empty as soon as it was put on the shelves. The speed was so amazing that many people lamented that their hands were not fast enough.

At the same time, people noticed that a LOGO similar to Tai Chi appeared on the purchase link of Fulu, and the three characters of Tianqingguan were printed on it.

For this reason, this entry has also been brushed on the hot search.

Snapped!

In the Tang family mansion, Tang Ying slapped Wu Xiong again.

"Didn't you send someone to go undercover in Su Nian to find their Talisman Master? Why is there no news yet?"

Wu Xiong's eyes flickered slightly, and his bright anger was so abruptly suppressed.

"Miss, Si Niannian used the three words "Tianqingguan" to make the logo of the talisman. I am afraid that the talisman was made by herself."

"You fart!" Tang Ying couldn't help being rude and glared at Wu Xiong, "How old is she Si Niannian? Even if a little fart stays in the Taoist temple for a few years, can he still learn the talisman that others can't learn for many years?"

Wu Xiong defended, "But the people I sent haven't heard about Master Fu Lu in Su Nian for so long, and even no such person has appeared there at all."

"That's why the people you sent are useless!"

Tang Ying lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, "Go buy someone trusted by Si Niannian, no matter how much money, as long as they open their mouths, they will give it, they have been with Si Niannian for so long, they will definitely know something. What."

On the other hand, the Suinian store and the online store in the southern suburbs changed their plaques at the same time, adding a LOGO with the words Tianqingguan.

Si Niannian stood in front of the store, looked up at the newly replaced plaque, and smiled.

"Master, I will work hard to fulfill your wishes, and I will make the three words 'Tianqingguan' resound throughout the world."

"Master!"

Chi Zhiyu ran over from the other side with the guitar on his back, holding the phone in his hand and shaking it in front of Si Niannian.

"Master, you guessed right. Someone from Jin Tang really contacted me and said they would give me one million and send me to the best music school in the world."

Chi Zhiyu laughed as he spoke, as if repeating a very unfunny joke.

Si Niannian also smiled, "Then how did you reply?"

Chi Zhiyu put the phone to his ear and learned the tone and expression when he just answered the phone.

"Isn't it? I thought Jin Tang was some kind of a big company, why is Zhangkou so petty? One million, you send beggars, my master gave me more than this amount of pocket money, what? Send me there The best music school in the world? My master has a private jet, so I don't need you to help me out."

"Pfft!"

Si Niannian covered his mouth and chuckled, "Naughty."

"get out of class?" She glanced at the guitar on Chi Zhiyu's shoulder, "This is the third uncle's favorite guitar, you have to take care of it."

Chi Zhiyu nodded, "Understood, Master, don't worry, even if I broke myself, I wouldn't let it bump into it."

"What is this saying? No matter how important the guitar is, no one is important. The fact that the third uncle can give you this guitar also shows that he has expectations of you."

"I know, there were reports in the early years that San Shao's dream when he was young was to study music, but he had no choice but to inherit the family business."

Chi Zhiyu thought of the look when Si Xinghe gave him the guitar, and touched the guitar on his shoulder, "I will use San Shao's guitar to get into the best music academy, and take it to fulfill our common dream."