Chapter: 2591
"That's my ancestor rewarding me." Xiahou Aotian groaned, "I told my ancestor that this protagonist has already reached level six, do you regret what happened back then? The ancestor expressed regret and praised: "Your Excellency, how is it different?" When the wind blows, it soars up ninety thousand li."
"Then?"
"Then send me to heaven."
"Brother Aotian, we are from the same family."
"Um?"
"Your bragging tone is very similar to my uncle. You are his closed disciple, okay. Don't talk nonsense with you. Come to Songhai. Fu Qingyang wants to talk to you about a big business. Brother, I know you are short of money. The opportunity I fought for you, hurry up."
Xiahou Aotian stared at the man behind the large desk as if facing a formidable enemy. He retracted his haughty chin, condensed his arrogant eyes, and straightened his lazy back.
He had to admit that today, he, Xiahou Aotian, met a formidable opponent.
The luxurious palace-like study room, the furniture that smells of money everywhere, the unimaginably soft carpet, and the delicious desserts and expensive drinks on the table.
In terms of money, Xiahou Aotian lost, and he was convinced of the loss.
In terms of appearance, he considers himself outstanding, with handsome facial features, sharp brows and star eyes, and plain makeup, he is several grades better than those traffic niche students who are called "brother" every day.
But looking at this man up close, Xiahou Aotian lost confidence in his appearance for the first time, and felt that the man's flawless handsome face was a masterpiece carved by God himself.
In terms of temperament, the other party was sitting at an expensive desk like the one dedicated to the president in the White House, wearing a neat white suit, with a portrait of himself hanging on the back that occupied half of the wall.
Really complied with the old saying: Pretending to be aggressive is like the wind, always with you.
"What a Mr. Qian!" Xiahou Aotian sighed:
"As soon as we met, I was disowned. It was I, Xiahou Aotian, who lost. I admit that at this stage, there is a slight gap between me and you, but don't be complacent. As the saying goes, don't bully the young and poor. The last one The demigod who bullied me has already confessed to himself in the ancestral house.
"Let's get down to business now, I'm sorry to tell you, I won't be fooled."
Looking at the young man on the opposite side, Fu Qingyang's eyes flashed with confusion and bewilderment, incomprehensible secondary school, unreasonable arrogance, and self-hypnotic pride. These psychology and emotions can be seen at a glance under the insight technique.
But it was because of the truth that Fu Qingyang felt it was unreal.
At that moment just now, from Xiahou Aotian's expression and eyes, he saw anger, fighting spirit, excitement, humiliation, and unwillingness.
He only said hello to the other party, but the other party performed a love-hate film and television drama with at least 40 episodes in his heart.
Is there such a wonder in the world?
Fu Qingyang's eyes moved slightly, suppressing the confusion and bewilderment in his heart, maintaining a cold attitude, and said:
"Yuanshi Tianzun told me that you got a secret book of mechanism art in Mozong's mechanism city. It is a cheat book that draws many blueprints of mechanism creation."
Xiahou Aotian looked at Zhang Yuanqing who was beside the desk, and said angrily, "How could you betray me? We belong to a gang."
"How can this be called betrayal? This is cooperation. You have the core technology now, but you are short of money. You have to raise money." Zhang Yuanqing made a gesture of support to Fu Qingyang: "Our Mr. Qian, I am willing to be you angel investors."
Xiahou Aotian looked at the two of them with disbelief, thought for a while, and said suspiciously:
"Did you arrange three hundred knives and axes outside the study, and if I refuse, you will throw a cup and rush in to kill me?"
"No, no, there are no swordsmen outside the study, only a bunny girl with a slim waist and long legs." Zhang Yuanqing said.
"Bah, extravagance and bliss!" Xiahou Aotian was so jealous that his body was torn apart. JrNovels.com
"Then?"
"Then send me to heaven."
"Brother Aotian, we are from the same family."
"Um?"
"Your bragging tone is very similar to my uncle. You are his closed disciple, okay. Don't talk nonsense with you. Come to Songhai. Fu Qingyang wants to talk to you about a big business. Brother, I know you are short of money. The opportunity I fought for you, hurry up."
Xiahou Aotian stared at the man behind the large desk as if facing a formidable enemy. He retracted his haughty chin, condensed his arrogant eyes, and straightened his lazy back.
He had to admit that today, he, Xiahou Aotian, met a formidable opponent.
The luxurious palace-like study room, the furniture that smells of money everywhere, the unimaginably soft carpet, and the delicious desserts and expensive drinks on the table.
In terms of money, Xiahou Aotian lost, and he was convinced of the loss.
In terms of appearance, he considers himself outstanding, with handsome facial features, sharp brows and star eyes, and plain makeup, he is several grades better than those traffic niche students who are called "brother" every day.
But looking at this man up close, Xiahou Aotian lost confidence in his appearance for the first time, and felt that the man's flawless handsome face was a masterpiece carved by God himself.
In terms of temperament, the other party was sitting at an expensive desk like the one dedicated to the president in the White House, wearing a neat white suit, with a portrait of himself hanging on the back that occupied half of the wall.
Really complied with the old saying: Pretending to be aggressive is like the wind, always with you.
"What a Mr. Qian!" Xiahou Aotian sighed:
"As soon as we met, I was disowned. It was I, Xiahou Aotian, who lost. I admit that at this stage, there is a slight gap between me and you, but don't be complacent. As the saying goes, don't bully the young and poor. The last one The demigod who bullied me has already confessed to himself in the ancestral house.
"Let's get down to business now, I'm sorry to tell you, I won't be fooled."
Looking at the young man on the opposite side, Fu Qingyang's eyes flashed with confusion and bewilderment, incomprehensible secondary school, unreasonable arrogance, and self-hypnotic pride. These psychology and emotions can be seen at a glance under the insight technique.
But it was because of the truth that Fu Qingyang felt it was unreal.
At that moment just now, from Xiahou Aotian's expression and eyes, he saw anger, fighting spirit, excitement, humiliation, and unwillingness.
He only said hello to the other party, but the other party performed a love-hate film and television drama with at least 40 episodes in his heart.
Is there such a wonder in the world?
Fu Qingyang's eyes moved slightly, suppressing the confusion and bewilderment in his heart, maintaining a cold attitude, and said:
"Yuanshi Tianzun told me that you got a secret book of mechanism art in Mozong's mechanism city. It is a cheat book that draws many blueprints of mechanism creation."
Xiahou Aotian looked at Zhang Yuanqing who was beside the desk, and said angrily, "How could you betray me? We belong to a gang."
"How can this be called betrayal? This is cooperation. You have the core technology now, but you are short of money. You have to raise money." Zhang Yuanqing made a gesture of support to Fu Qingyang: "Our Mr. Qian, I am willing to be you angel investors."
Xiahou Aotian looked at the two of them with disbelief, thought for a while, and said suspiciously:
"Did you arrange three hundred knives and axes outside the study, and if I refuse, you will throw a cup and rush in to kill me?"
"No, no, there are no swordsmen outside the study, only a bunny girl with a slim waist and long legs." Zhang Yuanqing said.
"Bah, extravagance and bliss!" Xiahou Aotian was so jealous that his body was torn apart. JrNovels.com
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