1352: C1352 Popular Culture

C1352 Popular Culture

I really think this world was a few decades ago in the Republic.

What the f * ck, Third Master, did he really think that he was someone important?

This was a rather annoying personality for the black clothed man who always liked to keep a low profile. However, the cooperation between the two of them was already very huge. Besides, Boss He needed a large sum of money every month to make a payment. That was why he was patient enough to continue working with him at home. But now, this guy had offended another person without a clear distinction between right and wrong. It was unknown how many people he had offended during this period of time. If he had offended someone previously, he could still settle it himself. There was no need to trouble him to make a move.

But this time, he had just offended someone and was beaten to the point of pissing his pants. A dozen of his subordinates were actually so scared that they did not even dare to make a move after hearing a few words from someone else.

This kind of trash, where did his usual arrogance go?

"But that brat didn't give me face. He actually dared to hit me directly. You have to help me vent my anger..." Third Master begged, "If people find out that I don't even dare to fart, who would still think highly of me in the future? They would be happy to lower the price when it comes to business, but when that time comes, our things won't be able to sell for a price..."

"What the f * ck, since you know that you can't easily offend others... Then why don't you just be polite to everyone and not offend anyone? I don't dare to look down on you. You just want to mess with me. You are so free! "The man in black cursed, but he still chose to help this guy treat his injuries.

He stretched out his hand and a silver light flashed. The thick Genuine Qi instantly wrapped around Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Second Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master

In the blink of an eye, Third Master Ye, who was still grinning from the pain just moments ago, recovered. He quickly climbed down from the bed and kowtowed a few times to the ground, "Thank you, Great Immortal, thank you..."

"Alright, this is the last time. If you dare to do it again, I'll get rid of you for the first time!" One of them said impatiently. He was a Cultivator from the Dragon Clan, and his responsibility was to sell antiques.

En, Hee Feng and the others were selling antiques in large quantities in order to prepare money. However, they couldn't sell antiques one by one. It would be a waste of time and effort. No one in Hee Feng's group could do such a thing. En. How could a group of cultivators ask them to do business? That was the difference between a professional and a professional. If they were really asked to do business, they would probably have to pay for all the business.

Although selling antiques didn't require a lot of brains, and didn't require any brilliant management methods, but if they were to do so, the money they earned would definitely not be as much as if they were given to professionals to earn. This was a fact and inevitable, so Hee Feng and the others started an outsourcing project. They outsourced the antiques to some companies and let them sell them. It was also a partnership.

Just give them 1% of the profit, don't look at how small it is. But in reality, this is an astronomical figure, because the transaction amount for an antique is an astronomical figure. Furthermore, Hee Feng and the others were not just one or two antiques, but tens of thousands of antiques were endless.

And this Third Master was one of the partners selected by the Dragon Group.

The reason why they chose him was mainly because his company was small and easy to control. Although this kid had a miserable life, however, people from all walks of life knew that it was easier to deal with him, and they had their own ways of dealing with him. This was why he was chosen by the Dragon Clan. Well, there was also a reason. They had also found other big companies at that time, but the big companies did not believe them. They only thought that they were swindlers, because what they said was too exaggerated.

What about tens of thousands of antiques? Anyone who heard this would think that it was a lie!

After all, there were probably only tens of thousands of antiques in the Forbidden City Museum.

You have so many antiques, there's no need to auction them. You can just build a collection house by yourself. Besides, how can there be so many things in the world that ordinary people have? Hearing that it was a lie, it was nonsense. Of course, no one would believe it. And Third Master just happened to encounter such a good opportunity.

In just half a year, he had successfully made a name for himself in Hong Kong.

Furthermore, he had become the head of the antique industry.

Nowadays, no one in the antique industry dared to look down on him because the resources under his control were very powerful. The huge amount of goods he produced every year was enough to impress him.

Even so, he did not dare to look down on the middle-aged man in front of him. Because they were legendary existences that were like gods. It was the Cultivator. The moment the cooperation began, the Third Master already knew about it. After all, Hee Feng was also worried that someone would cheat him of his money. He was worried that there would be ignorant bastards around.

That was why he told the other party about the matter from the very beginning. He wanted to be frank with the other party!

He said that we are not to be trifled with. If you dare to be dishonest, hehe, we will directly destroy you.

"You have great power and you can easily teach him a lesson. Please help me. As long as it is settled, even if I have done nothing for the past two months..." Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master I just feel like there's a fire in my chest.

After all, Hee Feng had almost taken his life just now. How could he give up such a deep grudge so easily? Besides, this Third Master always liked to show off. Hmm, this could be easily seen.

But Hee Feng had completely embarrassed him. Shame on him! How could he let go of such a huge loss? In his heart, he wanted nothing more than to shred Hee Feng into a million pieces. It was just that he couldn't find an opportunity to do so. Now, he had this mighty figure in front of him.

Of course, he wanted to beg the other party to help him get rid of Hee Feng so that he could kill him as quickly as possible.

However, how could a dignified Cultivator be ordered by you? The Cultivator from the Dragon Clan snorted coldly and flung the leather jacket he was wearing and said, "How dare you, kid, order me to do this? Look at your identity. You are just a piece of trash, and you want me to stand up for you. How could he not think about it? As for the harvest of the two months you mentioned... Hehe, do I care about this small amount of money?"

" Don't you care about that? " The Third Master was stunned. He looked at the Cultivator in front of him, who had recently liked to wear leather clothes, and his face was filled with surprise. The reason why he liked to wear leather clothes was that Hee Feng had been wearing leather clothes after taking a stroll at the casino. Therefore, it became a trend to wear leather clothes in the entire Dragon Group. Everyone put on expensive and well-made leather clothes for themselves.

Of course, they were all ugly!1

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