"It's understandable that Zhongcheng will detain her outside the door. After all, no one can guarantee that if she enters the trading house, whether she will steal things from customers or cooperate with the trading house."
Qiao Yulu's expression was full of arrogance and sarcasm.
"That's right! That's what the big boss said just now!" Yu Zhiwen finally found a gap to step on Ye Qingluo's foot, "Even Sister Yulu thinks so, that bitch must want to go to the trading house to steal something! Don't let it go!" She is in the trading house to ensure the safety of other customers' crystals!"
Qiao Yulu didn't believe that Ye Qingluo had anything to cooperate with the trading house.
If so.
It won't make yourself so embarrassed.
As if seeing the sarcasm in Qiao Yulu's eyes, Ye Qingluo smiled, her expression was flat, and she didn't care about their words at all.
"I didn't even enter the door of the trading house, so how do you know that I don't have anything to cooperate with the trading house?"
"You are so poor, what good things can you have? Even if you have them, they are stolen from others!" Yu Zhiwen snorted coldly, "Hurry up and hand over the things you stole from others! With Sister Yulu here, no In the city, no trading firm dares to cooperate with you!"
Qiao Yulu's eyes under the veil were slightly bent, half-closed, a little cold.
Obviously, Yu Zhiwen's compliment was accepted by default.
Tsk...
Ye Qingluo pouted.
This Yu Zhiwen has no brains.
Even Qiao Yulu, a mysterious girl, has no brains
Is it really okay to be so arrogant in front of the lord of a city
Although, it is true that no trading firm in Wuwang City dares to cooperate with her.
But say it in front of the Landing City Lord.
Isn't it telling City Lord Lu indirectly: "Your status in Wuwang City is not as good as Princess Yulu."
It's just...
It is the last bottom line of the superior!
The point is, Qiao Yulu still had a "really so" look on her face.
This is used to being condescending.
In her eyes, even the city lord of Wuwang City doesn't pay attention to the rhythm
At this moment, suddenly, a low, uncertain voice sounded from the crowd: "I... our trading house is willing, willing to cooperate with the girl..."
It was very small.
But in this tense atmosphere.
But it was clearly passed into everyone's ears.
Everyone was startled immediately, thinking that they had heard it wrong.
Rao Ye Qingluo was stunned for a moment.
"There is a trading company that wants to cooperate with the woman who offended Princess Yulu? Are you desperate?"
"Isn't this disrespecting Princess Yulu?"
"Which trading house is it that is so stupid?"
"..."
Everyone was discussing, looking for the direction of the sound.
Soon, a road was separated among the onlookers.
I saw a young man in his twenties standing a little behind the crowd.
He clasped his hands and stood awkwardly.
The two clasped hands kept stirring.
His face was full of forbearable fear.
When you realize that everyone's eyes are fixed on yourself.
He was even more disturbed.
But the back is very straight.
After seeing the man's face clearly.
The woman welcoming customers from Zhongcheng Trading Company laughed mockingly: "Isn't this Pei Sheng, the boss of Jubao Trading Company? Why, just by you, you also want to fight against Zhongcheng Trading Company?"
"Jubao Trading House? Where is that place?"
"Haven't you even heard of the Jubao Trading House? That Jubao Trading House that deceived customers with fake products at the auction five years ago?"
"That's right! That's the trading house!"