4144-Sorcerer
Not to mention powerful taskers, like Sitian in the auction house, and acquaintances in the army, all have merit.
I wanted to cross it before. For this kind of thing, you don't have to look for an official, but you can also look for a retail investor.
Besides, she has to go and get the merits from her account.
It can’t be cheaper to organize...
Xu Wang glanced at Ning Shu, and didn't say anything to hurt her morale. Moreover, she was helping herself, and she was usually lazy, so she would help herself for a while.
Xu Wang: "Where shall we go now?"
Doing business is really not easy, Xu Wang couldn't help but sigh.
When Ning Shu entered the consultation room, the first thing was to take out a fish-eye ball and play with it.
Xu Wang sat next to Ning Shu, even if he disliked Ning Shu, he would not leak out...
They are now people on the same boat, and they can't let people know their internal disagreements.
After waiting for a while, before the person came out, Ning Shu smashed a fish-eye ball, and then took out another one.
After a while, Sang Liang came out of the house, looking a little impatient at Ning Shu.
Ning Shu drew a piece of paper and wiped his hands. As I said earlier, there were finally paper towels in the consultation room.
Sang Liang said directly: "Unless you give us what we want, otherwise we won't make this transaction."
Ning Shu: "I'm not here to do business, but to ask for things."
"Return the merits in my previous account." Ning Shu said straightforwardly.
Sang Liang: "The right of interpretation belongs to the organization."
For what the hell knows for this reason, all interpretation rights belong to the organizer.
Ning Shu: "You have to figure out that those things are not given to me by your organization, but I understand?"
It's not the bonus you gave me, but it belongs to me.
Sang Liang: "Your account has been cancelled. Your account and everything belong to the organization. Do you think you want this thing to be reasonable?"
Ning Shu blinked, "Why didn't I account for the reason? I want to return my things. How can I account for the reason? You have to tell me a word of reason, but are you accountable for this matter?"
"I'm too lazy to reason with you. As I said, I'm very restless right now and want to fight very much.
Who is reasoning with you, "Will you give it or not?" Ning Shu patted the table. He didn't know the material of the table. Ning Shu didn't move at all, but felt a little pain in his hands.
Sang Liang looked at Ning Shu indifferently, "Are you here to find something?"
Ning Shu: "You fart, I'm here to find money, you pay me back, and if you don't pay back, I will always pester you."
Sang Liang was expressionless, "Then you will pester it."
Ning Shu jumped and jumped directly onto Sang Liang's back, tightly tightening Sang Liang's neck with both hands, and his legs were clamped on Sang Liang's waist, but the legs were too short to hold it.
Sang Liang's expression suddenly became scary, and he said in a deep voice, "Get out of here."
"I don't, I said, I will always pester you, unless you return the merits on my account to me, otherwise I will grow on your back for the rest of my life, and eat and drink on your back. Believe it or not."
Ning Shu threatened very seriously, there was a person hanging on Sang Liang's back to see if you could run around.
Sang Liang: "Do you want to die?"
"Then you kill me, as long as I don't die, I will grow on your back, ah, I want to go to the bathroom, you know, I am not in a soul state now, and I have physical needs."
Sang Liang's expression was particularly distorted, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he did not look like a nobleman at all. He probably didn't expect Ning Shu to be so shameless, he was a rascal.
Playing with fishy and disgusting fish-eye beads before was not her limit.
Sang Liang wrapped his arms around his neck with his hands, but Ning Shu tied them tightly, and maybe he would lock Sang Liang's throat anytime.
Sang Liang was shaking with anger, and the book in his hand flew up, flying out page by page, and attacked Ning Shu.
A golden dragon entangled Ning Shu, blocking the attack of the page, making a clanging sound. There were blood stains on Ning Shu's skin, but it was still within the range that he could bear.
What's the meaning of fighting? That's interesting. One day I climbed onto Sang Liang's back, and I felt so happy...
Ning Shu tightened his arms and tightened Sang Liang's neck, "You'd better not get too excited. If I don't pay attention, you may have a problem with your neck, and your head may be oriented.
Virtual King:...
Fuck, he really can't do anything in this situation, he really doesn't know what to do...
Is it to persuade Ning Shu to get off this person’s back, or to persuade this person to give Ning Shu something...
She is totally unreasonable...
Is Sang Liang that kind of slippers person? Of course not. The pages clinked and attacked Ning Shu. Ning Shu remained motionless. She took a breath, "Sure enough, there is a smell."
Sang Liang's whole body was stiff, like a stone, "an attractive smell of money."
What the smell of copper, this is the smell of money.
Sang Liang: "Come down, this is the last warning to you. Think about the consequences yourself."
Ning Shuqi said, "I won't come down. This is the brightest time in my life. I should record it. Unfortunately, I can take it without a camera."
Next time you go to the small world, buy a camera and record the beautiful moments of life at all times.
Sang Liang's body trembled slightly, obviously because of Ning Shu's anger, his face was like the bottom of a pot, even his silver hair was a bit messy, and he was panting quickly...
Ning Shu said: "You will encounter everything in life, and you must be aware of it with a normal heart."
Virtual King:...
We are here to do business.
When something like this happened, Xu Wang could guarantee that next time this person would never want to see Ning Shu.
Sang Hao calmed down for a while and called his uncle over directly. Ning Shu looked at the chat interface and said directly: "Even if you call him over, I won't let go."
Sang Liang said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if you don't let go, just chop off your hand."
Ning Shu shook his head and said, "It's okay. You can chop it after you chop it. It can grow even if you chop it, but it can ride on you. It's probably not the next time in this life."
"Being a ghost under the peony flower is also romantic, it's worth it, and it's not a loss."
After waiting for a long time, his uncle did not come, and Sang Liang's face became even darker.
It's probably because the uncle hasn't woken up from bed...
Sang Liang's idol was still burdened with heavy burdens, so he stayed in the consultation room and didn't go anywhere.
Close the door of the consultation room and stop business. If someone comes in at this time and sees this kind of high-energy scene, it’s really wonderful...
Although many people don't know that Sang Liang is the main system, it doesn't mean that Sang Liang has no self-esteem.
The self-esteem and image of the main system.
To put it simply, Sang Liang wanted face, and he wanted face very much.
(End of this chapter)