"Then what kind of mascot is good? I ask Master for advice." Mrs. Murong was very anxious.
Yang Zimei smiled lightly and said nothing.
"No matter how much money it takes, I will give it..." Mrs. Murong said anxiously.
"The old lady still owes me the trigram gold. If I remember correctly, you may have said that I can take the trigram gold?" Yang Zimei raised his brows.
Old Mrs. Murong was taken aback, and looked at her nervously, worried that she would open her mouth like a lion.
"The hexagram money I need is not high, only 100,000, but you have to donate 3 million to charity." Yang Zimei said. It's not that she is not greedy, but that she can't, otherwise, she will be punished by the gods. However, she has to make Mrs. Murong bleed profusely, so as to make her look down on her before, so let them do charity.
Murong Yunqing was burdened with human life and a lot of grievances. Only by accumulating good karma can he be better protected.
It's also for his own good.
Hearing what she said, although Mrs. Murong felt sorry for the money, she didn't dare to say anything more, after all, they only charged 100,000.
Murong Yunqing has been watching from the sidelines, watching the conversation between her and his mother, and roughly guessing what happened between them.
Yang Zimei saved his life, not to mention more than three million yuan, even if it was his entire net worth, he was willing to give it away.
To his surprise, Yang Zimei only collected 100,000, while the rest was donated.
He looks at her—
I saw her beautiful face with a calm expression, and her star-like pupils seemed to see through everything in the world.
This is a girl who is only fifteen years old!
But how can he be like an old man who has experienced countless vicissitudes and finally returned to indifference
Yang Zimei noticed that he was looking at him, and smiled faintly, "Although I don't have a mascot now, it doesn't rule out that you don't have one in your store. I'll help you pick one, but there is a fee for it. One hundred thousand dollars."
Her tone at the moment was very much like a miser.
What a mysterious girl!
It is impossible to say that I am not interested in her.
He really wanted to lift all her veils one by one to see what kind of person she was and what she had experienced.
He also asked for her information.
But the information obtained is very simple. A rural girl, disabled for some reason, went to the mountain to heal with an old Taoist priest and learned physiognomy. After staying for ten years, Fang went down the mountain to study in the city with her parents.
If there is something strange, it is to learn physiognomy from an old Taoist priest.
In this world, there are more than thousands of people who study physiognomy? What's more, he also found out that the Taoist priest seemed to be an ordinary Taoist priest, not well-known, and he didn't have any outstanding talents.
Everything is this girl's talent
Yang Zimei didn't care about Murong Yunqing's speculation about her, but just asked him to take her to his jade room.
Murong Yunqing naturally showed her his private collection first.
Seeing the collectibles exuding the fluorescence of antiques, Yang Zimei was really envious. These are all genuine products. After counting them, there are no less than thirty pieces. It is estimated that any one of them will cost more than a million. Gao Guyu, I heard from Song Xuan before that it is worth hundreds of millions, or even priceless.
What a rich man!
Yang Zimei murmured in her heart, thinking secretly, if she had privately collected so many genuine products, it would be like sitting on a golden mountain, and she would never have to eat or drink for the rest of her life.