Chapter 204 Chen He's Meeting Ceremony

Early in the morning, Chen He drove the second-hand Volkswagen to the downstairs of the company.

During the days when he moved to Changwan District, he dealt with various trivial matters during the day and practiced hard at night. He believed that he would return to the mage realm soon.

The cultivation of Tianshi Dao is smoother and smoother, especially with the assistance of Liuku Immortal Thief, the progress should not be too fast, it can only be described as a thousand miles a day.

As soon as the car was parked, the girl behind stood at the intersection of this busy street and looked around.

Sister Zhao Yunye is wearing a white sweater and floral dress today, she is gentle, pleasant, beautiful and generous.

A head of beautiful hair was specially tied into a bun, and a delicate hairpin was pinned on it, which had the demeanor of a classical beauty.

With a well-proportioned figure, neither fat nor thin, she quietly waited behind Chen He with a small white bag.

"arrive!"

Chen He pointed to the window sill on the second floor, a row of windows was pasted with the words Lingjiang Demon Hunting Company.

Zhao Yunye raised his head and took a look, without any objection, followed Chen He upstairs.

As soon as I went up the stairs, I heard impassioned voices in the company, who else is it not Lao Wang?

A man and a woman at the front desk were listening attentively to Lao Wang telling them about the thrilling incident of the water plant yesterday, as if he was the one who had personally experienced the incident.

Eyebrows were beaming, saliva was flying, and he almost jumped on the table and yelled loudly.

Seeing Chen He coming in from the door, Old Wang came in and ran up to him courteously: "Come here, let me introduce you, this is Master Zhao He from our company."

"What master?" Chen He, who just came to the company, looked confused. What kind of moth is this old Wang doing?

I saw the man and woman in front of me seriously looking at Chen He, feeling unfamiliar.

When the other party was looking at Chen He, Chen He was also looking at them. He was dressed in professional attire, very formally dressed, and he didn't know what his identity was.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, we are from Blue Pool Investment Company. I just heard about your company's deeds and think it is worth investing in. Are you really a master demon hunter?"

"No! I'm just a third-level demon hunter, and I'm an outsider!"

Chen He ignored Lao Wang's winking, and spoke calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the two looked at Lao Wang almost at the same time, and Lao Wang felt embarrassed.

"No, listen to my explanation, our Master Zhao He..."

The two looked at each other, and before Lao Wang finished speaking, they picked up their briefcases and left without any hesitation.

Lao Wang wanted to chase him out, but was grabbed by Chen He: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Lao Wang beat his feet and chest for a while, staring at the door for a long time, unable to speak: "Scream, what a good opportunity just now? I have called so many times, and my mouth is worn out. It was not easy for someone to invest in our firm. As a result, you lost all your words."

This guy wants to cry but has no tears, as if a lot of money has just left him.

"Are you short of money?" Need to attract investment from outside investment companies? "Chen He was a little speechless.

"Of course it's lacking. If you have money, you can recruit soldiers and buy horses to create greater glories. I don't want the company to fall into my hands. It is my painstaking effort."

Chen He shook his head: "It's always bad to lie to people, won't people investigate? If the truth is found out, your small company won't be able to pay enough."

Pharaoh sighed, didn't think of this step, and sat down on the chair with a slumped face.

I was indeed a little bit drifting, first there was Chen He's 30 shares, and then there was the proud turnaround last night, which almost made the old man who is over 60 think that he can make a comeback and create another glories.

However, Chen He gave himself a big surprise early the next morning.

"Sorry, I didn't think that much!" Old Wang hesitated.

Chen He was a little speechless, and said, "It's not a good decision to entrust your fate to those so-called investment companies. What do you think about changing from a boss to a senior wage earner all of a sudden?"

In the office area, Wang Yong and Wang Yangming, who had come here earlier, couldn't help laughing.

Apparently, it was the first time they saw Lao Wang deflated, being taught a lesson by Chen He, and they couldn't even say a word.

"Smile, laugh, laugh, if it wasn't for Zhao He yesterday, would you two have come back alive?"

The two immediately shut up and sat upright.

Chen He didn't talk nonsense, straight to the point, directly threw out a sealed cloth bag, and slammed it on the counter with a bang.

"What is this?" Lao Wang was puzzled.

"Good stuff, look at it."

Pharaoh curiously picked up the cloth bag, why is it shaped like a head?

Gently opening the bag, Lao Wang immediately covered his mouth and nose, and a stench came over his face, almost causing Lao Wang to vomit on the spot.

Smelling the smell, Wang Yong and his nephew also rushed over and stared into the bag.

"I'll go, nigga."

"Is this the head of the nigger?"

The two recognized the contents of the bag at a glance.

I saw Old Wang looking at Chen He with a strange expression: "You must have done that sewer zombie mission, right? That's a gangster."

"Is there a problem?" Chen He looked calm.

Lao Wang immediately changed his face and squeezed out a bright smile: "No problem, no problem."

"Wait, it's not over yet!"

As he spoke, Chen He took out the ghost bead: "This is the ghost bead of the blood-colored ghost, and this is the ghost bead of the vampire, you can take it to the Demon Hunt Bureau to redeem the prize."

The bloody ghost ghost bead king still thinks it is normal, but the soul-sucking ghost bead is outrageous. It is a special ghost, a special ghost that even first-level demon hunters find troublesome.

And what happened to the dozens of translucent ghost beads in front of him?Is there a nest in one pot?

"By the way, let me ask, how much is the official purchase price of ghost beads at the level of resentful souls?"

"It depends on the quality. Generally, it is estimated to range from several thousand to tens of thousands, and the best one is one hundred thousand plus."

"Then what about mine?" Chen He held up the blood-colored ghost bead in his hand.

I saw Wang Yong holding it to observe carefully, but he was snatched away by the old Wang just after taking a second look: "Tsk tsk tsk, this is the best product, and it also contains the spirit body of the bloody ghost, which can be used for junior sealers to practice ghost sealing. This is estimated to be more than [-]."

Lao Wang wore glasses and said with determination.

Then he picked up the translucent ghost beads next to them, these are the ghost beads of soul suckers.

I couldn't help but exclaim in amazement: "It really is a ghost bead that absorbs ghosts. I never thought that I could still see this special ghost bead in my lifetime. It's interesting, really interesting."

"Is there a problem?" Chen He asked.

"Problem? Of course no problem. I heard that ghost beads can strengthen the spirit of a demon hunter, and can give birth to the rarest spiritual masters and sealers. Even the lowest level, the official price is more than [-] yuan." .”

Lao Wang's hands suddenly became trembling, and he suddenly realized that the more than 20 beads on the table were all ghost beads. How much does it cost?

When he looked at the ghost bead with purple light, he was stunned.

"This is the matrix, the ghost beads of the ghost matrix?" Old Wang was completely dumbfounded.

"Well, there is indeed a mother who wanted to escape, but I chopped it down with a knife." Chen He said casually.

"It was cut with a knife..."

Lao Wang stared at Chen He closely, and he felt more and more that Chen He was not just a master?

"How much is this worth?" Chen He asked.

Lao Wang scratched his head and scratched his head to estimate the price, and Wang Yong who was next to him had already raised his mobile phone: "Dad, there is a price, and the price is more than 200 million!"

"hiss……"

The three present could not help but gasp.

(End of this chapter)

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