I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 271 One Story 300 Million
in the mushroom house.

After chatting with Ye Qing for more than an hour, Zong Qinghou took the initiative to bid farewell to Ye Qing and left with his daughter Zong Li.

The purpose of his coming to Taohuayuan Village is to visit.

Now that I have visited and got a promise from the old man, he is already very satisfied.

So I dare not disturb any more.

When he was in contact with the old man before, he knew that the old man seldom chatted with others.

Even if there is communication, it will not be too long.

So he was wise enough to propose to leave first.

Seeing Zong Qinghou leave, the others quickly sat down beside the old man.

Knowing that the old man knew the Zong family, Zi Feng gave up the seat next to him to others.

In fact, when the old man was talking with Zong Qinghou, the others were sitting at the door and whispering why Zong Qinghou made a sudden visit.

But none of them dared to eavesdrop or greet Zong Qinghou.

Now that people are gone, why don't they hurry up and listen.

From the way they gossip one by one, you can see how eager they are.

"Old man, is the happy boss also someone you helped?"

"Why didn't you mention him?"

"Yeah, I also found out that Mr. Zong treats you the same way Mr. Yang treats you. Could it be that Lehaha Company is also yours?"

Several people hurriedly asked the doubts in their hearts.

"Stop, stop buzzing like a swarm of bees."

Ye Qing listened to the different questions that came to his ears for a moment, and quickly stopped several people.

These children are curious because they are curious, and it's not like he doesn't answer them.

Can't you ask them one by one?
"Old man, I have a long relationship with the Zong family. The kid came to visit after seeing the show."

"Quite a long time?"

"I didn't even hear how famous this family was before?"

"That's all you want to hear?"

Ye Qing raised his brows as he watched the gossiping faces of a few people.

"Mmmmmmm..."

Several people nodded frantically in response.

"A story is not something you can just listen to if you want to."

"How much did you say?"

Wang Sicong's performance now is very rich.

He still knows about Lehaha Company, and he often drank it when he was a child.

It's just that there is a problem with the company's operation now, so it is gradually forgotten by everyone.

Childhood memories have a lot to do with the old man, so why isn't he curious.

And if Zong Qinghou came to the old man for help, not to mention that he could learn from the old man how to make Lehaha Company go up against the wind, he could also try to participate, right?

So pay some money to listen to a story, and by the way, you can learn from the old man's business skills.

Well spent.

"You are really generous with your money, old man, do I look like someone who is so short of money?"

Ye Qing listened to Wang Sicong's words and looked at him with an indescribable meaning in his eyes.

It's not impossible for this kid to want to buy his story with money.

If he has money and willfulness, then he will help spend it.

"This is also true. Your wealth is as rich as a country, so I can agree to the conditions you ask."

"No, no, no, old man, I'm short of money. Since you, the kid, said yes, it's easy to say, 300 million for a story."

"What?"

Wang Sicong's eyes widened in disbelief.

300 million for a story?

This old man is probably crazy about money!

As far as his net worth is not even a drop in the bucket in front of the old man, it can only be said to be insignificant.

Just like that, the old man even asked him for 300 million yuan for a story?

joke.

Does he look like a fool?

"I knew you kid would talk big every day, that's all, pack up the tools for work and plant trees."

Ye Qing stood up and glanced at Wang Sicong with disgust.

That look is full of the meaning that you, the kid, don't mean anything, and say you can agree, agree, yes, yes.

"Wait a minute, isn't it only 300 million, it's my tribute to you."

Seeing the meaning in Ye Qing's eyes, Wang Sicong gritted his molars.

Well, it's too early to talk big.

If he doesn't listen, his reputation for talking too much will spread throughout the country after the day is over.

Row.

If you don't do it, you have to do it.

You're just awesome, old man, really awesome.

Isn't it just 300 million for a story, and he can still afford the 300 million.

But Wang Sicong never thought that he had heard more than one story.

"You transfer the money to Zifeng girl first, and then talk about it. You should be able to understand the money and the goods."

Ye Qing still had doubts about Wang Shicong on his face.

But he secretly smiled in his heart.

This stinky boy just can't stand the provocation.

Look, just one sentence, a story of 300 million dare to pay.

That old man, I will give you a good lesson today.

But money still has to be collected.

Otherwise, how to have a long memory, calm your temper in the future, and don't fall into the bait when you are agitated.

"Okay, report the account number."

Wang Sicong took out his mobile phone and started to operate.

Zhang Zifeng on the side looked at Ye Qing anxiously.

Is she really going to take the money?
Is 300 million for a story too expensive?
But seeing her grandfather nodding in affirmation, she had no choice but to report her account number.

When he saw the account message, he nodded like a grandfather responding.

"Girl, pour this brat a cup of tea."

As soon as Ye Qing saw his girl's response when she received the money, she sat down and smiled to Zifeng, and then began to preach.

"If you want to talk about the relationship between the old man and the Zong family, this time can be traced back to the residence of the ancestor of the Zong family, but I almost forgot about it at that time, so I won't talk about it."

"???"

Wang Sacong looked at Ye Qing with a question mark on his face.

What kind of story is this?

When he had just started to gain momentum and he was ready to listen carefully, why didn't you say a word to him?

"..."

The others also looked at the old man blankly.

Just looking at the old man's posture, he felt like a storyteller.

And they are the listeners.

When all the atmosphere is just right, what does the old man say?
Is this old man joking?
It's over like this, can't Tie Cong die of anger?

"Why are you so worried? I haven't said anything yet, just to tease you."

Ye Qing picked up the teacup with a smile, cleared her throat, and then began her [-]th meridian.

If he was asked to tell about the earliest clan, he really couldn't tell.

Since the story fee is charged, he will also be a little professional.

"..."

Everyone was speechless, but they dared not speak.

And teased them, but it wasn't funny at all.

But what they can say and nothing they can say.

The audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

The old man looked so serious that he would play such a trick with them.

"Look at their sluggishness. They almost really thought that it was a story like 300 million bought back."

"I'm dying of laughter, the old man is simply too funny."

"Whoever leaves it alone will be frightened."

"However, is the 300 million yuan a story too expensive? I don't know if there is any price control in the live broadcast room. The price the old man asked for has already violated the law."

"Even if there is, I will just pretend that I can't see it. Who is the old man, and it was Tie Cong who agreed first."

"That's right, let's not worry about that."

"But listening to the old man's tone, it's not as simple as just one story."

"Don't guess what the old man is thinking, let's just listen quietly without paying."

(End of this chapter)