My Master is Lin Zhengying

"yes!

Soybeans can have such a high income.

This is too exaggerated! "

Qingqing didn't believe it.

Jiale also nodded.

Nan Chen smiled wryly:

"There is no such thing as a cheap lunch.

If you go, you will only regret it.

Moreover, it takes half a year to get to this place by boat..."

As soon as Nan Chen said this, he attracted a propaganda youth.

The young man walked over with the poster in his hand:

"Hey, America is on the other side of the ocean.

It is the most advanced country in the world today.

People there are lazy, but rich.

People from our side have a high income naturally.

come and see.

If you go there, I will tell the manager that I will give you fifteen oceans a month.

Pack and eat.

When soybeans come back in the middle of the year, there are about a hundred oceans left!

Hehehe, not bad! "

After finishing speaking, the young man handed the promotional poster in his hand to Nan Chen.

Nan Chen glanced at it, and there was a map on it.

And a striking reminder of the twelve oceans each month.

Nan Chen smiled faintly:

"Sorry, we're not interested!"

After speaking, he handed the promotional poster in his hand to him.

The young man still wanted to say a few words.

If he didn't fool a "piggy", there would be an ocean reward.

Now "Piggy" is getting harder and harder to fool.

So they all ran to the pier to fool those outsiders who came to Jinling City.

The guy continued to smile on the surface and said:

"Guys, what I said is true.

Foreigners make good money..."

But as soon as the words were said, Boss Qian followed with two bodyguards.

Seeing this young man fooling Nanchen and the others, his face immediately changed.

Coldly said:

"Ma San'er, are you pulling piggies again?"

When the young man saw Boss Qian, his face changed slightly.

Hastily nodded and took a step forward:

"Qian, Boss Qian, are you also on this boat?"

Boss Qian put his hands behind his back:

"Well, these few are my honored guests of Qian.

Do you want to fool them into becoming pigs in Southeast Asia, or slaves in North America? "

When the young man heard this, his face turned green.

He is a horse boy, an errand runner, and a low-level person.

Boss Qian is different.

The famous Qian Baqian in Jinling City.

The existence of utterly rich.

It's not something he, a low-level pony, can afford.

"Yo!