Chapter 141: 300 million incense burner

Chapter 141 Three Million Incense Burners

Naturally not everyone can enter the upper floor, so Zhuo Bufan was directly blocked by two bodyguards at the crossing on the third floor. "Sir, sorry, you can't enter without Mr. Zhou's invitation."

Zhuo Bufan took a look. It turned out to be a living room with a dozen people sitting in it. It is estimated that these people are the real boss-level figures in Zhongzhou.

"Mr. Zhuo is famous and powerful, so why can't he go in?" Master Wu stood up and said loudly at this time.

Zhuo Bufan certainly disdains arguing with his bodyguards. Naturally, this kind of thing can only be done by Master Wu. Seeing Master Wu’s blushing and thick neck, Zhuo Bufan feels a little more fond of him, maybe he can teach him. He has something that will allow him to step into the threshold of monasticism in his lifetime.

The bodyguard remained motionless: "I'm sorry, without Mr. Zhou's instructions, we really can't let you in, everyone, don't make us embarrassed..."

As he was talking, a loud voice suddenly came from inside, "Let them in."

The speaker was Zhou Paxiang, who was sitting in the first place. He had already noticed the situation at the entrance of the corridor. He hesitated for a while before speaking, and the bodyguard stepped aside: "Please!"

In the living room on the third floor, there are a dozen Zhang Nan carved wooden chairs, divided into two rows. In the front are two chairs Zhou Paxiang and Dongfang Yi sitting on them, and on the lower right are Xu Huan and Lian Zhou Yi. Juniors like Yan Chunyi can only stand behind.

Sitting below are also representatives of the wealthy Zhongzhou family. Many young girls are standing. Only the most qualified people sit on the chairs. When everyone sees Zhuo Bufan and his group, there are doubts in their eyes. They are ordinary teenagers. Tong, a girl looks like Zhong Lingmin, and there is also a silver-haired old man in a long gown and a man who looks like a tower. Is it strange that these people stand together?

Dongfang Yi put down the porcelain tea cup in his hand and looked at Master Wu with a faint smile and said, "Master Wu, long time no see." Although he said hello, he didn't mean to get up.

Master Wu glanced at him lightly, "Mr. Dongfang, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Paixiang nodded lightly, "Let's show Master Wu a seat." Soon the two bodyguards brought out a chair and placed it in the last position. In his opinion, a junior like Zhuo Bufan was not enough to have a seat.

However, in the next scene, both Dongfang Yi and Zhou Baxiang were surprised. They saw Master Wu respectfully standing aside, and Zhuo Bufan sitting in a chair. Isn't this kid an apprentice of Master Wu? Otherwise, there is no reason for the apprentice to sit down and the master to stand.

"Huh, what kind of person? I'm following here again. It's really annoying." Zhou Yi stood beside his father and rolled his eyes.

Yan Chunyi smiled helplessly, but did not speak, but she felt the strong aura faintly revealed from Zhuo Bufan, almost overwhelming all the wealthy Zhongzhou present.

Zhou Paixiang and Dongfang are far from taking care of Zhuo Bufan and others. Zhou Paixiang said: "Boss, we can gather here today. It is all for giving me some face to Zhou. If you have any good things to share with you. a bit."

"Oh Amitabha." At this time, the monk who had just entered suddenly stood up, his eyes could not be opened with laughter, "The poor monk just happened to have a good thing in his hand to show everyone."

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on the monk and Taoist priest, and there was a hint of curiosity in their eyes.

The monk opened the wooden box in his hand, and suddenly a brass censer greeted his eyes. The shape was simple and exquisite, leaving many gaps and small holes. A faint musky scent spread in an instant, but Zhuo Bufan frowned, his hand Secretly pinched a Fa Jue, an invisible aura barrier directly shrouded the four of them.

Master Wu, Qianwu, and Lian Shijian naturally couldn't smell this scent. As for other wealthy and Zhou Pai people who smelled this scent of musk, their faces suddenly showed an expression of enjoyment, and they all felt relaxed and their minds instantly relaxed. Come down.

Dongfang Yi was even more surprised and shocked on his face. Ordinary people only felt that the scent could relieve fatigue, but he felt the faint aura on the incense burner. This is actually a magical artifact, and if the incense burner is used when practicing If you put it by your side, you might be able to improve your cultivation skills.

"Is this a magic weapon?" Dongfang Yi asked dumbfounded.

The fat monk said with a smile: "Yes, Mr. Dongfang really knows the pearls. I brought this incense burner from Ganzhou. It has a certain relaxing effect, and the long-term absorption of the fragrance can make the body strong and mindful. Become more sober."

Zhou Paixiang frowned when he heard the words, and said lightly: "In the legend, none of these effective magical artifacts were born. I heard that a magical artifact appeared at the Jiashi auction in Jinzhou two months ago. But I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes this time."

As he said, Zhou Baxiang’s gaze fell on Dongfang Yi’s body. Dongfang Yi nodded lightly and said in a low voice: "Mr. Zhou, this is indeed a magical weapon. After buying it, I am willing to work hard for Mr. Zhou for three years."

"Really?" Zhou Baxiang's eyes suddenly lit up. If he can get help from Mr. Dongfang, his career will be even better.

"I don't know how much the master is asking for this incense burner?" Zhou Paixiang said, looking at the smiling monk.

The monk and the thin-faced Taoist looked at each other, nodded and stretched out three fingers and said with a smile: "Not much, not much, 300 million!"

Nowadays, when people hear his words, they can't help but take a breath. Some of these people are estimated to be worth one billion, but that is all assets, including some fixed assets, and the circulating funds are probably less than 300 million. .

"Three hundred million is too much, besides, this is just a small incense burner." Xu Huan and Dai frowned slightly, looking at Zhou Paxiang and said in a low voice.

Zhou Pai Xiang Yuguang saw the blazing heat in Dongfang Yi's eyes and hesitated. If he got Mr. Dongfang's help, he would get back three hundred million for building an extra real estate. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then three hundred million. "

The eyes of the fat monk and the thin Daochang both flashed a cold luster at the same time. As for Lian Xipo, he had already frowned. Yu Guang glanced at Lian Chi, and said in a deep voice: "Three hundred million is good for the family. a lot of pressure."

Lian Chi's face was pale with a trace of jet black, and he coughed a few times with his fist clenched, "Forget it, dad, I guess I won't be able to get rid of this disease, don't spend this money."

"Hey." Lian Xipo sighed deeply.

Others whispered to each other, after all, the transaction was three hundred million.

"Can a broken thing sell for three hundred million?" Suddenly a faint voice sounded abruptly, directly covering up the noise in the conference hall.