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Chapter 357: This Price Is Impossible

"Young Master Shen, don't be angry. It's okay, it's okay, I'm going to make this number..."

Gongsun Baili glanced at the little disciple Youwei, then looked at Shen Wuchang. Not only did he not have any intention of being angry, but he smiled with a spring breeze on his face, then stretched out his right hand and stretched out his five fingers in front of everyone and shook it.

Gongsun Baili's hand was like a bear's paw, and his five fingers were like small hammers, making people wonder whether his fingers were stretched out or unable to hold them up.

"What?! Five..., Five thousand gold?! You come up with a price of five thousand gold per piece, this, this price..."

The little disciple Youwei instantly widened his eyes, his mouth almost reached the back of his head, and his face was full of displeasure.

"If you are promising, don't be rude and don't retreat!"

Shin Wuchang seemed to be really angry this time.

"Hehe..., maybe, Mr. Shen, I just said that I want all the five fourth-grade Baosheng pills on your side..."

"What?! Not a five thousand gold? If you want all five, you will only give five thousand gold! No, no, definitely not. Although this is your territory, you can't take advantage of the situation! No, no, definitely not..."

Youwei, who was about to continue to retreat, suddenly jumped up, his eyes widened, and he looked at Gongsun Baili in anger, his little head shaking like a slut.

Shen Wuchang's brows frowned again. This time he did not stop Youyi. He also felt that Gongsun Baili was a little too much, and his face changed slightly inadvertently.

"Young master, don't worry, I mean I'll ask for all five, but I didn't say I'll give you five thousand gold..."

Gongsun Baili said calmly.

"What?! It's not five thousand gold, do you want to give five hundred gold? If it's really five hundred gold, it's better, it's better for us masters and apprentices to chew it ourselves. Haha..."

At this time, Youwei calmed down and was actually excited.

"Yes, master, let's go, don't waste time here with him. Obviously he has no sincerity to discuss business with us. It's better to find a real buyer. Don't wait for a while for Marquis Simon of Warner to really leave."

Another disciple and Youwei around Shen Wuchang were like little chickens who were blown away, pulling Shen Wuchang away.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen, don't worry! I've misunderstood, misunderstood. I'm not five thousand gold, nor five hundred gold, but fifty thousand gold, fifty thousand gold!"

Gongsun Baili, who had been calm and calm, hurriedly raised his hand, tried his best to spread his five fingers and shook them hard.

"What? 50,000 gold! You didn't lie to us, are you? You have to keep your word..."

Youwei dripped and turned around, blinked his eyes and looked at Gongsun Baili, with a golden light flashing in his eyes.

"I said, what's going on with you little disciple? Who is my father?! He is the richest man in a radius of a hundred miles! He spits out and is a nail. When he stomps his feet, the ground in a radius of a hundred miles will tremble three times! Can you lie to you?!"

The person who spoke was not someone else, but Gongsun Baili's son. The famous slutty young man in a radius of 100 miles was Gongsun Wuji who was good at eating, drinking, gamblers, and gambling. In fact, from the beginning, Gongsun Wuji had been standing behind Gongsun Baili, but Gongsun Baili's body was too large, blocking the thin and withered Gongsun Wuji. Now seeing someone dare to speak like this in front of his father, he hurriedly jumped out and wanted to show it in front of him.

"You two are back, and don't talk. No one will think you are mute. Who is the shopkeeper Gongsun? He is a person with status. Since he has said that, there is no possibility of remorse."

Shen Wuchang had a tense face and glared at the two little disciples fiercely. Then he changed into a smile as if he had a "face change", and said, "I'm sorry, the shopkeeper Gongsun, I'm so embarrassed! He was in charge of the disciples, and offended them, and offended them..."

"Gongsun shopkeeper, the young men said the wrong thing just now in a hurry. Please don't remember the villain's mistakes, don't be angry with us..."

"Yes, Gongsun Dashang Manager, the matter came too suddenly. We didn't react for a while, so we were rude. Please forgive me."

Shen Wuchang and the two little disciples' expressions became so fast, just like they were flipping a book. In just a moment, their attitude towards Gongsun Baili made a big turn of 180 degrees. The two little disciples were even more respectful and did not dare to make a fortune, for fear that their actions would scare the God of Wealth in front of them if they were a little bigger.

"Mr. Shen, now we can go have a drink?"

Gongsun Baili's expression still has not changed, and she still has a smile on her face, as if she always looks like Maitreya Buddha. Often, there are two types of people who do not show their emotions, one is facial paralysis, and the other is a person who is very cunning and has long been indifferent to everything.

"That..., yes, yes, of course, yes, yes..."

Shen Wuchang kept hunching his hands, a little embarrassed, but now he can't take care of that much. He is the God of Wealth, 50,000 gold, that's a total of 50,000 gold! If it were put in the past, it would be equivalent to the annual income of the entire Xuanyi Society! By the way, although everyone is friends, Shen Wuchang is still a little different from Wu Mingtang, Hao Datong and Peng Shui Brother, but this is not reflected in his pursuit of interests.

"Okay, Mr. Shen, little brothers, please..."

Gongsun Baili put the word "please" and then led the way in front. His huge body was swaying like a moving hill.

In fact, he didn't need to lead the way. All the waiters had gathered together long ago. That was the owner of the restaurant owner. Who wouldn't want to show their face? Seeing Gongsun Baili walking towards the room she had prepared long ago, everyone flashed to the sides, forming a passage that extended to the door of the private room. A well-dressed middle-aged man was standing respectfully at the door. The man was not someone else, but the owner of the restaurant. Now that the boss behind the scenes came, he was naturally ready to serve him at any time.
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