Boss, she asks for money to save people

Chapter 138: 1.138
To become a cultivator, it is not easy to say whether it is difficult or not.

Concentrating Qi into the body is a watershed for the success of all people in the world.

With talent, it is possible to hold Qi and enter the body in a few days or months.

For those without talent, soaking in the potion for ten or eight years is useless, and they can barely hold their energy into the body, and their cultivation speed is only one-tenth or two of that of ordinary practitioners.

So don't force anything, and you can't force it. If you join the way of cultivators reluctantly, you will only be hit endlessly by other talented cultivators in the future.

That day was really worse than death.

Ji Mo was a little dazed, feeling his body shaking and being shaken awake.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Mr. Qin's smiling face close at hand, the sun was shining brightly, which dazzled my eyes.

"If you're sleepy, go to bed early, don't play games today." Qin Yun rubbed her head helplessly, and blinked a few inches closer to her.

The man's thin lips curled slightly, and the peach blossoms in his watery eyes sparkled and seductively, "Momo, I discovered a secret of yours yesterday."

Ji Mo glared at him angrily.

Secret, you uncle, you dig all kinds of my secrets all day long, who the hell gave you the privilege?

Before Momo could open his mouth, Qin Yun smiled softly, "I found out that you hid my song privately. You also set my song Cang Hai as the ringtone for incoming calls!"

"If you want to listen, you don't need to be so troublesome. I can sing to you every day. Whenever and wherever you want to listen, I will meet your requirements."

This guy bites the word "satisfaction" very hard, and it sounds a bit lingering.

Classmate Ji Mo didn't give him any good looks, so he snorted from his small nose, and said without any anger, "Do you think you can look like a person without a recording studio?"

Without those tuners to help you tune your sound to peak performance, you'd be a piece of shit!
The little guy gave him a look with his eyes.

It's not that the song written by Dad is good, and the words written by the senior brother are also good, so I picked up a ready-made cheap one for this person for nothing.

Get cheap and sell well.

snort!snort!snort!
The little girl jumped out of the car immediately when she was done with her, and she didn't want to see Mr. Qin's reaction, so she ran away without looking back.

Mr. Qin was left alone holding the steering wheel with a depressed face, a little angry!
Without a recording studio, how can you not look like a person? ?
He said that he seemed to be very weak, as if he was relying entirely on equipment to get on the stage!
Is his voice not magnetic enough, sweet enough, lingering enough and good enough?

The little guy is really not cute.

Qin Yun decided not to argue with this flimsy little thing. If he really did, he would be pissed off by her every day.

After Mr. Qin parked the car, he received a call from Qin Xianrui, "I asked Ah Chong to call you last time. You said you didn't have much time two days ago."

"How about it, are you free tomorrow?" Qin Xianrui walked down the steps with a smile, stood in front of the hotel fountain, and asked winkingly, "Cousin, I know what my dad did is very wrong, please take a look at it." For my sake, forgive him this time."

"Since you arrested those people and didn't send them to the old man immediately, you must not want to make things big."

"It's always a family. It's easy to discuss things, isn't it?"

"It's okay to discuss. You can come here tomorrow with the gift contract of the Class A land that you photographed last time. I'll have a good talk with you."

Qin Xianrui's complexion twisted slightly, and her fingers painted with red Kodan tightly pinched the phone.

(End of this chapter)