My Doomsday Women's Army

Wang Ting didn't know anything about what happened between the manager and the male guest just now. If she knew, she would be trembling and waiting to be silenced.

"Oh yeah? You're doing well, what's your name?"

Chen Jing smiled, and Wang Ting was flattered, "I'm the manager! My name is Wang Ting!" Usually, they were led by a few team leaders, and even the deputy manager was rare.

"Wang Ting, good, you do well, I think you are very good."

With a smile on her face, Chen Jing walked towards the sofa area as if nothing had happened. This time, two level 2 stone-skinned female bodyguards followed behind her...

This time, Chen Jing thought very clearly that if he tried to mess with her again later, she didn't dare to yell, so she brought bodyguards in, so he wouldn't dare to mess around.

But her action immediately aroused Liu Xiaomo's vigilance!

The two women who came in were all high-end women's military uniforms unique to the City Lord's Mansion. They couldn't see their wrists, but they both had faint brown marks between their brows.

What the hell are two level 2 stone skin men!

No matter what level the stone-skinned people are, Liu Xiaomo's skills are designed to defeat stone-skinned people. They are like pieces of paper under his own air blade.

Even if Luo Ye, the city lord, came here in person, in front of Liu Xiaomo, it would be a matter of one knife!

However, what is she trying to do with the two stone skin men now?

Soon his edible salt will be auctioned. The manager suddenly went out and brought two level 2 stone skin men. Liu Xiaomo immediately became suspicious, "What are you doing?" He stood up from the sofa, his right hand was about to close. to touch the left wrist...

The two stone-skinned female warriors stared at Liu Xiaomo and did not answer. Chen Jing quickly explained with a smile, "Oh, they, they are my bodyguards. I saw them working hard at the door, let them come in for a drink, Mr. Liu, You don't mind, do you?"

"I mind."

Liu Xiaomo glanced at the women vigilantly. Now that the salt and fish are in their hands, he didn't want to get too stiff, "It's enough for me to have an appraiser here, you all go out, I don't So many people are needed."

He didn't believe that an ordinary trading floor manager would have two level 2 stoneskin bodyguards.

"Is that so?"

In front of her bodyguards, Chen Jing had never lost face so much before, she was a little embarrassed, "Alright then, go to the door and wait."

Let him see that he has bodyguards at the door, so he shouldn't dare to mess around, right?

"I said no."

At first, there was still a little affection for the female manager, but now it is gone, "I don't need anyone to accompany me here, you all go out now, and it's enough to keep her here."

Liu Xiaomo insisted on chasing people away, so what does it mean to have two level 2 stone-skinned people at his door?Want to tell me that I can't get out even if I get the money?Then you can try it!

It's not that he's suspicious, no matter who it is, if they suddenly win a grand prize of 500 million or even 5000 million, and the awarding company shoots two masters to follow you for no reason, no one will feel uncomfortable!What the hell does this mean?

damn it!It was the first time in Chen Jing's life that she was chased away by a man, and now she walked out in such a disheveled manner, wouldn't my old lady lose face?

Moreover, I still haven't figured out where I got this batch of salt...

But what should we do now?He was going to drive him away, how could he stay in such a shameless manner?Feeling the burning on her face, Chen Jing really wanted to let the bodyguard beat him to death right now!

"First, sir..."

"I said, I don't need so many people here!"

"Oh, what are you doing! Don't! You, you met me again... bastard!"

With a bang, Liu Xiaomo personally closed the door of room 609. At the door, the beautiful female manager who refused to go out almost hit her nose, "Bastard! Bastard! Big bastard! I really want to accompany you!" And you!"

She cursed angrily, but immediately thought that there was something wrong with what she said. Sure enough, looking back, the two female bodyguards who were kicked out were secretly looking at her...

……

At this moment, the big red words "The last item in this auction" appeared on the big TV screen in room 609...

Immediately afterwards, the promotional photo that had been advertised on the screen this afternoon appeared on the TV screen. Five bags of edible salt were neatly placed together, with the words "Gonghai Edible Salt Co., Ltd." printed on it... …

The highlight of the night has finally begun!

Chapter 1 Fourteen: The show has just begun

"Fuck! Look at the reserve price! 1600 million... 1600?? Why is it [-] million?"

"Oh, don't tell me, it's really true, 5 bags of edible salt sell for 1600 million?? Then the appraiser of the City Lord's Mansion is crazy? How is this price based?"

"That's right, 1600 million, I'm afraid it can buy our entire Fallen Leaf City, right? It must be the wrong price for the special code."

"No! That's not right, look carefully... You look at the detailed introduction of these salts, why is it not 5 bags? 16 bags? Look at the bottom, the bid is 16 bags, 80 grams! "

……

The auction of the last item officially started. The publicity picture still uses the selection picture of "5 bags" of edible salt, but the quantity indicated at the bottom is: 50 kilograms of edible salt, a total of 16 bags, 80 grams.

16 bags, 80 grams?

According to the transaction price of the auction at noon today, 1 bullets per 20 gram of edible salt, 80 grams is exactly the reserve price of 1600 million bullets!

1600 million bullets!

I'm stupid! 1600 million!All the old women in Fallen Leaf City are not worth so much!

How many Chen Qiaoqiao can I buy?

When everyone saw the display picture clearly, the trading hall exploded in an instant!

"What kind of idiot sold this, right? 1600 million, who could come up with so much money and just buy a few bags of salt to take home? Do you have a bag in your head?"

"That's right, grass, 1 gram 20 bullets, is this crazy about money?"

"Haha, 1600 million bullets, I'm afraid this fool has lacked maternal love since he was a child, right? I'll put here what I said today. If the price can go up a bit today, I'll live broadcast tomorrow and kiss the crazy mother." Son."

There was a roar of laughter...

However, just when their laughter reached its peak, the red countdown numbers on the electronic display screen seemed to pause for half a second...

1610 million.

These laughters were like a crowing rooster suddenly being strangled by someone, and the entire trading hall was filled with breathless silence...

Then someone asked in a low voice: "Who said just now that he wanted to kiss the mother madman?"

1610……

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The promotional photo is "5 bags" of edible salt, but when it was shot, it was 16 bags at a time.