[MTL]Super Three-child Dad: Sign In To Become the Richest Man(Part 1)

Chapter 57: You **** me?

The building is very lively, and from time to time there are people who listen to it and applaud.

At the door, there was a man in a long gown sitting on a horse bench knocking melon seeds.

Sun Feixiong walked to him and quietly lit a black coin.

The buddy knew, got up and led a few people into it.

Upstairs is the place to listen to books and drink tea. Walking inside is a small tea room with a secret door.

Followed the hidden door about a few hundred steps, and then went underground.

In front of the big iron gate, there were two more burly men guarding it.

"Master Sun is here!"

The two knew Sun Feixiong.

"This is Brother Han, my friend, come and play, you go in and say hello to Ding Ye."

Sun Feixiong politely threw a cigarette to the two of them.

"Shao Sun, others must say hello, who are you?"

"Go in, go in."

The two opened the door with a smile and let the three in.

Inside is a tea room with thousands of square meters.

There is a table of Eight Immortals in the middle, and several mahogany high-back chairs are placed around it.

Several people have been waiting.

"Young Master Sun is here, hurry up, take your seat."

"Lao Tzu has made a few treasures recently, and I am waiting for you to open my eyes."

A fat bald man with a fat head and big ears was on the way, and he greeted him with a smile.

"Master Ding, the last time you sold my vase, I asked someone to ask. You can buy it for three million."

"You killed me eight million for nothing!"

Although Sun Feixiong complained, people greeted him with smiles.

"You don't understand the old rules of our business. The comparison is insight."

"I call one hundred million, you can't look down on it, or you're not in it, right?"

Ding Ye touched his big bald head with a clear conscience on his face.

When he was seated, Sun Feixiong wanted to give up his seat, Jiang Han signaled that he did not need to, and only stood behind him.

Ding Ye and others regarded Jiang Han as a bodyguard, but no one cared.

"Master Fan!"

Sun Feixiong did not rush to sit down, and began to greet everyone present.

Jiang Han looked at Fan Qiusheng.

At this time, he was dressed in a blue shirt, and his face was white. At about 60 years old, he was born with gentleness.

Jiang Han's watch took a photo of him.

Fan Qiusheng's energy immediately appeared.

This person's appearance was immortal, but his energy field was covered with dark clouds. He was obviously a cultivator of sorcery, and his hands had no innocent blood on his hands.

And from the perspective of energy strength, I am afraid that the cultivation base is still above Xin Bai.

"Shao Sun."

Fan Qiusheng didn't notice that Jiang Han was watching him, and winked at Sun Feixiong "tacitly".

Obviously, he thought Sun Feixiong was a "chess piece" under his control.