Wen Ran took Hua Yao's place, stood in front of Sun Caicai, and waited for the guests to go upstairs.

The person who came had gray hair and a wise light flashed in his eyes, and when he saw Wen Ran, he was slightly stunned and asked in an old voice, "Has the boss changed?" ”

Is this a guest who has been to the pawnshop?

Sun Caicai has not seen it, and it is not in the records of the pawnshop. Therefore, the face is full of doubts.

Wen Ran's face was calm, and he said, "Please inside." ”

The old man frowned, his face dissatisfied, but he did not speak. Living on crutches, I walked to the hospitality area and sat on the sofa.

The Sanchuan pawnshop is that dark color.

The black base is painted with red manzhu sawa, which looks a little bewitching. Especially after death when the lights are dimmed, it will give people a mysterious atmosphere.

The old man seemed to have experienced many things, and he did not panic at all, and when he didn't see the boss, he closed his eyes and refused to communicate.

"What do you want?"

Qingli's voice sounded, and the old man opened his eyes and saw the appearance of the person who came, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Beautiful but not demonic, glamorous but not vulgar.

A smile and a smile are full of charm.

"Don't you know?"

The old man's attitude had changed, and he was more respectful and awe-inspiring.

Hua Yao's long hair had been mopped for two meters, and the tips of her hair were filled with a demonic red, as if she had been immersed in blood.

There was a flash of light, refracting red rays.

"People's hearts will change, and they will deceive people."

She never makes easy choices.

That's not the purpose of her existence.

The old man sighed, "You are indeed the same as the legend." ”

"Oh, the legend says I'm supposed to be a businessman in the middle of the word." Hua Yao didn't answer at all, and even her eyes were a little cold.

The old man also stopped talking nonsense, "I have only one wish, and that is the prosperity of my family." ”

"Do you think you're worth it?"

This contemptuous tone, if replaced by others, would have been angry a long time ago.

The old man still sat firmly on the Diaoyutai platform, "You are a businessman, and the businessman naturally has a bargaining theory." I don't want my family to prosper for thousands of years, it's okay for a hundred years, right? ”

"Heh, are you asking me to help the abuse?"

After Hua Yao finished speaking unceremoniously, the old man's face changed suddenly, "The old man has never done anything that hurts the heavens and reason. ”

"Your existence is a curse."

Hua Yao's tone was aggressive.

After a while, the old man was depressed, "Can't you save it?" ”

"A hundred years later, ensure that your family has a lone seedling who can take on the responsibility of the rise of the family."

Hua Yao gave her bottom line.

The old man pondered for a moment, "Is it really irretrievable?" ”

"Heaven is a good cycle, and it depends on who God spares?"

Hua Yao snorted coldly.

If you want the family to prosper forever, in addition to being strict with yourself, you must also restrain your clansmen. A person who can't even control the few members of his own family dares to hope that his family will prosper, which is simply wishful thinking.

"...... in 100 years"

The old man was still struggling, his straight back bent down, and only desolation remained.

Hua Yao's sneering eyes made the old man unable to speak.

He was stunned for a long time, and finally spoke again, "Please show me another way." ”

"The eldest grandson of your youngest son."

The old man stood up and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your advice." ”

"Not necessarily. Just leave what I want. ”

Sun Caicai took the contract, and the old man pressed his handprint on it and left the inn.

A few days later.

Wen Ran saw the newspaper and found that the old man was dead. The death of the old man caused a very big sensation, the old man called each son separately before he died, and finally the three sons of the family property were divided equally, only the least of the old three, and went abroad directly with things.

Wen Ran looked at Na's long hair that was an inch red, and asked worriedly, "Is it really out of the way?" ”