Chapter 664, a new way to make money

In front of the bar, there was a bustling crowd of monsters, and several monsters flew up into the air and flew towards the signboard, holding the signboard in their hands and about to take it down.

The red boy was furious and shouted, "Assistant, what are you doing?!"

The angry roar startled the group of demons in front of the bar, and all the monsters turned their heads, and the few monsters holding the signboard in the air were also stunned in the air.

In the group of monsters, a leopard demon wearing a black leather coat and a big gold chain came out, smiled respectfully at the red boy and said, "Qian Kaisen, I've seen the little master." ”

It was the leopard demon who ran errands in front of the red boy before, before the saddle and behind the horse.

The red boy stepped forward in a rage, slapped the leopard demon on the top of the head, and said angrily, "What do you want to do?"

The leopard demon lowered his head when he was beaten, and said with a wry smile: "The king, the king ordered us to change the plaque. ”

The red boy shouted angrily, "Don't change it!"

The leopard demon looked embarrassed and said: "King, now the bar is the king's, what he says, we can't help it!"

Zhang Mingxuan said angrily: "Okay, what are you angry with them?"

The leopard demon hurriedly said respectfully, "Thank you Divine Monarch for your understanding." ”

The red boy ran to Zhang Mingxuan's side, hugged Zhang Mingxuan's thighs and cried: "Uncle Shi, do you see how ruthless the old cow is?!"

Zhang Mingxuan said with a smile: "I'll see what brand he changed!" ”

The red boy suddenly felt depressed in his heart, staring at a pair of bull's eyes at the signboard that was being taken down, and he was distressed! The little demon who was taking the signboard was also frightened, and his hands and feet trembled.

The leopard demon nodded to Zhang Mingxuan and smiled a few times, and then commanded the little demon to replace the little fire bull bar and install a new plaque, and the brand-new big characters shone in the sun, Iron Fan Princess Bar!

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the red boy and said, "Your mother." ”

The red boy opened his mouth slightly, and gave it to his mother? said depressedly: "Mother, how can you rob me of my things?"

Zhang Mingxuan beckoned, and the leopard demon immediately trotted over and said with a smile: "Shenjun, what do you command?"

Zhang Mingxuan asked, "What about the Bull Demon King?"

The leopard demon said: "The king should be at the song bar, and the king has gone there to change the plaque." ”

The red boy immediately pulled Zhang Mingxuan and shouted eagerly: "Uncle Shi, let's go quickly." ”

"Okay, okay, don't pull me. ”

When the two of them walked to the song bar, the plaque of the song bar was also changed, and it became: Jade Face Princess Song!

The red boy stood under the plaque of the song bar and roared angrily: "Old Niu, I'm not done with you!"

Zhang Mingxuan sighed and said: "Lao Niu's thing is authentic! ”

The red boy pulled Zhang Mingxuan and hurriedly ran towards the tobacco factory, and finally gambled on the Bull Demon King in the tobacco factory.

As soon as the red boy saw the Bull Demon King, his eyes turned red, his feet stomped on the ground, and a meteor crashed into the arms of the Bull Demon King, knocking the Bull Demon King to a stumbling one.

The red boy roared angrily, "You pay back my ......"

The Bull Demon King stretched out his hand to the red boy a little, and the red boy suddenly froze in place, swallowing half of his words into his stomach.

Zhang Mingxuan walked in and said with a smile: "Senior brother, good morning!"

When passing by the red boy, the red boy glanced at Zhang Mingxuan with pitiful eyes, uncle, you must help me!

Zhang Mingxuan turned his head and gave a positive look, don't worry! It's on Uncle Shi.

The red boy's eyes were full of excitement, it was better to be uncle! He glared at the Bull Demon King fiercely, and glared at it! Uncle Shi is a young master of the sect, he will avenge me.

The Bull Demon King stepped forward with a smile, gave Zhang Mingxuan a warm hug, and said, "Brother Xian is here, please take a seat!"

Zhang Mingxuan was pulled by the Bull Demon King, and the two sat on the leather sofa.

Zhang Mingxuan couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, why are you doing such a thing?"

The Bull Demon King glared at the red boy, and said angrily: "Little rabbit cub, you still know about the complaint? What are yours and mine, aren't they all ours?! When Lao Tzu dies, these are not yours?"

The red boy squinted his eyes, glared at the Bull Demon King, a glance of anger, don't you want to make a face?

The Bull Demon King looked at Zhang Mingxuan with a smile and said, "It's really time for the junior brother to come, if you don't come, I will look for you." ”

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the Bull Demon King suspiciously and said, "Senior brother, what are you looking for me to do?"

The Bull Demon King smiled and said: "I just took a look at the information of the cigarette workshop, and found that the junior brother actually had a fifty percent share in it. ”

The red boy's eyes suddenly turned red, mine, those are mine!

The corners of Zhang Mingxuan's mouth twitched twice, and he looked at the Bull Demon King with a smile and said, "That's not good! I just came up with an idea at the beginning, and everything was done by the red boy." ”

The Bull Demon King waved his hand and said, "That's it." ”

Under the strong gift of the Bull Demon King, Zhang Mingxuan repeatedly refused, but he couldn't postpone it, so he reluctantly accepted it.

After the two talked and laughed, contacted their feelings, and the Bull Demon King also said that they planned to go back, and in the future, the affairs of Tianmen Mountain Song, bars, and tobacco factories would be handed over to the leopard demon Qian Kaisen to take care of them, and let Zhang Mingxuan take care of one or two, and in the future, Zhang Mingxuan would be free of charge in the song bar, and of course Zhang Mingxuan generously agreed.

The red boy has been completely forgotten by the two, so he can only stand next to him, listening to the two of them dispose of their property with tears in his heart.

It wasn't until the evening that Zhang Mingxuan said goodbye to the Bull Demon King with a smile and walked out of the cigarette factory with the red boy.

On the street outside, Zhang Mingxuan untied the red boy's immobilization technique, and the red boy looked at Zhang Mingxuan with resentment.

Zhang Mingxuan coughed, a little embarrassed and said: "Actually, I think it's good to hand over the property to Lao Niu, what he said is good, isn't it all your family?"

The red boy exclaimed, "I don't believe you anymore!" and turned to leave.

Zhang Mingxuan shouted: "Hey, do you still have any money? Do you want Uncle Shi to borrow you a little first?" ”

"Don't!"

Zhang Mingxuan smiled and said to himself: "Forget it, can you still starve to death as a golden immortal?"

Zhang Mingxuan took off into the air and flew towards the Hanging Island.

In a corner of the market, the red boy was squatting with his legs in his arms, and a gust of wind blew, rolling up a cloud of dust in front of him, looking very miserable.

Red Boy took out his mobile phone, full of grievances and wanted to find someone to talk to, clicked on his grandfather's chat page, and sent a message full of emotion: "Grandpa, I miss you so much!"

Looking at the phone with tears in his eyes, waiting for his grandfather to come back with a warm word, only his grandfather can make him feel a trace of warmth in this cold world.

With a ding, a golden red envelope appeared on the screen, and the red boy clicked on it casually, 10 million!

Red Boy immediately sent another message over: "I really miss you, Lao Niu, they bully people." ”

Ding another red envelope was sent, and the red boy clicked on it, 100 million!

The depression in the red boy's heart disappeared instantly, his mouth was dry for a while, and his heart became restless, as if he had found a good way to make money!

Tentatively sent another message: "Grandpa, the old cow has taken over my property." ”

Ding a red envelope out.

The red boy hurriedly clicked on, two hundred million.