Fairyland, Big Problem

“In the new year, I hope to be the first business!”

In front of the rental house mirror, Wen Jiu was dressing.

The original owner is the kind of autistic youth who died in a dead house. The clothes are mainly convenient. The same sportswear can be bought three sets in a row, and the colors are exactly the same…

In fact, Wen Jiu, who has some wallets and drums, has not changed much of his style. He still pays attention to clothing that is of good quality, convenient for activities, and sturdy and cost-effective.

It was only when he had to meet the descendants of the Suan family that he realized that there were no clothes for formal occasions.

“Forget it, I’m just going to Changle University to chat with others. If there is any danger, just push it away.”

As the appointment time approached, Wen Jiu met Cui Yuanshan, who was the leader, at Changle University.

At the beginning, the strategy of clearly establishing a good relationship with this professor was indeed correct. The entrustment of Professor Zheng who was introduced later was the biggest business so far.

This time, the business that Cui Yuanshan introduced was bigger, but Wen Jiu was still watching.

The abacus is roughly like this:

Just as an entourage, interpreting the meaning of the old Patriarch of the Mu family privately to the client, and not speaking to the public, that’s fine;

If there is any possibility that you need to stand up and speak, decisively refuse.

It’s not that it’s cowardly, but that there really isn’t a trace of foundation to show up on the platform of the family.

“Mr. Wen, this way.”

“Happy New Year.”

It was a sunny spring day. Cui Yuanshan, who was wearing a thick trench coat, put on a dark scarf and walked outside the office building. He was quite erudite.

“Happy New Year, come and sit in my office.”

“Professor Cui, let me introduce the other party’s situation to me first.”

Yesterday, Yang Liufeng and Yang Liufeng had a general understanding of the legend of the Mu family, but Wen Jiu still didn’t know who was here today.

“Well, she is a student majoring in cultivation at Changle University.”

“Not from the School of Psychology?”

“no.”

“Oh.” Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s so fooling.”

“What did you say?”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, Professor Cui continues to introduce.”

There are two parts to the incident. Mu Fengshuang, who came today, wanted to ask Cui Yuanshan to go with him in order to help his father, Mu Yi’an, interpret the cultivation experience of the old master.

It’s a pity that Cui Yuanshan is only good at psychology and has no half-star qualifications.

“It sounds like a heavy responsibility, can I just refuse.”

Fortunately, he was taking the elevator. If he climbed the stairs, Cui Yuanshan was afraid that he would fall directly when he heard Wen Jiu’s conclusion.

“You boy, other people want to climb the high branches of Mu’s family, but they are struggling to find a way. You are better, don’t you plan to show any talent?”

“Of course, we must first ensure that the lewd suo develops for as long as possible.”

The Dream business must be bigger, but at least wait for more elf friends.

You see, now, there is no online one in the friend handbook.

Last night, too, fortunately, the landlady was online when Xiangwei Miao was in danger, otherwise there would be a big problem.

How could Cui Yuanshan know that Wen Jiu had so many incredible ways to play, and he was still introducing him when he walked out of the elevator.

Backed by the dark family, Mu Fengshuang’s life can be described as a catapult start. As a freshman, he already has his own company, which is really profitable.

Today, I brought my secretary to examine the so-called Wen Banxian.

Approaching the office, Wen Jiu silently sorted out brief information.

As soon as I entered the university, I already had a company. I brought my secretary and asked Professor Cui Yuanshan to talk about things. It really was a life of “launching”.

Opening the door, Cui Yuanshan greeted warmly, “Xiao Mu, this is Mr. Wen.”

“Hello.”

“Good morning, I’m Wenjiu.”

A very straightforward self-introduction, in front of Wen Jiu is a girl with a standard and famous temperament.

The shawl has long hair and black and lustrous. For example, the cats and dogs raised at home will be shiny and smooth after the food is eaten.

The corners of her eyes are slightly upward, with a bit of heroism, and the natural and confident luster in her pupils flickers, and she is also looking at Wen Jiu.

The secretary girl dressed as a standard clerk, with a formal-style top and color-matched straight-leg pants, standing respectfully behind Mu Fengshuang, and her short hair was particularly capable.

If it weren’t for the slightly childish look of a round bun face, a proper urban white-collar feeling.

However, what Wen Jiu cared about most was the translucent white wine jars, porcelain bottles, and glass bottles floating behind the secretary sister.

Directly seeing the image of the beautiful dream shows that she is open and candid about the pure thoughts in her heart.

It means that she likes all kinds of wine in her heart?

There was no way to make any further inferences, and Wen Jiu’s eyes quickly turned away from the secretary.

Both sides had their own judgments, and they sat firmly on both sides under the greeting of Cui Yuanshan.

“Mr. Wen, let’s go straight ahead. On the eve of the New Year’s Eve, my grandfather will go out of the customs…”

The follow-up content is similar to what Cui Yuanshan described. His hometown mainly held a few days of intra-clan lectures to talk about his understanding of cultivation.

Only your own family members can participate, and at most bring some trusted cronies.

“We wanted to invite Professor Cui to go with us, and he recommended you.”

Mu Fengshuang’s eyes were like a knight’s stabbing sword, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed forward, making people vigilant from the heart.

After half a sentence, the other party’s meaning is obvious, let Wen Jiu introduce his abilities, and Mu Fengshuang decides whether to hire or not.

The pattern is similar to an interview.

“My situation is different from that of a psychiatrist in common sense, or my psychological foundation is very weak.”

Wen Jiu believed that Cui Yuanshan had already told Mu Fengshuang the general situation, and it was easy for the big family to investigate further, so there was no need to hide it.

Nodding slightly, Mu Fengshuang, who held up the teacup elegantly, did not make a decision, waiting for Wen Jiu to continue talking~www.mtlnovel.com~ My special technique comes from a secret legend, following a teacher who came and went without a trace…”

When it comes to telling the story, Wen Jiu walks through clouds and waters, after all, the God of Dreams does come and go without a trace.

Briefly introducing several cases including Xiao Zheng, Wen Jiu also explained that he only has two-star qualifications and cannot practice cultivation, waiting for the other party to judge.

“As expected of Mr. Wen, thank you for your sincerity.”

Run Yuxian pointed to put down the teacup without making any noise.

Hearing this, Wen Jiu thought it meant “You are very good, but unfortunately it’s not suitable for our company” kind of refusal, how could he expect the other party to change the conversation.

“My grandfather said that he was very emotional about the process of reviewing his own mind during retreat and practice, not necessarily his feelings about the practice method. The old man used the word “feeling”, which is a little over the top.”

Considering that the high-scoring answer in the old master’s heart might not be restricted to practice, but practice for the sake of practice, Mu Fengshuang chose to take a slanted sword and ask Cui Yuanshan for help.

After all, when it comes to cultivation, the Suan family has profound attainments, and looking for answers outside of the family is simply a matter of luck.

What Mu Fengshuang wanted was the ability to see his true heart.

It sounds like it’s the same number as Wen Jiu’s business, but there is actually a problem.

Assuming that the old master of the Mu family wants his descendants to understand his emotions during his cultivation, it may not necessarily be the original dream.

It’s like when people think about how to practice with few desires or do whatever they want when they are in retreat, but when Wen Jiu sees it, good guy, he likes magical girls.

And the entire magical girl group!

It doesn’t match up with the answer of running for the head of the family. If you say it out, you will be shot dead on the spot.

“Miss Mu, I’ll tell the truth anyway, maybe I can see some clues, but it’s not necessarily the result you want…”