Fairyland, Big Problem

“interesting.”

The light tone carried a bit of approval.

The main force competing for the patriarch is Mu Fengshuang’s father and his peers. The burden of analyzing the old patriarch’s thoughts on retreat is mainly on these direct competitors.

The main purpose of Mu Fengshuang’s external search was not to find a master of cultivation. With her contacts, she could not invite a darker than the elders of the clan.

The real goal is to find a trick, to find a way to interpret the meaning conveyed by the old master from an angle that others can’t think of.

Wenjiu is very tasty.

As a direct descendant, Mu Fengshuang is qualified to listen to his grandfather’s lectures, and has a place to bring his cronies, such as a little secretary.

There is only one place, and even if Mu Fengshuang is only in an opportunistic mentality, he must choose a capable and reliable one as much as possible.

The most important thing is reliability.

Cui Yuanshan knew about Wen Jiu’s situation, and he only had two stars, so he didn’t have to worry about stealing the art of the Mu family.

Not to mention classmates, after working hard for a hundred years at the two-star level, you may not understand what the old master is saying.

Some things must be practiced to understand the strategy, just like practice.

“Mr. Wen, your conditions are basically qualified, but your words are unfounded. I hope you can show it.”

“Stop first, let me confirm something… I don’t need to speak then, right?”

“Huh?” Mu Fengshuang’s dignified and elegant gesture paused, “What’s your speech?”

“If I guess a scale and a half claw, I’ll only tell you secretly, don’t bow out.”

After understanding for a few seconds, Mu Fengshuang couldn’t help laughing, “How could you have a chance to speak?”

At that time, Mu Fengshuang brought Wen Jiu into the arena. Others thought that this was a follower with a bag, but at most he was a follower at the level of cronies.

Even if he guessed some clues, Wen Jiu told Mu Fengshuang privately, and Mu Fengshuang could tell his father again.

“You don’t want to sing your own drama on the stage of Mu’s house.”

“Then I’m relieved.”

“Um?”

Mu Fengshuang was even more puzzled, but any dark-suppressing person with some ability would more or less wish to express himself in front of the dark-suppressing family.

Wen Jiu in front of him… seems to just want to silently take the money and leave.

you do not say.

What Wen Jiu is thinking about now is how to achieve the dream entrustment without leaving an impression.

I just want to have a word with the old master, he will say “um”, otherwise, the dream will not be awarded points.

Without the Sweet Dreams points, Mu Fengshuang must have paid a lot of money. Anyway, the premise is that you don’t show up in public.

The Mu family can be a big client, but now Wen Jiu can’t easily take advantage of this trend.

“Mr. Wen, you are very confident.”

“No, just insure yourself.”

Back to the moment, Mu Fengshuang asked Wen Jiu to show his strength, and there was just a ready-made image of a beautiful dream in front of him.

The little secretary’s wine jars and various bottles are so frank, let’s get points +3 first.

“It’s not easy for me to analyze Miss Mu’s heart when we meet for the first time. Can I analyze your accompanying secretary?”

“Huh? Okay, little secretary.”

Hearing the master’s greeting, the little secretary approached from the wall and stood beside the tea table.

“Mr. Wen, do you need me to cooperate?”

Even if he knew the answer, Wen Jiu couldn’t be too crazy, he nodded his head first to show his approval.

On the game interface, the stone sculpture of the God of Dreams glows slightly, and the commission is fulfilled.

Make tea by hand.

“Come on, let’s have some tea first.”

“thanks.”

The little secretary was the adopted child of the Mu family. She served as Mu Fengshuang’s accompaniment since she was a child. Later, she started a business together and has seen many great things in the world.

The tea entrance is fragrant and sweet, the little secretary’s eyes are clear, and the plump bun’s face rises and melts.

“Good tea, the brewing time is slightly longer.”

When the tea is brewed for the first time, it is enough to pass the water for a few seconds. With the increase of the number of brewing times, the time of each soaking is prolonged, which is difficult for ordinary people to control.

“Well, little secretary, your favorite drink isn’t tea, right?”

“Eh?”

Wen Jiu’s remarks attracted the attention of the two masters and servants. Of course Mu Fengshuang knew what the little secretary who had been with since childhood liked, but how could it be seen by strangers at a glance.

Cui Yuanshan poured tea silently and watched a good show to himself. He knew that Wen Jiu was going to show his fortune-telling and photo-watching skills again.

“You don’t need to suppress your own heart.” Wen Jiu began to make the emotional foreshadowing in the early stage.

“The boss of a big company may like Masked Superman in private, and someone with high power may love Magical Girl the most in his heart. As long as you act upright and walk well, there is nothing to hide your hobby.”

In the quiet office, you could clearly hear the little secretary swallowing.

“Mr. Wen, what do you mean…”

“I also like drinking, all kinds of drinks.”

Cui Yuanshan, who was drinking tea, was secretly amusing, but Wen Jiu clearly did not drink a drop of alcohol.

“I…I…” The little secretary stammered.

“Relax, the wine culture is broad and profound. Follow your heart to embrace it, and don’t draw dungeons because of your usual self-discipline that is too strict.”

“It’s really possible…”

“Yes, wine has a long history, and it is an indispensable element of our catering culture that accompanies human development.”

“Wow… wow!”

The little secretary who suddenly burst into tears frightened Cui Yuanshan and Wen Jiu as well.

Recognizing your true heart, it should be very healing and warm, why do you cry so aggrieved.

The little secretary burst into tears, “Miss Mu, Miss Fengshuang, I want to drink… You haven’t let me touch it for a week…”

Wen Jiu watched sweating profusely, recalling the classic episode: Coach, Coach Anxi, I want to play basketball…

Su put her hand on her forehead~www.mtlnovel.com~Mu Fengshuang shook her head.

There were a lot of messy things in the company in Nianguan. The little secretary made a mistake by drinking alcohol, so she banned her for a week.

Shouting out the appeal in his heart, the little secretary felt a call, and when he turned around, he found a wine jar, a wine bottle, a wine jug…

Various containers are in sight.

“Hehe…hehe~hehehehahaha.”

The rogue-like demented laughter made Wen Jiu shudder, the little secretary hugging the sweet dream was like Uncle BT blocking the little girl in a dead end, and soon a story that could be written in 100,000 words was about to begin.

Snapped-

Mu Fengshuang clapped her hands, and the little secretary woke up like a dream, and quickly adjusted her state and returned to her neat and elite appearance.

On the game interface, a text prompt box pops up:

Dream Points +6.

Wen Jiu couldn’t help but complain, just like this broken dream, the score was actually twice as high as the children’s innocent dreams.

When guiding children in the park, it is basically 3 points of sweet dreams.

This is also good, the original 44+6, the player currently has 50 Dream Points, which can be exchanged for Crescent Feather.

As always, don’t rush to exchange, just stock up.

Keep a new moon feather to save your life, and it is not too late to exchange for a second new moon feather when you encounter a really tricky commission.

If there is really an urgent matter, the Dream Consultation might be able to save lives, but the crescent moon feathers are not enough, and the result is at best the wrong entrustment.

“Mr. Wen, it’s amazing.”

She patted her palm lightly, and Mu Fengshuang was stunned in her heart. Her good tutoring made her maintain a moderate performance even in the midst of excitement, and she still had a gentle and noble temperament.

“It’s alright, the little secretary’s mentality is incomparable to that of the old patriarch. The difficulty of actually starting the task is several times higher…”