Chapter 156: 155 I'll Help You Close the Deal; the Commission Is Yours

155 I'll help you close the deal; the commission is yours.

"Fang Qingye, you came to Shen City to buy a house?" Quan Shasha looked at Fang Qingye, her expression extremely surprised.

"Just looking around. What about you? Don't tell me you're here to sell a house?" Seeing Quan Shasha dressed in an OL pencil skirt, he asked.

"How could that be? I'm an intern in the legal department of this group company, here to handle some matters." Quan Shasha replied.

"Oh... that's good, then you go ahead and get busy." Fang Qingye replied, drank his coffee, and listened to Li Fang's introduction again.

The three of them, Weng Zihang and the others whose screens had gone black, opened their eyes wide, looking as if they were still in a dream; this time, it was their turn to look completely baffled.

The post-match dishes at the Klossen cafeteria were far inferior to the last meal before the execution. Not only the Klossen Show contestants, but even the Hyacinth Show contestants found it unbearable.

This was only because he couldn't see or touch her over the phone; if she were in front of him, by now, she would have been pinned in his arms and kneaded in every way.

Even if she wasn't, she was not a existence they could possibly provoke; how much truth lay in that statement, only they themselves knew.

For instance, making people feel that her beauty was a trap? Creating the illusion that she was luring someone to help him boost his morale to deal with Han Yu and the like?

This figure stood fully three zhang tall, its entire body covered in black-green spots, with a long, snake-like tail ending in a raised, scalp-tingling giant poison stinger like a scorpion's tail; its head resembled a crocodile, its whole body covered in raised bumps, making onlookers' hair stand on end, filling the Shattered Corpse Eel Beast with even more ferocious intent.

The palace maids had smashed everything; she looked nothing short of wretched, whimpering in a way that made one want to cherish and protect her.

The two were stunned; driven by the instinct for survival, they quickly grabbed their coats and fled in panic. The first-class cabin door slammed shut with a boom. Shao Yu stood straight up, looking at the whip in Wu Jin's hand, his face flushed and vivid with urgent desire.

Never mind the Yan family; above the Sixth Imperial Prince there are still five others. Although all the princes are aloof, how can the world be so pure?

As he spoke, Huo Lei supported himself against the cabin wall, rose from the floor, opened the cabin door, and walked out. His demeanor suggested he was not going out to check what kind of attack his magic ship had suffered, but rather going out to fetch a bottle of champagne to set the mood, relaxed and even slightly expectant.

Although Huo Lei's nerves were also stretched tight at this moment, Catherine's words still nearly made him laugh out loud.

After the Fatty left, something suddenly sounded in my ears. The sound seemed to be produced by something knocking against the wall.

In just a few breaths, he saw several different changes in that area, all giving him an indescribable sense of mystery. Now! He was completely certain that he hadn't misseen it, but that there was indeed something strange about that area.

Fu Qing jumped aside, waved his hand to deflect a black shadow that suddenly attacked He Long, and then pulled him back more than a zhang away.

The young prisoner did not know exactly what offense he had committed against the people of the Dali Temple; every fifteenth day of the lunar month, he would be taken out to be tortured once. Fortunately, although each torture was extremely cruel, it never took his life.

The Tibetan general Cangjiacuo was known as the "Stone-Faced Buddha"; this man remained unmoved by victory or defeat, and with every gesture, his troops moved with the force of thunder, possessing a momentum that could crush withered wood and rot.

To be treacherous ministers and high officials, they must flatter each other to stand firm together in court, strengthening their bond and colluding more smoothly and tacitly to deceive the Emperor and hold onto power.

Hearing this, I waved my hand dismissively; I wouldn't argue with him over words, after all, in this day and age, even villains tell people they are good men.

I can't kill you directly; first, I'll seize your belongings, make some money to compensate myself, and severely damage your business.

Instantly, the three fought together; the heavenly and earthly forces around them suddenly gathered, their terrifying momentum reaching from heaven to earth.

Inside the passage connecting Zone B to Zone C of the spaceport, there was a checkpoint. Zone C was mostly an office area; passengers and staff who did not need to change zones were advised to leave. The man in black used the excuse that he needed to refund his passenger ship ticket; after much persuasion, he managed to pass through, but his suitcase was left behind.