Abyss invasion, I have a legendary Taoist profession

Chapter 47: Still not thick-skinned enough

Of course Wang Ping'an wanted this money. Not to mention the money from the rescue, the deposit could allow him to rent a villa and upgrade it in any way he wanted.

But if his own safety is the prerequisite, he will not take the risk no matter how much money he has.

Tianzun: "I don't want to use either of these two methods. Let's contact each other later."

Wang Ping'an thought it would be better to resolve the issue with the lending company first. If everything goes well then, he can directly use the bank card for transactions.

Dao Po Cang Qiong: "Sir, is there any inconvenience? I can cooperate with you here. If you need cash, that's fine. I can also increase the price. I will find a way to send the money to the place you specify."

What she thought was that this Tianzun might be a wanted criminal, so she didn't dare to use a bank card.

Thinking that Wang Ping'an might be a wanted criminal, she was a little hesitant, but the place she was in was really a dead end, so she accepted it even if he was a wanted criminal.

As long as it wasn't a dark priest, she believed there was still some hope.

Dark priests are really crazy and are even more criticized than evil wizards. It is only because of dark priests that evil wizards are not wanted by all countries.

Tianzun: "No need. I will contact you at the end of this month and tell you whether I accept this commission or not."

After Wang Ping'an finished speaking, he got off the plane and left. He still had to buy clothes for Wanggu later.

Dao Po Cang Qiong looked at the dimmed portrait and knew that the person had left. She angrily smashed several of her favorite cups in the room.

It was about to succeed, but something went wrong during the payment process. What happened?

She had no idea what that Heavenly Master was worried about, or whether he was truly a wanted criminal, but her hope was also fading away.

Judging from the way this person speaks and acts, he is most likely not a scammer. If he were a scammer, he would definitely get the money first.

She even added more money, but the man was still not impressed.

She felt a little better when she thought there was still a little hope at the end of the month. She just hoped that the Heavenly Lord would keep his word, otherwise she didn't know what to do.

It's impossible for her to wait for her brothers and sisters to come and rescue her after they change their jobs. She simply can't wait that long.

Moreover, given those people's desire for comfort, it would be questionable whether they could change jobs in ten years.

Thinking about how his father wanted to build the family into a professional family, could this way of managing future generations really be successful?
She shook her head and rejected the idea. It was bound to fail unless her father changed his attitude now or offered his children for marriage, which still had a slight possibility.

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Wang Ping'an left the Internet cafe and hurried to the night market.

Wanggu was locked up for a whole day and finally got out to get some fresh air, but before two minutes had passed, he was locked up again. He must have been full of complaints.

Wang Ping'an felt a headache when he thought that he might keep complaining.

Since he would contact Dao Po Cang Qiong again at the end of the month, he didn't take it to heart anymore.

But the name reminded him of a novel he had read before: Don't despise the young and poor.

Wang Ping'an looked up at the sky, wondering if there was still a chance to go back.

In the novels he had read before, didn't magicians all colonize the planes? As long as he kept improving his strength, he would be able to cross the void one day.

But he didn't know what to do when he went back. By the time he was able to cross the void, those people he knew would have been dead for many years.

Wang Pingan thought of many people, but the one he most wanted to see was a sister he had met in society. He wanted to ask her why she had left without saying goodbye. As for those relatives, it would be best if they never had any contact with each other again.

With the strength to cross the void at that time, he was worried that he would kill them with a slap.

When he arrived at the night market, Wang Ping'an found a clothing stall. Looking at the dazzling array of clothes there, he remembered a movie he had seen before.

There's also a scene in the movie where a skeleton is wearing a leather jacket and riding a Harley motorcycle: "Boss, do you have that kind of leather jacket with spikes?"

Thinking of Cage's Ghost Rider, Wang Ping'an felt a pity that the bones couldn't catch fire, otherwise it would be even more similar.

"Of course we have it. Wait a few minutes and I'll get it for you. Please watch the stall for me." Although the boss didn't have it here, he knew which stall had such clothes.

At the night market here, everyone exchanges what they have with each other, and we just add some shipping costs to the cost price.

Wang Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

The boss didn't go out for long and brought back three sets of leather clothes, which looked as flashy as possible.

Thinking of Wang Gu wearing this, Wang Ping'an felt like laughing.

It's a pity that he can't afford a motorcycle now, otherwise he would have to buy one for Wang Gu. It would be so cool to wear it, and he could really pretend to be the Ghost Rider in the city in the future.

Wang Pingan touched the clothes and felt that they were okay. He had already made up his mind to buy Wanggu a set of clothes: "Boss, how much is this set of clothes?"

The boss looked at Wang Pingan and without hesitation, he shouted, "You look familiar. Just give me 1200 yuan."

Wang Pingan was completely annoyed. This boss was a real talent. He actually guessed that he only had 1200 yuan. "Boss, this is pointless. Give me a sincere price."

He used to shop at Taobao frequently, and this kind of clothes would only cost one or two hundred yuan at most.

The boss looked hesitant, as if he had made some kind of decision. "I paid over a thousand yuan for this dress. Look at those rivets, they're made of magic metal. This price is already very cheap. I see you look familiar and you're a regular customer, so I'll give you a discount of fifty yuan at most. Just give me one thousand one hundred and fifty yuan. But don't tell anyone else about my price reduction, or I won't honor it."

The ghost's face was familiar, the ghost's magic metal, he had never been to the night market since he came to the west side of the city.

He also admired these bosses, who spoke one by one: "One hundred and fifty, if it works, it works. If not, I'll go to the next one."

Although he didn't know how to bargain, he had seen too many bargaining videos in his previous life, especially those of some bloggers who liked to bargain at antique stalls, where they really bargained at the main artery.

An antique worth hundreds of thousands of yuan was bargained down to a few dozen yuan, and in the end it was sold. It’s so joyful just thinking about it.

He was not thick-skinned enough to dare to chop the number above a few dozen.

If his boss scolded him, he would have to find a hole to hide in.

The boss looked at him in disbelief. Just when he thought he had bargained too much, the boss suddenly changed his mind and handed him a leather jacket: "Deal."

"Oh, this is too little." Wang Ping'an didn't expect that he was too shy and ended up paying dozens of dollars more.

Judging from the boss's attitude, he should be able to sell it for a hundred. He didn't expect that Qiguo had not yet developed to the level of his previous life, but these clothes were already so cheap.

Since Wang Ping'an had already made the offer, he had no intention of going back on his word and paid the 150 yuan with great pain.

He learned his lesson. Next time if he buys clothes here again, he must be ruthless, otherwise he will suffer the consequences.

(End of this chapter)