Stealing the Pen: Wang Family Undercover Goes Crazy Online

After Jiang Shen and Wu Erbai had another round of friendly exchanges and discussions in the study, Wu Erbai no longer forced Jiang Shen to be a servant of the Wu family. Of course, business is not about kindness and righteousness.

The Wu family can still hire Jiang Shen in the future, but the commission must be the same as that of the Northern Mute. Originally, Wu Erbai wanted to pay according to Hei Xia Zi's price.

Jiang Shen said, "It's not your money!" and directly blocked Wu Erbai's bargaining words.

Wu Erbai: Third brother, I've done what I can to help you. The rest is up to you! You dug your own hole, so you've got to fill it yourself!

When Jiang Shen came out of the study, Wu Sansheng was still waiting in the yard.

"Third brother, come in!" Wu Erbai said to Wu Sansheng, "If I can't deal with Jiang Shen, can't I deal with you?"

When Jiang Shen stepped out of the door, a shrill scream was heard.

Yu Anxiao: [Listening to those screams, Wu Sansheng received a pretty terrible beating! However, he didn't deserve it!]

After Jiang Shen settled the account with Wu Sansheng, he bought the fastest flight to Beijing.

000: "I suggest that the host buy tickets as soon as he leaves the airport. After all, although the head of the Jie family performs opera, there are only a few performances a year, and tickets are hard to get!"

"No, can't you help me get the ticket? You are artificial intelligence, not artificial idiocy!" Jiang Shen was speechless.

"Host, this world is not developing that fast, and tickets are still purchased offline! Even scalpers can't get Xie Yuchen's tickets!" 000 felt that if he were a human, he would have been so angry at his host that he would have a myocardial infarction. Fortunately, he is not a human, but data!

Jiang Shen: "Got it! After getting off the plane, go grab a ticket immediately!"

After Jiang Shen got off the plane, he went straight to the Hong family's opera house and used his money to get the young lady who had bought a ticket in front of him to give it to him!

Jiang Shen looked at the theater tickets in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the time was tomorrow, Jiang Shen put the tickets away and found a hotel to stay in!

When the Xie family's servants in the opera house saw Jiang Shen appear in the opera house, they immediately went to find Xie Yuchen to report the news.

At this time, Xie Yuchen was playing chess with Er Yuehong.

"You want to recruit this person as your own," Er Yuehong put down a child and looked at the little apprentice in front of him.

Xie Yuchen nodded. "Well, I don't have many capable guys under my command right now, so I can only rely on hiring people! Jiang Shen is a good choice!"

"He is the Taoist monk who moves mountains. Are you sure you can suppress him?" Er Yuehong looked at the young disciple who was raised by him.

"Mr. Wu tried to recruit him, but was rejected," Xie Yuchen placed a piece.

Er Yuehong looked at the chess game in front of him. Defeat was already certain, so he casually threw the chess piece onto the board. "Young people are formidable! Since you've made up your mind, go for it! Although I don't have many years left to live, I can at least support you!"

"Master, you still have to watch me get married!" Xie Yuchen said,

"Among the Nine Sects of my generation, only Zhang Yushan and I are left alive," Er Yuehong saw the doubt in Yuchen's eyes.

"The Fairy Lady is not the leader of the Nine Gates of our generation. She is Sanniang's niece. Back then, Sanniang made a mistake and took the initiative to give up the position of the head of the family and handed it over to the Fairy Lady! Now, I have lived a full life. In a few years, I will be able to go and see my girl!" There was longing in Er Yuehong's eyes, as well as heartache for his little disciple.

At this time, Jiang Shen in the hotel was lying on the bed sleeping like a dead pig.

Miss Yan Wan: […No, I wanted the host to take us to Panjiayuan! What’s the point of sleeping like this?]

Don’t follow me anymore: [It’s our bad luck! ]

Ms. Yan Wan: [……]