Taoyuan Mountain Village: Beginning as a Grandpa

"If you lose your wife and lose your army, you shouldn't invest in Maxima Group."

"The Maxima Group is also a company with potential."

He will not make a loss-making business.

If he hadn't taken a fancy to the future of the Maxima Group, he wouldn't have dared to do it.

He and Huang Dingtian are actually practitioners of sorcery.

However, only Huang Dingtian and Master Zhenyuan knew about his ability to practice sorcery.

Master Zhenyuan stepped into the team of cultivators with one foot, and stepped into the team of cultivators with the other.

In this world, he is the only one who can practice two strange arts.

"A dead cow with one neck, what do you do, I won't interfere too much, but don't stumble twice in a river, otherwise, you have to follow my arrangement." Master Zhenyuan said lightly .

A seedling he cultivated so hard cannot be destroyed by others.

Liao Zhong was noncommittal, he was determined to let Chen Yifan suffer, and he couldn't swallow the breath in his heart if he didn't drag Chen Yifan down!

Early the next morning, Chen Yifan rushed to Nianyou Building.

In the Huang Group, only he and Huang Liang could participate in the lottery.

Few of the chairman of the major groups in the nine cities came to participate, but many people from other places came.

"Don't think that I don't know that you came here to participate in the lottery just to get souvenir paintings and resell them."

"Aren't you the same? Fifty steps laugh at a hundred steps."

"Don't confuse me with you guys. I'm here purely to appreciate the commemorative paintings. I'm not at the same level as you rubbish who fall into the eyes of money!"

Feng Moruo snorted coldly, and walked into Nianyou Building arrogantly.

"What's the big deal? Isn't it just relying on the old business of the Feng family to survive until now?"

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, no matter how bad it is, it's better than your family."

As soon as they noticed the camera, their attitudes changed 180 degrees, as if they were not the ones arguing just now.

There are countless enterprises that want to gain a firm foothold in the nine cities.

In order to make a difference, they did everything they could.

But sometimes there must be in fate, and there is no time in fate. Don't force it.

Enterprises that failed to make a fortune, pinned their hopes on other avenues, such as lottery draws, to get rich overnight.

"Why is there a small auction here?"

The owner of the antique shop took all the antiques to Nianyou Building.

The boa constrictor couldn't figure it out. Few of the antiques were real.

But none of the Master Jianzhen was present.

"The lottery draw may be a gimmick." Chen Yifan said expressionlessly.

The people who came to Nianyou Building, in order to save face, bit the bullet and bought a few antiques.

"Do you want to stop them?" The boa constrictor took a step forward.

"One more thing is worse than one less thing. They want to gain face, why should we join in the fun?" The purpose of their visit today is not to help this group of people identify antiques.

The boa constrictor's body froze, and he immediately put away his thoughts.

"Here we come, five commemorative paintings!"

Before seeing the appearance of the commemorative painting, someone shouted, and many people turned their attention to the commemorative painting, wondering which commemorative painting the Mayor will present this year as a prize for the lottery.

"The mayor is still limping when he walks, is he injured?"

The mayor who walked towards the main stage was still holding a cane.

"Fake it." Chen Yifan took a fan and said softly.

The real dog spouted water violently, so the mayor is pretending?
Why is he pretending to be a cripple?
But Chen Yifan didn't seem to want to answer its doubts, so it had no choice but to snatch the popcorn and eat it casually.

With the clothes given by the boss, it doesn't worry about revealing its identity.

As soon as the mayor appeared, the owner of the antique shop retreated to the side.

"Welcome everyone, come to the Remembrance Meeting. This year's commemorative paintings, three of them are from Wu Zhongqing."

As soon as these words came out, there was an instant uproar. Wu Zhongqing was a well-known painter, and his status in Nine Cities should not be underestimated.

Many people changed careers after seeing Wu Zhongqing's paintings.

But over time, they discovered that they were not this material.

But Wu Zhongqing still has an irreplaceable position in their hearts.

Chen Yifan immediately cheered up, and the fun began.

"I asked Master Zhe Zhen to draw the remaining two paintings, but he didn't want his paintings to be used as prizes in the lottery, so I selected one of Master Wu's paintings as a prize."

Everyone held their breath. When Wu Zhongqing's painting was displayed, everyone stared at the lottery box.

The host took a deep breath, he also has a lottery number.

"Boss, there is true energy." The real dog smelled a strange breath.

Chen Yifan turned around abruptly, and met Master Zhenyuan's gaze.

"He is a demon." The boa constrictor said in a deep voice.

The monster that Master Zhenxuan had tried so hard to find before, hid in Jiushi.

"This gift is delivered to your door, and we have to put on a play, please enter the urn." Chen Yifan's face was unclear, but the boa constrictor sensed the coercion emanating from him.

"You know him?"

Noticing the change in Chen Yifan's expression, Liao Zhong patted Master Zhenyuan on the back.

Master Zhen Yuan suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "We have never met before."

In his impression, he and Chen Yifan have never met, but in this person, he seems to see the shadow of the true mystic, and I don't know if it is his illusion. No matter how powerful the true mystic is, he can't change his appearance , Could it be that Chen Yifan is the apprentice of Master Zhenxuan?

But without evidence, he dared not make a conclusion.

The mayor walked unhurriedly to the lottery box.

"Everyone is looking forward to the lottery draw, right? But it's not yet time for the lottery draw."

With the sound of music, many people in costumes came to the main stage.

"Is he changing the painting?"

The boa constrictor watched the mayor's every move in disbelief.

Changing the painting under the watchful eyes of the public would inevitably affect his status, so he made such a bad move.

"Unfortunately, his plan can't come true." Chen Yifan threw out the real bag, and within a few minutes, Wu Zhongqing's Qianqiu real picture was put back into the lottery box. Take out the painting, and the next second the painting ran to the original place, did it hit something evil?

The mayor suddenly felt panicked, but after he came back to his senses, he found that he had no chance to do anything again.

When the music stops, everything he does will be exposed to the camera.

Seeing the words on the screen, the mayor put his hand into the lottery box.

The people in the audience are working hard in secret.

All kinds of crooked ways are revealed one by one.

"Don't compete with me, this is what I saw first."

"If you can't grab it, then you can't blame me. Who made you inferior to others? If you miss this opportunity, you will have no other chance to win the round."