Grave Robber: System, you want me to learn magic?

On the day he went to the Crescent Hotel, Wang Meng witnessed with his own eyes that the four "big gods" who would later be called "the Iron Triangle and its creditors" by the Taoist almost got into a fight over what to wear for dinner.

In fact, it has already started.

It's just that the failure of the fat man and the boss happened in an instant, and the outcome of the battle between the little brother and the creditor was decided from the very beginning.

After all, with the support of the creditor's force value and terror potion, how could the person who owed money have the chance to resist.

But according to the creditor, he is the master, so he gave the other three people a chance to propose options, and then everyone voted together.

Of course, the creditor himself has a veto power.

The options are as follows:

1. Black suit, black sunglasses and black luxury car three-piece set is a must-have for hanging fried Tianlong Aotian.

2. The low-key boss wears casual clothes for tours in micro clothes.

3. Outlandish clothes that express personal characteristics so that the staff of Crescent Hotel dare not underestimate them at first sight.

4. Hood.

The last one was unanimously excluded at the first time. The person who proposed this option did not refute, but just sat down in silence, but all subsequent votes were abstentions, probably in silent resistance.

Although useless.

In fact, anyone who is a decent person knows how to choose the other three options, but it is well known that there are no serious people in the Audio-Technica, and the creditors of the Audio-Technica are even higher than the mountain.

He has never met a "serious person" who is more "serious" than a certain creditor surnamed Qi.

This is a compliment.

Back to the topic, there is actually nothing to say. After all, if you choose one of the three, everyone will definitely choose the one they proposed, and the remaining hooded people who have the right to decide have abstained.

Conclusion: One veto really does matter.

Finally, under Mingzhu's vote, they decided to become x Aotian, hoping that no one would accidentally bump into them on the road. After all, although they could say "you caught my attention", they had no cash to spend.

A little less aggressive.

Finally, this is not a diary, this is a novel.

People who see it, please don't spread it casually. It is troublesome to explain it, and it may overturn the author's job. This is unreasonable.

The last, the last, the author's surname is not Wang.

——"Observation Notes"

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Although the decision to wear a suit has been made, the source of the suit is a problem. It is definitely too late to customize, and there is no money to do it, but purely buying... There is no money.

The four of them sat at the table like this, silent, their faces very heavy.

"I see!" Wu Xie suddenly slapped the table and stood up, looking at Qi Yan with glowing eyes.

Qi Yan hugged his weak and innocent body and leaned back, with a vigilant expression on his face, "What kind of eyes do you have, I'm selling myself, not a show."

Wu Xie didn't reply this time, instead she laughed even more stupidly, "Qi Yan~ I remember, you are quite rich, right?"

Qi Yan turned his head to look at the sky, "Where are the rumors spreading?"

Wu Xie took a few steps, stood in front of Qi Yan, and counted with her fingers, "The 100 million you sold to Aning, the black card that Xiaohua gave you, and the tens of thousands in your own bank card, we have the most money here. You are the rich one!"

"Hehe." Qi Yan smiled, "Did you forget that I opened a Qiongqi Co., Ltd., and the money came in and you want to get out? Are you thinking about magic medicine?"

As soon as he heard the word potion, Wu Xie's face turned blue for a moment, and then quickly returned to its original state.

He walked behind Qi Yan, raised his hand, lowered it, and pinched it, "Uncle Qi, are you comfortable?"

Feeling the seemingly non-existent weight on his shoulders, Qi Yan didn't know whether Wu Xie really didn't use his strength, or whether he used his strength. If it was the latter, it would be too pitiful.

The audience simply wept.

Thinking of this, Qi Yan suddenly sighed, "Forget it, I will pay this time."

"yeah!"

Seeing Wu Xie and Fatty high five, Qi Yan curled his mouth, and three IOUs that were just about to be signed appeared in his hand, "Come on, keep your current joy and sign."

Innocence: "(wДw)"

After three seconds.

Fatty: "...Brother, is that how innocent Xie wrote?"

Brother: "Yes."