incense shop owner

Having said that, Cong Min paused for a moment, and continued: "A person like Mr. Mo can be seen as rich and powerful. How can I, an ordinary person, have the right to bless you?"

Cong Min was extremely sincere from his words to his eyes, as if he really felt that he was not worthy to bless someone like Mo Qingyang.He looked naive, but if he could answer, he not only flattered Mo Qingyang, but also tactfully rejected Mo Qingyang's proposal.

Cong Min is not stupid, knowing that Mo Qingyang wants his own luck, he always has to guard against it, and can't let Mo Qingyang lead him by the nose.

The smile on Mo Qingyang's face disappeared, and his voice was icy cold. The sense of oppression from the superior came out, "Oh? So, Mr. Cong is not even willing to give me a blessing?"

He raised his eyes to look at Cong Min, his eyes filled with darkness, "I just want a blessing from Mr. Cong today, will Mr. Cong give it or not?"

This sentence was like a signal. As soon as the voice fell, the door of the box opened again, and a group of men in black poured in, standing behind every member of the serious crime team, silently threatening them.

Because of the influx of more than a dozen people, the fairly spacious private room suddenly became cramped, instantly filled with a sense of oppression.

The members of the serious crime team stood up quietly and entered a state of alert, ready to fight back at any time.

In the next second, a clear voice suddenly broke in, a little lazy and careless.

"Don't you just have a simple meal? How embarrassing are there so many people serving you?"