Zongling Biography

Chapter 392 Lack of Money
Zong Musui lowered his eyes and did not answer. No one could guess what he was thinking now.

Jia Yu continued: "In terms of business, the Cheng family must be a rising star, but. The Cheng family has the capital of the family. Although our second young master is the candidate for the heir, we can't hold back the young master from time to time. It's roughly the same situation as yours. I I thought that if the two of you join forces, it will be like a broken bamboo, and the wind will go smoothly."

silence.

Zong Musui continued to remain silent.

If it were someone else, he could invite him out directly.

Although he is also serving as the head of the family, he can be regarded as loyal, but does he need to rely on the outside world to get the position of the head of the family at his old age?
He felt that he had been humiliated and humiliated.

Although this Mr. Jia was thinking about Cheng Xiaoqi, he also underestimated Cheng Xiaoqi's ability. Tai Sui Xingjun will get everything he wants without others intervening in his fate.

Zong Musui replied to him: "I understand what you mean. I won't sit idly by when Xiaoqi needs it, but I don't think he needs my help. Don't overprotect him. It's not good for him either." Good thing."

Although Zong Musui didn't say it clearly, it was enough to get him and not just sit back and do nothing.

Just as Jia Yu clasped his fists to thank him, Zong Musui reminded him, "Tell your father, don't think about magical artifacts, it's not something you can touch."

Jia Yu nodded again and again, "I understand, I must bring this word with me."

Zong Musui left with a smile, Jia Yu stared at his back in a daze, this is what dragons and phoenixes should look like among people.

He walked up to Ji Sijiu and held her wrist, "Stop drinking!"

Although the tone was coaxing, there was a hint of refusal in his eyes.

Ji Sijiu pouted, and said coquettishly, "Look at how enthusiastic these people are, how can I win over you?"

Zong Musui glanced over, and all the people holding wine glasses left consciously with embarrassing faces.

"No, there's no one now."

Ji Sijiu smiled, wrapped his arms around his waist, and said drunkenly, "You still have a way."

He scratched her nose dotingly, "Naughty."

The gifts brought by the crowd can be piled up into hills, and Li Lang's eyes are full of treasures that cannot be counted.

At night, Ji Sijiu piled up the presents in the room with greedy eyes and looked left and right.

After reading it, I still don’t forget to comment. This person gave it well, and that person sent something messy.

Zong Musui sat on the chair and looked at her naked eyes, and asked curiously: "Since when did my Jiu'er like these external things?"

Ji Sijiu sat on the ground and replied carelessly: "You don't understand, this can sell for a lot of money!"

Zong Musui narrowed his eyes, "Oh? Do you need money?"

She nodded without hesitation, "Of course! I need a lot of money!"

"What do you want money for? Besides, the money collected by Zhuangzi below is incalculable every year. You can't spend the money left at home in your lifetime. What do you need money for?"

Ji Sijiu pretended to be distressed and looked worried, "The money left by the family and the money distributed by Zhuangzi need the Ji family's normal expenses, and I can't touch it.

And this money is for me to help poor people take medicine. You know that the free medicines are given out every day, and I will be poor!Of course I need money! "

Zong Musui didn't know the story behind this until he heard it, so he couldn't help laughing, "Did you do a good deed?"

(End of this chapter)