However, you don’t really need any amazing business acumen.

Look at him wearing fancy clothes, he doesn't look like he has any business acumen.

Wouldn't it be possible to run a successful store and make a lot of money?

Therefore, you still need to have a background.

While continuing to spy, Jiang Yi asked Little Silver Dragon in his mind:

"By the way, can your little humanoid form become more mature by the time you change jobs?"

Xiao Yinlong sent him a voice message, his tone unable to conceal his excitement: "Of course! Are you ready to help me change my job?"

"Let me make it clear first, if it's not a 9-star profession, I don't like it!"

Jiang Yi was speechless, thinking to himself, I haven't even changed my job, so how can I help you change your job?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw that the young man in fancy clothes seemed to have finished checking the store and suddenly spoke:

"It's still the same old routine. The time coins are sorted and sent to the old house on West Street."

"Have you dealt with that kid before?"

The burly Zang Biao nodded quickly and said in a low voice: "Clean and tidy, no bones left."

As he spoke, his eyes trembled, and he spoke slowly in a lower and more tense voice: "I heard that the Longevity Tree in District 11 has disappeared. The future coin-making activities..."

The young man in fancy clothes had a gloomy expression, but his voice still did not convey any emotion: "The Immortality Tree is gone, so naturally the coin exchange activity is also gone."

"Then..." Zang Biao was obviously hesitant and wanted to say something, but what he finally said seemed to change the subject, "What does Black Market think? He won't pursue the matter after such a big tree of immortality was lost?"

The young man in fancy clothes remained calm, snorted and said:

"It's not a question of whether he wants to pursue the matter or not, it's a question of whether the Land of Order will pursue the matter or not."

"Don't forget, the only reason he could become the boss of the black market was because of his status as a member of the Land of Order."

Zang Biao was puzzled again: "Then... why didn't the Land of Order investigate? Could it be that the disappearance of the Longevity Tree was caused by the Land of Order?"

"Moreover, I heard from the grapevine that the black market thieves, Queyun, were all captured by the people of Jiuyou Huangquan..."

"What did Queyun say? He has more than eighty different bodies. His status in the Land of Order shouldn't be too low, right? Why was he captured and the Land of Order didn't do anything about it?"

The young lady in Chinese clothes remained silent and did not answer.

I don’t know whether he didn’t know or he was unwilling to talk to someone of Zang Biao’s class.

Zang Biao also understood what was going on, and seeing that the man in fancy clothes didn't say anything, he stopped asking questions.

He was about to say something else.

The young man in fancy clothes suddenly changed his expression and said in a deep voice, "Let's go to a shady shop."

Having said that, he immediately left, and his figure seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

Zang Biao didn't know why, but he hurried to follow.

Jiang Yi didn't know what was going on, and continued to follow in the state of a ghost.

At the same time, I was thinking about the conversation between the two of them just now.

He was indeed curious.

I even thought to myself, why not take advantage of this dark and phantom state to eavesdrop on what is going on around corners and secretly gain some experience?

But, forget it.

Netherworld is, after all, just a golden limited-time ability.

Next to those top strong men, there might be Deadpool who has drawn the special wheel. It would be bad if he could see through his state of nothingness.

Thinking about this, Jiang Yi also came to a black shop.

He didn't know what had happened. He just saw that there was nothing unusual in the store. The young lady in fancy clothes was sitting on a fancy chair, apparently checking some accounts.

A shop assistant and several staff members gathered around him, looking nervous.

Zang Biao rushed over and looked nervous when he saw the situation, but he didn't dare to ask more questions.

The young master of Huafu looked at the account for a long while before he suddenly asked, "Who contributed to this huge order worth tens of millions?"

A shop assistant nearby leaned over to take a quick look and answered cautiously, "Yes, it's a little boy whose origins are unknown."

"Little boy?" The young man in fancy clothes muttered, and suddenly waved his hand.

A curtain of water suddenly appeared in front of him.

Above the water curtain...

It turned out to be the same appearance as the little boy who followed Queyun before.

Jiang Yi remembered that the little boy was called Zheng Ze, and there was also a girl who looked like a little witch, and they both went into the bloody spring together.

At this moment, the young lady in Chinese clothing pointed at the picture of the little boy and asked the clerk: "Is it this little boy?"

However, the clerk shook his head repeatedly: "No, it's not..."

Zang Biao, who was standing by, was startled when he saw this.

Little boy? Isn't that the rich guy he's looking for?

What's the problem, little boy?

I was feeling nervous.

But the young man in fancy clothes frowned and said, "Are you sure it's not him? What does the boy look like? Is there a video? Play it and let me see it."

So the clerk quickly made arrangements and called up the video of the little silver dragon.

Jiang Yi also saw from the video that it was exactly the same as what Xiao Yinlong said.

The little guy was quite polite while purchasing the turntable. He is indeed a good kid who doesn't cause trouble.

The store clerk in the video looked quite friendly and flattering during the sales process.

The young lady in fancy clothes glanced at the little boy in the video and compared it with the image of the little boy he showed.

After hesitating for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "These two should be the same person in different disguises."

"What?" Zang Biao's heart skipped a beat again.

He swallowed hard, looked at the image of a little boy in fancy clothes, and couldn't help asking, "Where is this little boy?"