Chapter 41 Remember to dress nicely Enough

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Yi Feng took out the card that the steward of Baofeng Chamber of Commerce had just given him.

"To be honest, if it was in the past, I might have bowed down for a fight, but now..."

"Ten thousand gold coins are really nothing to me."

As he said that, Yi Feng did not forget to shake the card in front of Mao Lin's eyes.

"Humph!"

Mao Lin sneered, but the next moment, his eyes caught the card waving in Yi Feng's hand.

The exclusive color and pattern?

What?

Mao Lin's face changed drastically. As the president of Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce, how could he not recognize the exclusive memory card of their mortal enemy Baofeng Chamber of Commerce?

This memory card is similar to their Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce, divided into different levels.

He could tell at a glance that the card in Yi Feng's hand was a high-level card of the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce. If you have this card, there are at least 100,000 gold coins in it.

In other words, Yi Feng has at least 100,000 gold coins.

Thinking of this, Mao Lin felt like a fish bone stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

"What do you think, President Mao?"

Seeing Mao Lin's frustrated look, Yi Feng narrowed his eyes and asked with a pure smile.

"You..."

"You you you..."

"You win, hum." Mao Lin's face turned blue with anger, and he almost vomited blood. He snorted angrily and shouted, "Let's go." x33xs.

Looking at Mao Lin who left in disgrace, Yi Feng put away the card with disdain.

It feels so good to slap someone in the face with money.

Of course, Yi Feng never wanted to pretend to be magnanimous. Even when Mao Lin was unwilling to give him the book, he would not have any objection. He also understood that he was concerned about the interests of the Chamber of Commerce.

But he should never belittle Yi Feng's efforts and even come up with a hundred gold coins to humiliate him.

As a man,

it's okay to be poor, but never be poor in ambition.

So when Mao Lin came this time, Yi Feng naturally wouldn't give him a good look.

Mao Lin returned to the Chamber of Commerce with a dark face, and the top executives of the entire Chamber of Commerce were waiting for him. When they knew that Mao Lin had returned empty-handed, the pressure from everyone came head-on.

"President, didn't you swear before that you would invite that author back?"

"Yes, last month the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce made twice as much profit as us. If this trend continues this month, let alone the profit this book will bring to the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce, its influence and reputation alone will crush our Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce." "If the Baofeng Chamber of

Commerce wins the first prize in this chamber of commerce classification, then you, Mao Lin, will be the sinner of our Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce."

One impolite voice after another came, and Mao Lin was exhausted, but facing their pressure, even as the president, he could not ignore it. He could only force himself to say, "It's just a one-time failure. What's the matter? I have my own way."

After the meeting, Mao Lin returned home and sat at the top with a frown.

Finally, he shouted, "Someone, call the young lady out to me."

After a while, Mao Yun'er, with a beautiful figure draped over a red long skirt and bare feet, walked in and asked softly, "I wonder what father wants to see me about?"

"Hey, Yun'er."

Seeing Mao Yun'er coming, Mao Lin put away the gloom on his face, and said with a smile, "I have good news to tell you. The author of Dream of the Red Chamber has been found. By the way, I have to tell you that the author of Supreme Treasure is also the same person."

"Really?"

Mao Yun'er's pretty face was surprised, and her face was full of joy.

"Not bad."

Mao Lin nodded, and then asked, "Yun'er, let me ask you, do you like this man?"

Hearing this, Mao Yun'er's pretty face flushed, and she lowered her head and said, "Father, although I have never met him, he has excellent literary talent and has written many great works. I think he must be a kind, elegant, and gentle gentleman!"

Seeing Mao Yun'er praising Yi Feng so much, Mao Lin's face became a little gloomy, but he quickly put it away and said gently, "Yun'er, your father will support you in whatever you like, and literature is indeed a fascinating thing, so if you have aspirations, just go for it boldly!"

"Thank you, father."

Mao Yun'er's pretty face was excited. Thinking that she would soon be able to meet the great man she had been thinking about day and night, her pretty face was unconsciously filled with blushing.

"Okay, go down. I will have someone tell you his identity information and address later. Take some time to visit him!" Mao Lin ordered.

"Yes, father, Yun'er will take her leave." Mao Yun'er said softly.

"By the way."

As Mao Yun'er left, Mao Lin could not help but shout again.

"Huh?"

Mao Yun'er turned around.

"Remember to dress up nicely, and your skirt is too long. Most literati don't like it."

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