What if Baimu goes to school? Wouldn't this rope maker's business collapse?
Ling pouted and said a little angrily,
"Who should I look for then?"
She couldn't think of anyone more suitable than Baimu.
It seems that Baimu is so useful that he now dislikes all other agents.
"The guys at Cunning Rabbit House always like to do some tricks in their commissions, exploring everywhere to get things and sell them to Dingni."
"Nekomata is actually quite nice, but she's been very busy lately. I don't want to disturb her since she's busy studying."
"Also, Nekomata's weapons are basically ineffective against the machines and corpses from Baiqi Heavy Industries. Their lethality is too low."
She suddenly paused and her tone became lighter, as if Watson had discovered a blind spot!
“Hey!”
"I have a good candidate!"
The corner of Zhe's mouth twitched. "You're not talking about that weird guy who always calls us uh... [The Scarlet Winged Hermit], are you?"
"Goodbye, she came yesterday and asked us to pretend to be Phaethon."
"Commissioning is also dangerous."
"Besides, they are members of the Defense Force, and we are not familiar with them."
But Ling felt that the guy seemed okay.
Apart from his somewhat strange personality, he is decisive and efficient, just like Bai Mu.
At least a commission is a commission, and he is very powerful when carrying a long sword.
"Why don't you try contacting her?"
"If it really doesn't work, let Shepherd speak for us. We helped her, and she also said that she could be our client. Besides, Baiqi Heavy Industry has been entrusted to many Dingni, brother."
“…Tsk.”
Zhe shook his head, also a little worried about Ling's personality of being too trusting of strangers.
You have to have a life to spend the money you earn.
I always feel that Ling's carefree attitude will cause trouble in the future...
Ling stood up with a smile and patted Zhe's shoulder.
"Don't worry, brother. I'll take care of anything that happens."
If only you could handle it...
Zhe was a little helpless, but for now, she was the only one who could do the job.
"Okay, let's contact that girl. What's her name, by the way?"
Ling pulled out the address book on her phone.
"Um, number 11."
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