Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

After speaking, Baicheng left completely.

Those high-level people were very familiar with their actions. When they saw someone leaving first, they all stood up and left.

There was only one tall deputy leader standing on the stage, so angry that he almost spewed blood!

He squeezed his fist tightly, thinking that Baicheng, you had better not fall into my hand, otherwise, you would never have such an arrogant opportunity!

On the way back.

Although he just gave the deputy leader a meal at the meeting, Baicheng felt that his heart felt a lot more comfortable, but his mood still didn't get better.

Once the surroundings were quiet, he could always remember Li Jingyi's death.

The picture of Li Jingyi making a deal with himself is still vivid in his mind, and he died like this in an instant...

No, life and death were originally normal. Baicheng had long been negligent about these things, and he didn't put human life in his eyes at all.

But this time the person who died was Li Jingyi, so it was different.

Those subordinates who worked under Baicheng didn't know how many died in these years. Every time Baicheng was unhappy, he would shoot directly without hesitation.

But the only one, Li Jingyi, died so much that Baicheng felt such a pity!

Perhaps it was because Baicheng had never treated his subordinates as adults. The things he was greedy for life and fear of death were as lowly as ants.

But Li Jingyi is different. Li Jingyi is a living and powerful man of flesh and blood.

Yes, very powerful.

Baicheng, a person who has never been tricked by anyone before, will actually be tricked around by Li Jingyi, and he will be denied the ability one by one by the senior leaders of the entire organization.

For a while, Baicheng really hated Li Jingyi, and he couldn't wait to give Li Jingyi to his hand immediately!

But at this moment, his heart was more regretful and sad, and perhaps there was a certain element of cherishing talent.

Li Jingyi was one of the few geniuses he had ever seen. Hey, he just died like that. What a pity.

Along the way, the street scene kept going backwards, Baicheng stared hollowly at the scenery outside the window, and for the first time a melancholy appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, Baicheng suddenly saw something strange, and he waved his hand, "Wait!"

"What's wrong, boss?"

The driver expressed doubts, but quickly parked the car on the side of the road where Baicheng wanted.

In the end, Baicheng's gaze turned to a crossroad not far away, where an old man was alone burning paper money.

"That kind of thing was given to the dead, right?" Suddenly Baicheng asked.

The men in the front row felt a little hairy when they heard this, and nodded and said, "Yes, if you guessed it right, that family should have recently had a funeral, or it was the family’s memorial day, so burn some paper money to worship. a bit."

Hearing this, Baicheng was quiet for a while.

After that, he didn't know what Baicheng was thinking about, he suddenly calmly said, "Go, let's buy some paper money."

"what?"

The front row was stunned for a moment, and even wondered if his ears had heard something wrong. The boss actually said that he was going to buy some paper money, but wasn't the paper money burned to the dead?

Although he was very puzzled, his subordinates knew that he was inconvenient to ask too much, and soon drove Baicheng to the shop selling these things.

After arriving at the door of the store, Baicheng directly pushed the door to get out of the car, and his subordinates hurriedly shouted, "Boss, you don't want to get out of the car, can I just buy you something if you need it?"

The most important thing is that Baicheng is dressed in white, with white hair and white clothes, plus the snow-white complexion that he has cultivated in the dungeon all the year round. If this is seen by roadsiders, he might think that Baicheng is crazy.

But since Baicheng had already got off the car, this subordinate could not say anything.

He could only quickly open the car door and catch up with Baicheng at the fastest speed, and then the two approached the shop selling sacrifices together.

Sure enough, when such a strange person in Baicheng appeared, he directly surprised the owner of the shop.

"Could it be that there are two neuroses?" said the old woman.

The old man nodded silently, "I'll call the police and let the police come and catch both of them!"

"Don't don't don't, grandpa, don't be impulsive. Our gentleman just got a disease that is different from normal people. It's not a neurosis. Please don't worry." The subordinate quickly explained.

Hearing this, the old woman and grandfather had a pause, and seemed to believe the words of this subordinate, so they did not go to the police.

And Baicheng didn't pay much attention to all of this. He focused on the paper money and gold ingots on the vendors, and suddenly asked, "Boss, what is the most valuable thing here?"

"What?" The two elderly people were taken aback.

Baicheng thought that what he said was not clear enough? If this is the case, it would be better to speak more clearly.

Turning his head, Baicheng asked directly, "I asked, what kind of stuff in your store is the most valuable to the dead. Recently, a friend of mine died. I want to get some money for him to avoid him being there. It's a bad time."

When he said this, Bai Cheng didn't even realize that his expression seemed so natural, as if the friend in his mouth was really his friend.

The old woman was in this area of ​​business. She understood Baicheng's words at once and asked, "Yes, it's a good idea for you, but I want to ask if your friend was rich or poor during his lifetime?"

"Is a very rich man." Baicheng said without exaggeration, "wealth can be an enemy."

"It's true, don't lie to my old lady when I'm old." The old man clearly didn't believe what Baicheng said, and wondered where in this world could anyone be wealthy?

And Baicheng smiled faintly, as if he didn’t care what the old man thinks, he just said plainly, “Anyway, if you have something valuable over there, just give me some more. Also, your villa and car, all They are all packed for me."

In addition to all kinds of paper money, there are also "villas" and "cars" hand-made by the elderly. In short, they have everything.

"Young man, you, are you sure you want all of these?" The two old men were shocked.

When they opened this kind of store, there were not many daily customers, but now a young man with a strange dress came, and he opened his mouth to buy everything they have here.

This is a big business!