Director Zhou’s face stiffened, but when he thought of his original intention of coming, he could only endure the pain and say, “This is what I should do. It’s good that Martial Uncle Yan doesn’t mind.”
“Of course not. It’s just that my money is a little tight recently, and I don’t even have the money to buy buns,”Hei Xinjiu said with a sigh.
Director Zhou was so angry that he was twitching. Your Money Is Tight? Are You Shameless? Did you feed all the spiritual stones that you extorted to the dogs?
If Hei Xinjiu knew what he was thinking, she would definitely tell him that she didn’t feed the dogs, but... fed the pigs.
Chancellor Zhou had no choice but to give Hei xinjiu a lot of spiritual stones.
Hei Xinjiu immediately smiled like a flower. “Martial nephew Zhou, I’ve always thought highly of you. As expected, I didn’t misjudge you. Come, sit, have some tea.”
The two chatted for a while before Chancellor Zhou got to the main topic: