Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal

Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
Beautiful woman full of melancholy


Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce.


Other than the top executive of the Chamber of Commerce, Mao Lin sat on top with a gloomy and frightening face.


"President, think of a way!"


At this moment, a high-level executive could finally not sit still and come out and say: "As we all know, a city can only have one first-rate chamber of commerce, a city can only have one first-rate chamber of commerce, and now it's only at the intersection of time.the chamber of commerce's rank!"


"Yes, President."


Another high-level executive came out and said: "Our competition with the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce could remain equal, and even in the development of the gold, silver, and cultivator goods market, he said, it was even better than the Baofeng Room. Trade, but now the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce is even better. Relying on a book, this month's income is 20% higher than our Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce, if it's like this next month, then this level chamber degree of trading, we can only hand it over."


“Yes, after that, we can only act according to the views of Baofeng Chamber of Commerce. Even the price of goods and market choice will be prioritized.” Someone else came out and said.


For a time, everyone in the entire conference hall was worried.


This made the face of Mao Lin, who was sitting on top, grow grim, and his palms increasingly clasped the chair.


He originally thought that Yi Feng's damaged book would be able to sell two copies with his help, but who would have thought that the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce would become a fire in the blink of an eye.


Not only that, but the Baofeng Chamber of Commerce relied on this book to directly surpass the Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce by 20%.


“President, I heard earlier that it seems that the original author of this book came to you earlier?” At this moment, a high-level executive asked Mao Lin.


Mao Lin raised his eyebrows.


It's okay not to mention this one, he almost had a heart attack when he mentioned this one.


Yes, it was Yi Feng who came to him first, but he gave up a way to make a lot of money, which was even more uncomfortable than a dead wife.


Immediately, his face was embarrassed, and he coughed twice before waving his hand and saying, "Don't be impatient, everyone, what haven't we met since the establishment of the Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce? I'll solve this problem."


"Dare to ask the president how to solve it?"


someone asked.


Clearly, although Mao Lin was the chairman of the chamber of commerce, he was not alone in the chamber of commerce, this matter had raised everyone's doubts.


"I had a little friendship with him about that writer. If it was a big deal, I would talk to him again and ask him to return to my Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce to publish," Mao Lin said with an ugly face.


“President, people have just started looking for cooperation with our Chamber of Commerce, we do not want it, and now we call it back, is it so easy?” one of them asked.


Hearing this, the faces of others also showed concern.


Because of that, Mao Lin's face was not handsome, but the problem had gotten to this point, even if it wasn't easy, he would have to find a way to pull Yi Feng back, otherwise, it would be, a high-level chamber of commerce would question him, and he, the chamber of commerce chairman, could not stand it!


Thinking of this, he waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worry about this. I said that I still have a friendship with her, and I will definitely let her back, so don't worry!"


"I hope so."


Since Mao Lin had said it, everyone in the Chamber of Commerce could only choose for a while to believe it, and then the meeting would be dissolved.


Mount Mufu behind Pingjiang City.


At the top of the rim, there was a courtyard, next to the courtyard was a hundred zhang waterfall, and the flushing power condensed a pool of clear water with green smoke curving next to the water pond, and there was another garden.


"Miss, what a fun show."


Right at this moment, a servant came running over with a face full of surprise.


“Maomao, didn't I tell you not to be impatient.” The woman in white looked angrily at the servant who came, and said softly.


“Nona, she has published a new book.” Mao Mao shouted with a book in his hand, waving his hand.


"him?"


"A Dream of Red Mansions?"


Hearing those words, the woman in white clothes hurriedly stood up to greet Maomao, "Quick, Maomao, show me quickly."


“Nona Huh, You still say that I'm in a hurry, don't you think you're more anxious than me?” Mao Mao said flirtatiously with her little red lips.


“How dare you talk back, quickly, prepare a seat and prepare tea, and do not disturb me if it is okay.” The woman in white hurriedly instructed Maomao's servant.


One cup of tea, one sitting, the white-clothed woman picked up the book for one day, from morning to evening.


At this moment, he had already finished watching it.


But holding the book for a long time was not calm, his eyes were filled with emptiness, it seemed like he was still in love between the two Supreme Treasures and had never come out.


"If you give me a chance to start over, I'll tell you, I love you, if you have to add a deadline, I hope it's 10,000 years ..."


"A sentence like that ..."


“What kind of person can write it?” The woman in white whispered softly.


Seeing this, Mao Mao got up and said with a small mouth: "Miss, you look like this again. The Dream of the Red House made you unable to sleep and unable to sleep last time, but this time it was better, even your eyes went crazy."


“You little girl, you really hold back.” The lady in white drank lightly, carefully holding the Highest Treasure in her hand, and her red lips moved slightly: “Dream of the Red Great House, Book of the Highest Treasure, Mao Mao, and the, you said, this this guy must be a very gentle person, what do you think he looks like?"


After saying that, his crystal eyes flashed, and his face became homesick.


"I don't know either."


Mao Mao shook his head sadly.


"Ughhh!"


An*******full melancholy.


dong dong dong!


At that moment, there was a knock on the door.


"okay?"


The woman in white clothes frowned.


Mao Mao was also full of doubts, they had never excelled at this place...