Fairyland, big problem

"interesting."

There was a bit of approval in the light tone.

The main force competing for the Patriarch is Mu Fengshuang's father and his peers, and the burden of analyzing the old Patriarch's thoughts on retreat is mainly on these direct competitors.

The main purpose of Mu Fengshuang's search abroad was not to find a master of cultivation. With her connections, she couldn't find a darker person who was stronger than the elders of the clan.

The real goal is a unique move, to find someone to interpret the meaning conveyed by the old Patriarch from an unexpected angle.

Wen Jiu is very right.

As a direct descendant, Mu Fengshuang is eligible to listen to his grandfather's lectures, and there is a quota to bring his cronies, such as the little secretary.

There is only one place, even if Mu Fengshuang is only out of opportunistic mentality, he has to choose as strong and reliable as possible.

The most important thing is reliability.

Cui Yuanshan knew about Wen Jiu's situation, and he only had two stars, so he didn't have to worry about stealing the Mu family's spells.

Not to mention classmates, if you work hard at the two-star level for a hundred years, you may not understand what the old Patriarch is saying.

Some things must be practiced to understand the strategy, just like practicing.

"Mr. Wen, your qualifications are basically qualified, but what you say is unfounded. I hope you can show it."

"Stop first, let me confirm something... I don't need to speak then, do I?"

"Huh?" Mu Fengshuang paused in her dignified and elegant posture, "What speech?"

"If I guess something, I'll just tell you secretly, don't push yourself out."

After understanding for a few seconds, Mu Fengshuang couldn't help laughing, "How can you have a chance to speak?"

When Mu Fengshuang brought Wen Jiu into the arena, others thought he was a entourage carrying a bag, at most a confidant-level entourage.

Even if he guessed some clues, Wen Jiu told Mu Fengshuang privately, and Mu Fengshuang would just tell his father.

"Don't even think about singing your own play on the stage of Mu's house."

"Then I'm relieved."

"Um?"

Mu Fengshuang was even more puzzled, but anyone who had some ability to sue An would more or less hope to show himself in front of the Su An aristocratic family.

Wen Jiu in front of him... seems to just want to take the money and leave silently.

you do not say.

What Wen Jiu is thinking about now is how to achieve the dream commission without leaving an impression on others.

I just want to talk to the old Patriarch, and he will say "hmm", otherwise Meimeng points will not be awarded if it is completed.

Without sweet dream points, Mu Fengshuang must have paid a lot of rewards, anyway, the precondition is not to show up in public.

Mu's family can be a big customer, but now Wen Jiu can't easily take advantage of this trend.

"Mr. Wen, you are very confident."

"No, just to insure yourself."

Back to the moment, Mu Fengshuang asked Wen Jiu to show off his strength, and there happened to be a ready-made image of a dream in front of him.

The little secretary's wine jars and various bottles are so frank, let's talk about +3 points first.

"It's not easy for me to analyze Miss Mu's heart when we meet for the first time. Can I analyze your accompanying secretary?"

"Huh? Okay, little secretary."

Hearing the master's greeting, the little secretary approached from the wall and stood beside the tea table.

"Mr. Wen, how can I cooperate?"

Even if he knew the answer, Wen Jiu couldn't be too obsessed, so he nodded first to express his approval.

On the game interface, the stone sculpture of Dream God shone slightly, and the commission was completed.

Make tea by hand.

"Come on, drink tea first."

"Thanks."

The little secretary is a child adopted by Mu's family. He was Mu Fengshuang's accompanying student since he was a child, and later started a business together, and has seen many great things in the world.

The tea entered the mouth, with a strong fragrance and sweet aftertaste, the little secretary's eyes were clear, and the plump bun face lifted and melted.

"Good tea, brewed for a little longer."

For the first brewing of tea leaves, just soak in water for a few seconds. As the number of brewing increases, the time of soaking in water will be extended each time.

It is difficult for ordinary people to control.

"Well, little secretary, your favorite drink isn't tea, is it?"

"Eh?"

Wen Jiu's words attracted the attention of the master and the servant. Of course, Mu Fengshuang knew what the little secretary who had been with him since childhood liked, but how could it be possible for a stranger to see it at a glance.

Cui Yuanshan poured tea silently to watch the show, he knew that Wen Jiu was about to show fortune-telling and astrologer-level skills again.

"You don't need to suppress your true heart." Wen Jiu began to lay the groundwork for the early emotions.

"The bosses of big companies may like Masked Rider in private, and those in high positions may love magical girls the most in their hearts. As long as you behave righteously and walk well, there is nothing to hide your hobbies in your heart."

In the quiet office, the little secretary's saliva could be clearly heard.

"Mr. Wen, you mean..."

"I also like to drink, all kinds of wine."

Cui Yuanshan, who was tasting tea, was secretly amused, while Wen Jiuming didn't drink alcohol at all.

"I...I..." the little secretary stammered.

"Relax, the wine culture is extensive and profound, embrace it according to your heart, and don't be locked in a prison because of the usually too strict self-discipline."

"Really can..."

"Yes, alcohol has a long history, and it is an indispensable element of our catering culture along with human development."

"Wow... wow!"

The little secretary who suddenly burst into tears scared Cui Yuanshan and Wen Jiu too.

Realizing my true heart should be very healing and warm, why cry so aggrieved.

The little secretary burst into tears, "Miss Mu, Miss Fengshuang, I want to drink... You haven't let me touch it for a week..."

Wen Jiu was sweating profusely, recalling the classic plot: Coach, Coach Anxi, I want to play basketball...

Su put his hand on his forehead, Mu Fengshuang shook his head.

There are a lot of messy things in the company at the end of the year, and the little secretary made a mistake with drinking, so she was banned for a week, but suddenly her mentality exploded.

Shouting the appeal in his heart, the little secretary felt a certain calling, and when he turned around, he found wine jars, wine bottles, wine jugs...

All kinds of containers are close at hand.

"Hey... hey~ hey hey ha ha ha ha."

The rogue-like laugh made Wen Jiu's hair stand on end. The little secretary's gesture of embracing Meimeng was like a bt uncle blocking the little girl in a dead end. A story that could write 100,000 words was about to begin.

Snapped-

As soon as Mu Fengshuang clapped his hands, the little secretary woke up like a dream, and quickly adjusted her state, returning to her strict elite appearance.

On the game interface, a text prompt box pops up:

Dream points +6.

Wen Jiu couldn't help complaining that the score was twice as high as that of the children's innocent dreams just for breaking the dream.

When pointing out children in the park, it is basically 3 points of sweet dreams.

This is also good, the original 44+6, the player currently has 50 Dream Points, which can be exchanged for New Moon Feather.

As always, don't rush to exchange, but stock up first.

Save a New Moon Feather to save your life, and it will not be too late to exchange for a second New Moon Feather if you encounter a really difficult commission.

If something really happened, Meimeng Consulting might be able to save lives, but if Crescent Feather is not enough, the result is at most a wrong entrustment.

"Mr. Wen, that's amazing."

Patting her palm lightly, Mu Fengshuang was amazed in her heart, the good family education enabled her to maintain a moderate performance in the excitement, and she still had a gentle and elegant temperament.

"It's okay, the little secretary's thought city is incomparable to that of the old Patriarch, and the difficulty of actually starting the task is several times higher..."