Half a day later, Lu Chen was in a good mood after seeing off his first guest in New York.
One of them was naturally because he had obtained another 13 points. Selling a jar was 10 points, and introducing it three times was 3 points.
Secondly, he had cast the net.
Yes, casting a net.
That young girl, the ice woman who called herself Molly before she left and said that she would definitely come back next time, was obviously not a well-behaved person.
With such a young girl 'publicizing' him, Lu Chen did not have to worry about not having customers.
Moreover, it was worth mentioning that as a demon merchant, simply selling jars was not his style.
Selling jars was just a formality. His real goal was to harvest souls.
However, this soul was very particular.
The souls of ordinary people were dispensable to him.
What he really needed was an extremely pure and powerful soul.
Powerful, naturally, was the power of strength. As for purity, it was a measure.
Slayer Tyrant, who was determined to maintain the balance of the universe, was an extremely pure soul.
According to the system, if he could harvest such a soul, he would receive a reward.
Therefore, as a businessman, Lu Chen had to shoulder another mission--
Using the resources in the jar to nurture them into powerhouses…
As for the purity of the soul, Lu Chen did not have any clue.
He would take it slow. After all, he did not lack time.
……
At this moment, what Lu Chen did not know was that his first customer, Molly, was not just restless...
"Swoosh!"
Amidst a tearing sound, a bloody wound appeared on the neck of an old man who was over fifty years old.
"Molly, you're crazy."
"Do you know what you are doing?"
"Damn it, come, come quickly.”
Screams and exclamations rang out. In this instant, the higher-ups of the company sitting high in the meeting room looked at the young lady with a cold expression not far away in disbelief.
Molly, the little princess of this company.
Yes, once.
Ever since her parents passed away, the legal person of the entire company had been changed under the tacit understanding of a few people.
And all of this happened without anyone noticing.
As for Molly, she was a ridiculous girl who spent her days reminiscing about the past and chasing after mystery.
For a fellow like her, they would give her a tip every month to cover her basic needs.
However, everything changed today.
The girl returned to the company calmly and asked for a board meeting.
The elders still gave her a chance to save face.
However, in tacit understanding, none of the company's higher-ups looked at her in the eye.
Especially when they heard that this young girl wanted to return her father's inheritance, most of them looked impatient, and even a hint of coldness flashed in the depths of their eyes.
The cake had already been divided, so who was willing to spit it out?
In this silence, almost all the higher-ups watched coldly from the sidelines until a secretary took out a document.
" Dear Ms. Molly, your father caused a large loss to the company during his tenure. After a unanimous resolution, we have already..."
It was a very, very long document, but it was nothing more than framing her father and using legal names…
And all of this had just ended.
Molly, the former little princess of the company, took out a box of biscuits and ate one. As she chewed and swallowed slowly, she seemed to have changed into a different person. She became colder and colder, and the people sitting beside her could not help but shiver.
Then, with a crack, the thing in front of Molly exploded...
Under the incredulous gazes of the higher-ups, this young girl grabbed a glass shard with two fingers and instantly wiped the throat of the secretary who had been reading.
"I don't want the inheritance, but you shouldn't deliberately trample on my father.”
His cold voice caused the temperature in the entire meeting room to drop.
However, at this moment," Ta, ta, ta…"
Hurried and dense footsteps suddenly sounded outside the conference room.
"Rumble!"
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a group of fully armed security guards rushed in.
Looking at the security guards, many of the higher-ups heaved a sigh of relief.
Who knew how a girl could be so oppressive?
However, it was all over.
Murder was a capital offense.
Although this was an insignificant secretary, it was enough to send this last unstable factor to prison until death.
At the thought of this, an old man who seemed to have a high prestige snorted coldly and said,
"Catch her and send her to prison. Also, I don't want to see her come out again.”
"Yes…"
As they responded, dozens of security guards slowly approached the girl.
As for the other higher-ups, they sighed with pity.
It was said that impulsiveness was the devil.
This time, he had played himself to death.
However, at this moment, no one noticed that the corners of the young lady's mouth curled up into a cold arc.
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