Apocalyptic Resource Tycoon

Rao was a big figure in Metal Storm City, and he couldn't help being surprised when he suddenly saw so many familiar things before the end of the world.

Liu Feifan had already thought about the source of these things, just as they had deceived Mengmeng, they were buried in meteorite soil.

"Hey, brother Xiaofan, I'm not welcome, Lao Xiong."

With a "bang", Xiong Erliang was the first to open a can of Wanglaoji, raised his head and took a big mouthful, and Xueji gave him a white look, "Old Xiong, you really don't think of yourself as an outsider? You know this can of Wanglaoji. , How much do you have to sell now?"

Seeing that only Xiong Erliang opened the drink and drank it, the others were not embarrassed to open it. Liu Feifei smiled and opened a can of Wang Laoji to each of them. "The water is meant to be drunk, you are welcome."

"Then you are really welcome."

Xue Ji was the first to take over Wang Laoji happily, took a sip, and then his big eyes lit up, "It's really not expired! Brother Xiaofan..." Xue Ji smiled and looked at Liu Feifan, tilted her head, "I How come you look like someone who has crossed over?"

"Hey, I look like it!" Xiong Erliang drank a can of Wang Laoji to the bottom, Wan Lei quickly opened another can for him, Xiong Erliang happily took it, took a look at Wan Lei, and said happily: Brother Fan, I haven't seen you for two days, and I have found so many great beauties. They are better than my old Xiong. By the way, Brother Fan, what did you do before the end of life?"

Are they here to test themselves?

Liu Feifei smiled calmly, "College students, poor students studying at Chuncheng University."

"Amazing."

Xiong Erliang patted his thigh, "Come on! Let's make a bet, guess what my old bear was doing before the end of life, you guessed it, old bear, I will give you a car."

"He repaired a car!" Xue Ji gave Xiong Erliang a white look. "Working for someone to repair a car makes less than 3,000 yuan a month. If it weren't for this end of life, he wouldn't even be able to get a wife in his life."

"Hey little blood girl! Then we two are just the opposite!" Xiong Erliang grinned, "If it weren't for this end of the world, your little appearance, you must marry a rich second generation? Hey, but after the end of the world... Alas, I’m talking about Xiao Xue Ji! Look at Xiao Qingcheng and Shui Yun. They have nails. How beautiful are girls’ nails, ah? Hey...Why don’t you keep nails?"

"Xiong Erliang..." Xue Ji's big eyes narrowed into a slit, "Believe it or not someday I will take you to us to play while you are drunk?"

"Hehe, just kidding! Hehehehe..." Xiong Erliang was actually persuaded, scratching his head and glanced at half a month, "Look at others for a half month, and they didn't leave their nails. Why are they not as excited as you? "

"Mr. Liu."

Hua Qingcheng gently put Wanglaoji's jar on the coffee table, and slightly raised her hand. The two big men in black suits standing behind her sofa brought a black bag and placed it in front of Liu Feihua...

"Mr. Liu, this is 67 million in cash, please order a little."

Hua Qingcheng looked at Liu Feifan calmly, and Liu Feifan's heart moved slightly. When he looked at the other people, there was no unexpected expression. Only the big eyes of Xue Ji stared at this bag, bright.

Her eyes always seem to be so bright...

It looks like they knew it a long time ago.

"Thank you."

Taking the backpack with a faint smile, Liu Feifan glanced inside. There were stacks of 6000 gold bills.

"Wu Qian, go get the cigarette Miss Qingcheng asked for..."

67 million in cash, others may have been mentally prepared, but when Ning Xiaomeng heard this number, she was surprised again!

67 million in cash!Miss Qingcheng personally delivered it!

What cigarette is worth so much money?

She stood behind Liu Feifan, staring at the bag blankly!

"I'm rich! Brother Xiaofan..." Xiong Erliang looked at the bag, "Someday you have to treat you without paying taxes, 67 million gold! My old Xiong looks greedy."

"Yes, brother Xiaofan..." Xue Ji glanced at Hua Qingcheng sourly, "67 million gold, but it's enough for my sister to work in that ghost place for 20 years, otherwise..." Xue Ji rolled his eyes. He smiled and got up and sat down next to Liu Feifei, with his elbow on his shoulder and head leaning up, "Brother Xiaofan, otherwise you can marry your sister, and sister will save the money for you..."

"I think it's OK, the money is just used as a pension."

Xiong Erliang grinned, and Xue Ji gave him a white look. "The dog can't spit out ivory."

"Mr. Liu..." Hua Qingcheng's face was always smiling, and her beautiful eyes looked at Liu Feifan, "You let me be punished with Lord City Lord this time."

With 370,000 high-end cigarettes before the end of the world, 60% of the tax, Hua Qingcheng wrote a few small characters, which is equivalent to sending out 220,000 cigarettes.

It is not difficult to imagine how shocked she was after she just learned the news!

But this is not to blame for her, as long as it is a normal-thinking person, who can imagine that Liu Feifan came to Metal Storm City alone and could bring so much smoke.

"By the way! I still have a gift for Miss Qingcheng."

Liu Feifan stood up, "Wu Qian, follow me to the 2nd floor and take down the present for Miss Qingcheng."

Wu Qian nodded thoughtfully, and the two went up to the second floor one after another...

Ning Xiaomeng was chatting and drinking tea with a few people downstairs...

For more than ten minutes, two people walked down from the second floor with a few famous brand bags from Shengshishi...

Before the end of the world, Wu Qian's father was a local tyrant. Wu Qian had a certain degree of understanding of various famous brands. According to Hua Qingcheng's figure size, Wu Qian helped choose some brands of skirts, clothes, ladies' bags...

"Oh! Little Qingcheng, this skirt costs five to sixty thousand before the end of the world!"

Xue Ji took the skirt and compared it to her body. Hua Qingcheng looked at Liu Feihua's eyes again with a hint of surprise...

These clothes, with her net worth today, naturally know what the price is.

Astonishment faded away, Hua Qingcheng's peerless little face, there was another quiet smile, "Mr. Liu, you are really polite..."

A big man in a black suit approached Liu Feifan, and respectfully handed over a small golden notebook with both hands. Hua Qingcheng said, "This is the second thing I have come today. Mr. Liu’s work permit, the City Lord’s Mansion has prepared it for you. Up."

The little book is golden. I don't know if it is a layer of gold powder. Liu Feifei opened the little book. The title page-Metal Storm City, Hua Qingcheng (assistant).

Below is his own name-Liu Feihua.