My little mom is the richest man

"Give me a thousand points of manifestation!" Mu Qiu's heart was hurting when she said this.

"Okay, start redeeming!"

"Wait...wait, I'll think about it again."

Mu Qiu could no longer play the Thousand Manifestations of Sacred Points, but he just looked at the old Chen before him and felt that 10,000 yuan would not be able to pass him.

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Qiu said cruelly: "Give me 10,000 Sacred Points."

To be on the safe side, he was absolutely cruel. Now that he decided to spend the Manifestation Point, he took one step to avoid the unintended exchange of cash that could not be changed back to the Manifestation Point.

"Okay, start redeeming!"

Mu Qiu covered her chest and her heart was bleeding!

The old Chen on the side looked at Mu Qiu without speaking, and saw the constant changes on his face. At this time, he covered his chest again, his eyes were a little more confused.

"Is he stupid?" Old Chen began to worry about Mu Qiu's mental state at this time.

"The exchange is complete, the currency is transferred to the host's bank card, please check the host."

As soon as he finished talking about the system, Mu Qiu's phone rang. He ignored the system and took out the phone.

"Your account with the end number of 8868 is issued on behalf of the online banking income of 10,0000.00 yuan, the current balance is 10,0000.03 yuan---[Agricultural Bank]

Seeing such a text message, Mu Qiu couldn't laugh at all. He never expected that he would worry about money one day.

Seeing Mu Qiu's expression changed again, Old Chen felt that he was really going crazy, "I think I should go!"

After talking about Chen Laodao, he was about to leave, and Mu Qiu returned to God and stopped him quickly.

"We're discussing it." As he said, he looked around, found his clothes and took out the bank card.

"Here is one hundred thousand yuan, which counts as my apprenticeship fee for you, so you can accept it!"

Chen Lao Dao opened his eyes when he heard the 100,000 yuan, but immediately put on a skeptical expression.

He looked at Mu Qiu up and down, how could he not believe that Mu Qiu could really put out one hundred thousand yuan.

That kind of look made Mu Qiu very upset, but she had to be patient and explained: "My wife originally gave it to you. If you agree to the card, you can take it now."

"Really?" Old Chen was guilty of greed, and he started to itchy looking at the bank card in Mu Qiu's hand.

Mu Qiu spread out his hands, "The cards are all in front of you, what else do you have to worry about."

Only the bank card was left in Chen Lao Dao's eyes. One hundred thousand yuan was spinning around in his mind. After a few minutes, he finally nodded.

"Deal! But you said in advance, even if I take your money, you still have to go down with me."

Mu Qiu nodded, "Yes!"

As soon as Mu Qiu's words were spoken, Old Chen couldn't wait to take the bank card over, and he was extremely happy looking at the bank card in his hand.

Seeing his appearance, Mu Qiu couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "Do you need this? It stands to reason that you cultivators should be indifferent to fame and fortune?"

Old Chen glanced at Mu Qiu, "That was all in the past. Now that the richness of this society is the kingly way, have you never heard that richness can make a ghost push?"

Mu Qiu curled his lips, "I don't know if I can make ghosts grind, but I know it can make you grind."

Old Chen's eyes widened, "Can you speak?"

He carefully put away the bank card, and when he looked at Mu Qiu again, he showed a serious expression.