Become the command of heaven and live forever!

The eight words shocked Chen Qingzhi.

"Wait, this is the seal on the imperial jade seal!" Chen Qingzhi suddenly stood up: "How brave are your Xia family? How dare you use such a seal?"

The old man Qingmai was proud: "We young lady can afford to have the noblest bloodline of Daxia!"

Chen Qingzhi was speechless.

Actually, it doesn’t matter. There are such counterfeit imperial seal toys on Taobao.

Modern people don't care about this kind of thing.

However, the real nobles and noble families in China care about it.

So the Xia family is really crazy.

"Well, what are you doing with this ring?"

The old man in Qingmoe turned his ring: "Son-in-law, didn't you say that, let me choose a gift."

Chen Qingzhi nodded: "I keep my word."

"That's good. Please stretch out your fingers, a drop of blood is enough!"

Use a drop of blood as a gift?

It's really a mystery, no wonder this old man in Green Mole has been talking about bloodline.

Chen Qingzhi stretched out his finger and pressed it on a mechanism of the ring.

A drop of blood is injected into the ring.

A touch of red color soon appeared on the white jade ring.

Finally, the word "天" became red, and Chen Qingzhi's blood was completely integrated with that word.

The old man in blue mole looked at him in surprise and then put it away with care.

For some reason, he looked sweaty.

"Son-in-law, I'll get off the boat first. Don't forget that you must go to the imperial capital before May next year." The old man Qingyi bowed repeatedly and got off the boat with satisfaction.

Chen Qingzhi took back his mind and ordered Jin Jingjing: "The consortium's full entry into the Demon City will be completed immediately. Then you should follow Wanying and help her start a business!"

Speaking of this, he looked serious: "Because of the teacher, I'm afraid I can no longer provide Wanying with financial support. This can only depend on her."

Jin Jingjing was ready to go: "No problem, sir, just give me some advice at any time."

"Well, Su Zhuangtang's production line has been established, and I will follow up at any time."

Chen Qingzhi planned: "Yan Ruyu series of rouges should create the feeling of Chinese Chinese culture, and use the glory of ancient prosperity as the core of the brand!"

"Rouge under traditional culture, combined with the selling points of modern cosmetics, and the core technology of meteorite jade extracts, is enough to create a super brand!"

Chen Qingzhi and Jin Jingjing carefully discussed Su Zhuangtang’s next plan.

Over there, the old man on the cruise ship had already landed.

His temperament changed again at this time.

It is full of majesty, which is an indescribable majesty, full of the posture of the superior.

Behind the old man, two followers appeared in the shadows that were not shining in the sun.

"The Chief Supervisor, no one followed along the way!"

The old man Qingmai was surprised: "Oh, our son-in-law has a Black Tide Shadow Guard under him. He is said to be an invincible existence. He didn't arrange for the Shadow Guard to follow me?"

Just as he was talking about this, a chuckle came.

Wutian appeared in shock after the two followers and said lightly: "Sir, I said, I want to send you ashore safely, so this is not tracking, but protection!"

The two followers of the old man in the blue mole were shocked.

They were actually followed by others, and the most embarrassing thing was that they didn't notice it at all.

The old man Qingyi touched his chin awkwardly: "Thank you, my son-in-law, for me."

Wutian left proudly.

The two followers came over ashamed: "Prime Minister, we have neglected our duties."

The old man Qingmai smiled and said, "No, you are here. Wutian, the leader of the Black Tide Shadow Guard, will it be strange if you can find out. Okay, let's not talk about this, will my order be conveyed?"

The follower bowed: "Mr. Jia from the cabinet will arrive soon!"

Mr. Jia, a big man from the cabinet and from the imperial capital, was not even worthy of "Mr." from his entourage, and at most he called him "Mr. Jia."

The old man Qingmai sneered directly: "I have been in the Demon City for so long, but he hasn't arrived yet? Did he be inefficient after leaving the cabinet?"

At this time, Mr. Jia, who was rushing to the death, was sitting in the car and trembling gently.

"It's that person who came!"

What is that old man with green mole? What is the identity of Mr. Jia?
Chapter completed!