C3 It's You!

003 is you!

Daomiao sat there and waited for a long time.

Dugu Haoyan was also angry, it was almost time for dinner, and at this time, there were less people in the train station, because it was getting dark in a short while.

Daomiao squatted there as he watched the people in the train station grow fewer and fewer. He closed his eyes and prayed to San Qing in his heart: "Please come down quickly!"

Then, he opened his eyes and saw a person standing before him!

When he was almost done, Dugu Haoyan saw the little Daoist that was waiting by the side of the road!

He suddenly walked over!

"What's your cell phone number?" Dugu Haoyan decided to try his luck.

"Huh?" Daomiao was startled: "What did you say?"

"Are you waiting here?" Dugu Haoyan felt that asking for a phone number from the beginning was not good, so he changed his question.

"That's right!" Daomiao nodded honestly, then opened his mouth and said: "Sir, your looks are really very good, great wealth!"

"Anyone with a good eye can tell." Dugu Haoyan was angry: "I am driving a Bentley!"

How could someone like him not be wealthy?

"Someone driving a Bentley isn't necessarily a rich person. Or a driver?" Daomiao was especially sincere, "But your fate is not good!"

Dugu Haoyan was angered to the point of laughing, "My life is not good yet? Then the other people's lives would be even worse! "

"Although you are rich and powerful, you are destined to have Tribulation of Death!" Daomiao said in a serious tone, "You must be careful!"

"How do you know?" Dugu Haoyan was startled. When he was very young, his grandfather found someone to calculate for him, but he did not know what his grandfather was thinking. It was especially superstitious, but after hearing that he had Tribulation of Death, he set up a charity fund to give it to him.

Since he was young, he had been successful. He was of good birth and had a high IQ. However, his grandfather was a superstitious person.

"I saw it!" Daomiao raised his head and spoke to her. His neck was a little sore, so he stood up, and the thing on his knees fell to the ground. He bent down to pick it up, revealing the Money Sword's sword hilt.

Dugu Haoyan saw the sword hilt, his eyes immediately lit up: What is this?

"Magical artefact." Daomiao hurriedly wrapped it with cloth: "Money Sword."

Dugu Haoyan's eyes lit up: It's you!

"Me?" Daomiao was confused.

"This phone number, is it yours?" He gave her a business card.

Daomiao saw it, "That's right! "You are …?"

"I'm here to pick you up!" Dugu Haoyan asked him with a straight face: "Why didn't you turn it on?"

"My phone ran out of battery." Daomiao replied honestly.

"Why don't you bring a charger?" Dugu Haoyan was about to go crazy!

This day had all been wasted waiting!

And it was the first day of the fifth month!

And it even delayed his relationship with the customer!

If he had known earlier that he would come, he would have gone back to negotiate an order!

"There's no such thing …" Daomiao punched his thigh, making himself numb.

"Get in!" Dugu Haoyan turned and left: "Follow me!"

"Oh." Daomiao immediately grabbed his things and followed along. This was his benefactor!

Although the noble person did not seem to have a good temper and looked very strange, he was still a noble person!

In the last lucky hour, I found him!

He deserved to be happy!

He deserved to be happy!

Dugu Haoyan watched as he stuffed all the large and small bags into his car, and held tightly onto the steering wheel.

Endure it!

He had to hold it in!