"Mr. Qian's Qian family is a family of one of the twenty-eight generations of martial arts families, and Mr. Qian is the person who is most likely to inherit the head of the family in the future. Donor, how is your identity compared to Mr. Qian?"

Qian Xiaohao had previously said that the most outstanding figure in the young generation of the Qian family was his cousin Qian Tangyan.

Mr. Qian also told Qian Tangyan the address of the magic weapon guarded by the Qian family alone.

Now listening to the monk's words, it seems that the Qian Man I saw today surpassed Qian Tangyan, and his prestige and power seemed to be higher than Qian Tangyan.

Chen Xingran took out the phone and called Qian Xiaohao.

After roughly inquiring, Qian Xiaohao told him that although Qian Tangyan has the highest talent in the Qian family, in addition to the old man, the person who holds more power is Qian Tangyan's uncle and Qian Shoucai.

After Mr. Qian lost contact, Qian Shoucai continued to operate during this period, as if he wanted to take the lead and completely control the Qian family.

Chen Xingran hung up the phone, and he thought to himself that Qian Shoucai came to see Master Lexuan today, and 80% wanted to ask the master about whether Mr. Qian was still alive.

At this time, Wei Qing came over with a bulging envelope. Chen Xingran picked up the envelope and put it into the sleeve of the monk Jie Yin.

"Master, I really have such a status without money, but Buddhism emphasizes fate. Maybe Master Lexuan and I have fate today?"

The monk Jie Yin glanced at the envelope and smiled slightly.

“The fate is not enough.”

Chen Xingran was afraid that he would meet those stubborn monks who were willing to ask for money. Chen Xingran liked them so much.

Chen Xingran asked, "How many fates are there? I'm sorry, Master said it clearly?"

The monk invisible pointed at Chen Xingran's car key and said, "The donor's car is good."

Wei Qing said with a cold face at this time: "My boss has a car of 20 million! Don't go too far."

"Twenty million!" The monk Jie Yin thought that Chen Xingran was driving an ordinary Mercedes-Benz. Most of the Mercedes-Benz on the market are hundreds of thousands, or more than one million.

Wei Qing has seen blood. If he stretches his face, the ruthless aura emitted by his body will make ordinary people frightened.

The monk Jie Yin was stunned by Wei Qing's aura. After a long time, he lowered his voice and said, "The donor can afford to drive a car of 20 million, and there are warrior bodyguards around him. It seems that I have not cultivated enough and I am not sure about the person. I underestimated the donor. Let's do this, I will wait and ask Master Lexuan for instructions. If possible, I will make arrangements for the donor."

This monk Jie Yin is no longer like a monk, who is versatile and very sleek.

Chen Xingran said, "This is the case. As long as you help me meet Master Lexuan, I will give you a Mercedes-Benz."

Even if Chen Xingran sent the monk to the cheapest Mercedes-Benz, it would be equivalent to 300,000 to 400,000.

The monk Guiyin took Qian Shoucai to meet Master Lexuan before, and Qian Shoucai, who was stingy, gave him three thousand yuan.

"Donor, please wait, I'll go in and arrange it for you."

After the monk was in, Wei Qing said, "Boss, I don't think it's necessary to give such a rich monk so much benefit."

Chen Xingran smiled and said, "Don't be stingy with this little money. Maybe spending this little money can help you do something big."

After nearly twenty minutes, the monk Huigui came out.
Chapter completed!