My Little Mom is the Richest

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

"Okay, start redeeming!"

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

Mu Qiu couldn't put down the Thousand Manifestation of Sacred Points anymore, just looking at the old Chen in front of him, he 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 would not be able to return to the Manifestation Point.

"Okay, start redeeming!"

Mu Qiu covered her chest, and her heart was bleeding!

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 bit more confused.

"Is he stupid?" Old Chen began to worry about Mu Qiu's mental condition 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 100000.00 yuan, the current balance is 100000.03 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, Chen Lao Dao felt that he was really going crazy, "I think I should go!"

After saying that Chen Lao Dao was about to leave, Mu Qiu returned to God and stopped him more 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 is counted 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 changed to 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 in his mind. After a few minutes, he finally nodded.

"The deal! But I said in advance, even if I take your money, you 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 very 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's all in the past. Now in this society, rich is the kingly way. Have you ever heard that money 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.