Several questions made Meow Meow fall into a brief silence.

After about thirty seconds, Miaomiao did not answer, but a window popped up on the computer desktop.

Lin Feng quickly opened the window and browsed it carefully.

"Ask for help from the agent Mr. Yuan!"

Seeing the title, Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and was very curious about who this Master Yuan is, and he can get their agency rights.

With curious thoughts, Lin Feng continued to look down.

The world of agents: Kung Fu world!

Agent permissions: various peerless secrets.

Agent time: three years, two months and twelve days.

"Fuck!" Lin Feng was already very shocked when he saw the options in the first column. After he continued to read all the introductions, he couldn't help but swear.

"I didn't expect that the beggar uncle in Kung Fu was actually our agent!"

Lin Feng is extremely familiar with Kung Fu. Once upon a time, like A Xing inside, he had dreams and had infinite longings and yearning for the future.

So Lin Feng took out the "Kung Fu" when he was fine at that time. He was extremely familiar with the characters inside, but he never thought that the most mysterious beggar uncle there was actually their agent.

But thinking about it is true, only with this kind of strength can one be an agent from home.

Lin Feng seemed to be hit by thunder, and five thunders hit the top. It took a long time to slowly recover.

After figuring out the identity and world of the agent, Lin Feng began to check what problems Mr. Yuan had and why he sent a message for help.

Help information: Boss, the price of your books is too high, I can't sell them at all. The current situation is so turbulent, who is still busy practicing martial arts and is busy making money? So, Boss, can you slightly lower the price of your books? I can make it easier to sell.

In Lin Feng's impression, Master Yuan's books are indeed a bit expensive. Originally, a book worth two cents could be sold for ten yuan, which was simply a sky-high price. At that time, he also complained about the price, but unexpectedly, it was the price set by his own family.

For a moment, Lin Feng was a little amused and crying.

After figuring out the agency's problem, Lin Feng began to ask about the solution, "Miaomiao, can we reduce the price for him and take the flow?"

"No, these are the prices stipulated by the system, and you cannot discount them in terms of prices." Miaomiao refused without thinking.

"Then what should we do? Is there any solution?" Because this is the first time Lin Feng has dealt with this kind of problem, he must be very cautious in every link and carefully confirm it.

Miaomiao was silent for a while, for about ten seconds, "The only solution was to convince the agent to stop making the price."

"..." Lin Feng was so stupid. What kind of plan was this? When he was promoted to the exam, he didn't mention this item!

"I knew it was not necessary to advance to the exam." Lin Feng complained for a moment, and was a little confused. How could he solve this problem? Without giving a price cut or other compensation, he asked himself to convince people with a mouth?

Lin Feng felt that if he had the ability, he would not have lived so dull in his previous life.

But now that the matter is approaching, he has no way to refuse or refuse. He can only find a way to persuade Mr. Yuan to not worry about the price.

But then again, who do business doesn’t care about the price? Some businessmen who are careful about the price fluctuations even at the price of a cent, let alone the price gap between them is so big.

Lin Feng, who felt his whole head swelling, stood up and wanted to go to the living room to get his cell phone. He called Lin Ling'er to apply for the price. But when he was halfway through, Lin Feng returned alone.

"Damn, if you can't even solve this problem, then why do you have to do? Why don't you fire me yourself!" Lin Feng, who was strong, gritted his teeth and decided to deal with this matter alone. He can't bother Lin Ling'er.

It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. Lin Feng understood this point and suddenly realized his mind. He no longer hesitated. He quickly called out the on-site mediation button and pressed it heavily.

The familiar voice echoed in my mind again.

On-site mediation has begun, and now we will start to adjust our customer service strength!

Goal: Kung Fu world!

The strength adjustment is completed, and the coordinates are adjusted!

On-site mediation begins!

......

I have been an agent for more than three years. Master Yuan, whose real name is Yuan Ye, has felt a little sad recently.

Others are acting as agents, not only are they rich and powerful, but they are at least fed and fed. But not only did they not save money, but they even relied on the Beggars' Sect to help their brothers.

If he had not relied on his relatively high status in the Beggars' Sect and belonged to the elder in the past three years, he would have been starved to death long ago.

But there is a life of a meal without a meal, and Mr. Yuan doesn't want to live there anymore, so he sends a message of help from his superiors. He doesn't have much hope for this, but just wants to reduce it a little bit.

Through the bustling wealthy area, the poor orphan well-being house in front of him was his goal.

As for children, they all have a dream of martial arts, especially in the current environment, so they plan to come here to try their luck and see if there are any suitable goals.

If he really encounters one, he won't have to worry about his meal this month.

With this idea, Master Yuan started looking for targets in the crowd with Shamatt's infinitely cool and cool head.

Now it is the time for the orphans’ aid to have dinner, and children of all sizes are coming, which is very lively.

Because there are schools nearby, these children include not only children from orphan aid homes, but also children from nearby families.

Master Yuan fell in love with a fat guy in the crowd at first sight. This silly boy was dressed in a clean and brand new schoolbag and a lollipop that he usually didn't want to eat. He looked like a rich child.

The most important thing is that this guy is stupid and twists his butt when walking, which looks easier to fool.

After selecting the target, Mr. Yuan walked straight to the little fat man, squatted down, and said with a smile: "Little kid, I see your bones are surprised. You are a martial arts genius who is in the world. I have a book here..."

Before Master Yuan could finish his words, the little fat man ran away. While running, he also mocked Master Yuan, "Big liar, I won't be fooled by you!"

"I..." Master Yuan looked at the back of the fat man, burst into tears, and his heart was extremely depressed, "I'm all real peerless secrets!"

Looking at Mr. Yuan who was squatting in place and staring blankly, Lin Feng hiding not far away, he felt thoughtful, and he seemed to find a little possibility of communication.
Chapter completed!