Chapter 420 Who Made Me a Super-Class Magician?

The two parties need to be magnanimous in their negotiations to demonstrate the magnanimity of the city.

After a round of friendly negotiations that almost turned into a desktop cleaning master, the two parties finally reached a willingness to cooperate.

As for the rest of the cooperation details, naturally the people below will do it.

The project they collaborated on was a magic equipment factory, and the patent was held by the Formation Department of Pearl Academy. Jinlin City was responsible for setting up the factory, sales, and transportation, and both parties split it 30/70.

Fan Xueshan and the other two clans are responsible for the supply of raw materials, with a five-year term and cash payment.

Win-win, win-win, win-win.

The profits this cooperation has brought to both parties are immeasurable, so both Xu Fang and Mu Ningxue have sincere smiles on their faces.

That night, the entire Fanxue Mountain took the opportunity to hold a banquet in the joy of victory.

The gorgeous chandelier casts soft light, reflecting on the sparkling silver tableware and crystal clear red wine glasses, exuding a charming luster.

The air is filled with the aroma of various delicacies, which is mouth-watering.

Most of the guests were dressed in gorgeous clothes and behaved elegantly. Xu Fang rarely changed into formal clothes and combed his messy golden hair. The lady next to him couldn't take his eyes off him.

Xu Fang gently shook the red wine glass and listened to others praising how expensive and wonderful the red wine was.

What a rich fruity aroma and the aroma of oak barrel aging. The hint of intoxicating sweetness under the tongue makes people feel like they are in a dream world.

Xu Fang's evaluation is that it is not as good as three yuan a bottle of happy water.

He was responding to the chatter from others, but his body kept moving closer to the buffet table.

There is already a person standing there.

The elegance of the guests at the banquet made this man as vulgar as a wild boar. His friends hid their faces and dared not recognize him, and their relatives wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground.

"I told you to eat slower. Look at how embarrassing you are when you eat. This is a banquet and everyone is civilized." Xu Fang said scornfully.

Mo Fan was happily chewing on a big crab, and raised his middle finger with one hand: "Young Master, your food and appearance are not any better than mine, but today you act like a dog."

"You know nothing." Xu Fang retorted gracefully, picked up a dinner plate, and quickly picked up a piece of meat grilled to perfection with quick eyes and hands.

"Damn, I've been waiting for a long time!" Mo Fan cursed.

"Barbecue is like life. If you don't start early, you won't even be left with dregs." Xu Fang said with a smile.

This kind of meat is said to be some kind of bovine demon, with clearly visible textures, and a strong aroma that sizzles after being roasted.

With a slight sip of your tongue, the fragrant meat juice flows down your throat and into your stomach, a wonderful enjoyment.

————Of course, this thing is also expensive. This plate can last for a whole day, and even ordinary people who have money would be reluctant to buy it.

Xu Fang's movements looked much more elegant than Mo Fan's, but his speed was even better by three points.

"You have a vacuum cleaner, how on earth do you manage to eat it so quickly?" Mo Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, who made me a super mage? It makes sense to have better physical fitness." Xu Fang said without raising his head.

Mo Fan: "..."

Blanch!

At the same time, the open-air balcony of Fanxue Villa.

It is now eight o'clock in the evening, and the cool evening breeze is blowing, which is in sharp contrast to the lively atmosphere in the banquet hall.

"You haven't finished eating yet?" The hot woman was a little impatient.

She had been waiting here for a long time, trying to persuade groups of men to chat with her, but she just couldn't wait for the blond figure she wanted to see.

"Miss, I don't know if I am lucky..."

Another fiery Goblin who didn't know whether to live or die came closer. Although this Goblin really wanted to bury his eyes deep in the stalwart's chest and Hisi's lap and take a good look at it.

But in order to show his gentlemanly demeanor, he still forced his head up to meet the woman's gaze.

——Then, his body froze, and the bubble flesh all over his body tightened at this moment, and he scurried away like a walking zombie.

Plop!

His body tripped over the railing, and his fat body kissed the ground, creating a wave of flesh.

The woman's eyes became even more disgusting. If it were normal, she would have killed this guy who displeased her, but now...

"Come here." The woman said calmly.

The blazing goblin quickly got up from the ground and clung to her body like a pug.

The woman's eyes flashed, and the Fiery Goblin straightened his waist, and in turn hugged the woman into his arms, but there was no lust in his small eyes, just numbness.

"Let's go, my dear," the woman said softly.

The man stretched out his fat hand to open the door, and the two walked into the banquet hall side by side.

The woman's eyes swept around the hall and quickly locked onto the target figure, who was standing in front of the dining table and enjoying a meal.

"Xu Fang..."

Not to mention, if the same action were performed on the fat man next to him, he would be a gluttonous goblin, but if it were performed on Xu Fang, he would be a foodie who loves life.

"It's a pity. If you hadn't killed so many of us, I would have really wanted to enjoy it." The woman chuckled.

With a thought, he led the fat man over like walking a dog on a leash.

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Xu Fang was concentrating on an ice cream cone, which was also made by the chef on the spot.

The texture is delicate and smooth, as light as a cloud, but with just the right amount of density. You can feel its rich layers in every bite.

"Pied milk, apple and rose aroma, with a little bit of ice vanilla," Xu Fang said.

"Know the goods!"

The chef gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely: "Mr. Xu, this is the recipe I just researched yesterday, and you can taste it with just your mouth!"

Mo Fan said sourly: "Is this also a byproduct of the super level?"

"How is it possible?" Xu Fang laughed.

Before Mo Fan could breathe a sigh of relief, Xu Fang said: "This is a byproduct of the fifth level of spiritual power."

"Damn!"

Mo Fan cursed, he was still stuck in the fourth level and was dying of ecstasy!

Just then, a couple came towards him.

The man was in his twenties or thirties, with a weak and swollen face from excessive rewards, and a pair of eyes as small as the coin slots on a fat pig piggy bank.

The woman next to him was a head taller than him, and she even had to bend slightly when she was intimate with the man.

She had a hot body, a protruding front and a curved back, and her eyes were full of indescribable romanticism.

"Friend, can you take a photo for us?" the man said to Xu Fang.

The voice was as weak as his face, which was normal. After all, there was such a sexy snake next to him, so not being sucked dry was already considered restraint.

"I'll do it." Mo Fan said.

"Let this friend do it." The fat man repeated.

Mo Fan was unhappy.

What, a super-class mage must look better in photos than me, Mo Fan?

I just praised my brother for being awesome, but it turns out that he is a superficial person with no vision. Sooner or later, he will die at the hands of the gold digger next to him.

Mo Fan had listened to the special lecture of emotional mentor Zhao Manyan before.

"Everyone thinks that as long as you have money, you can conquer a gold-digging woman. This is totally wrong!

Because as long as this kind of woman is in love with you, she will regard your money as her money, and your house and car as hers.

Then, they will judge you with their short, poor and ugly eyes, and decide in their hearts that you are not worthy of her and she deserves better happiness.

Therefore, the key to conquering a woman is not to spend money on her, even if you have money."

Mo Fan used to treat this speech as fart, but now it is surprisingly appropriate to use it on the fat man.