The owner of the coffin shop seemed to have been waiting for a long time. After seeing Lin Xiao come in, he said to Lin Xiao:

"You've been there longer than I thought!"

Lin Xiao curled his lips, "Isn't it a long time?" When he went up the mountain, he drove in and ran down the mountain, but when he walked down the mountain, he walked down with two feet.

And I waited for a long time to get a taxi, but it took a long time!

"It seems that you have finished the paint?"

Lin Xiao looked at the only golden nanmu coffin in the room.

Although the outside of the coffin was painted black, it can still be seen that it was made of golden nanmu.

"I've done this little work in less than half an hour!"

Boss Zheng didn't know if he was talking about Lin Xiao or about him painting.

Anyway, it seemed to be meaningless, but Lin Xiao ignored him and said:

"Boss Zheng, there is one more thing, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Boss Zheng originally smiled on his face. After hearing Lin Xiao's words, he was slightly stunned and asked:

"What's the matter?"

"I only hit their gate in Wanen Temple, but I didn't kill anyone!"

"The old monk is still alive."

Hearing Lin Xiao's words, Boss Zheng's face turned a little stiff and his smile became a little unnatural.

"Why!"

He sighed.

But Lin Xiao looked at Boss Zheng and said, "I want me to be your thug with just a coffin. Boss Zheng, your plan is pretty good!"

Lin Xiao sneered.

In fact, from the beginning, Lin Xiao was a little suspicious that Boss Zheng’s real purpose was not simple.

However, he did not say it explicitly, but pretended to be angry.

Obviously, Boss Zheng would think that he would take the life of the old monk if he went up the mountain!

However, Lin Xiao was very rational. He just wanted to do what he wanted to do, as for being used as a gun by someone else?

What a joke, even Zhang Zhengyi couldn't treat him as a gun!

"Lin...Boss Lin, you are so cunning at such a young age. I really admire Lao Zheng!"

Boss Zheng's face looked a little ugly, and he finally shook his head.

Lin Xiao said to him:

"In Boss Zheng, this world is fair. You have to pay the corresponding price if you want to get!"

"Otherwise, it will be a life-span!"

Boss Zheng smiled awkwardly, and he naturally understood that Lin Xiao had seen through his intentions.

After sighing, he said:

"I have been opening this coffin shop for a lifetime. I took this coffin shop from my father."

"I was originally from the subject, but in order to inherit my family business, I left the subject."

"That old monk is so bad that I really can't stand it..."

Lin Xiao smiled coldly and said to Boss Zheng: "Boss Zheng, if you want to speak an autobiography, I'm afraid you have to find a better publishing house."

"I'm not a patient person."

"If you want me to kill that old monk, I won't care about your reason."

"But you have to pay what you deserve."

As he said that, Lin Xiao patted the golden nanmu coffin beside him and said:

"It's like a coffin that I should follow the rules when I pay for it. As for you, all you have to do is hand over the coffin to me on time."

Boss Zheng was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while, and said to Lin Xiao:

"Can you kill that old monk?"

Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not difficult."

When Boss Zheng heard this, his eyes shone with light and said:

"Then you help me kill him, how much money do you want? You said, although I am not very rich, I can still take out 10 or 20 million!"

Lin Xiao touched his nose and said:

"Boss Zheng, this matter cannot be solved by money."

"If you add two zeros, no one will do it!"

Lin Xiao paused and said, "When you reach the level of an old monk, you will definitely pay a lot of things to kill him, but it will definitely not be money."

"If it could be done so simply, you would have found someone long ago, didn't you?"

After hearing Lin Xiao's words, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed a little.

At the same time, he also understood.

Yes, if he could do it, he would have done it long ago.

For ordinary people, these 20 million may be money that they will never make in their lifetime.

But to the point where the old monk and Lin Xiao are, 10 or 20 million?

They won't take it seriously 1

For a moment, Boss Zheng stood there blankly, not knowing what he was thinking, and Li Tianxing had already called someone to transport the golden nanmu coffin away.

When Lin Xiao stepped out of the coffin shop, he looked back at Boss Zheng and shook his head.

Although I don’t know what kind of grudges this boss Zheng has with the old monk breaking the Dharma, if nothing unexpected happens, it is unlikely that he will kill the old monk.

However, this is not about Lin Xiao’s business. Lin Xiao now needs to take care of Ding Shusheng’s funeral.

Ding Shusheng's funeral will be tomorrow, and now the entire Jiangbei business community is looking at the Lin family.
Chapter completed!