"Thank you!" Earl Delagala owed gracefully to Grandet with a complacent look.

"I'm not praising you!" Grandet couldn't help but roar in a low voice. All the conditions proposed by this guy were pressing on his bottom line, not a little short of a slight difference. He dug a large piece of the huge profit that should belong to him. What's the difference between this and Ba sucking blood on him? How could it be done if it weren't for the apostle of the demon? This guy always called himself a miser, asking him to see, he should call him a vampire! Thinking of this, Grandet couldn't help glaring at this person again.

"But I don't mind seeing it as your compliment." Earl Dracula put on an expression that I understand you very much, don't be shy, I will definitely not get me wrong about you.

It was the first time Jane appeared. It turned out that Count Dracula actually had such a "shameful" side.

Compared to Jane's novelty in the appearance of Count Dragara's new face, Grandet felt that his hands were itchy. If he hadn't known that he would have been unable to beat this guy, he would not have... Taking a deep breath, Grandet tried hard to tell himself that we are civilized people and do not have the same knowledge as this guy. After this, this person suppressed the urge to jump up and give Count Dragara a little color to see.

"Okay, since the deal is completed, then..." Grandet proudly stretched out his hand and almost poked Count Dracula's nose directly, "Take it!"

Knowing that he had taken a big advantage, Count Dracula happily put the gold-burned invitation into Grandet's palm, and then looked at the person who carefully wrapped the invitation three layers inside and three layers outside, and ran into the inner room without saying hello without even turning his head back. Well, this guy is obsessed with it! Sure enough, any thing related to money can arouse a strong sense of resonance. Look at the agile and quick movements of this person when he ran into the room, which is so great that he was old.

"Dracula, what is that invitation from Ms. Merian?" He stretched his head and looked at the back that had disappeared from the door. Jane couldn't control her curiosity and approached Count Dracula and asked.

"Ms. Merian can be said to be a legendary figure." Earl Dracula said so that Jane was stunned. I really don't know what kind of charming woman it should be described by a blood count as "legend".

"Tell me!" Anyway, this man looked at Mr. Grandet and didn't care about them, so Jane didn't mind listening to the story in this time.

"A witch who got up from the bottom of society." After a long silence, Count Dracula said in a nearly sighing voice.

"How to say it?" Jian'er would be even more curious.

"Actually, what you are more interested in is why that old miser cared so much about this invitation, right?" Without answering Jian'er's question, Count Dracula asked instead.

Jian'er shrugged, as a default, but at the same time she did not forget to add: "Of course, I am also very interested in the origin of the 'witch' you gave."

"Because that lady and her banquet represent the combination of wealth and power, and she is the most perfect bond between the two. As long as you can enter her banquet, you will see countless gold coins waving to you. As long as you stretch out your hand, you can fish the gold coins into your arms one by one." Grandet's voice suddenly rang, and Jane turned her head, and what caught her eye was the almost pilgrimage expression of the little old man.

I looked back at Count Dracula in disbelief. Look at Grandet's statement, is it that exaggerated?

"This time this old miser is not an exaggeration." It is rare that Count Dracula and Grandet stood on the same front. "Ms. Merian has a very strange charm. She is very popular with those powerful people. Especially the more powerful people in the world of fame and fortune, the more likely they are to be influenced by this person. At her banquet, you will see a very strange phenomenon. No matter how unfavorable the person, as long as you appear at this banquet, it must be a harmonious situation. So at her banquet, you can definitely see the richest gentleman, the most powerful politician, and..." Count Dracula glanced at Grandet.

"And speculators like us." Grandet responded without hesitation, without feeling embarrassed at all, but instead showed a proud look and touched the stubble at the corner of his mouth.

"Not only that, as long as you enter this banquet, it means endless connections and countless business opportunities..." Earl Dracula said.

"There are countless money!" Two "?" representing money was shaking in his eyes, and it almost made his saliva flow out together.

"Three sentences are inseparable from the smell of money!" Earl Dracula gave Grandet a contemptuous look.

"You don't have the stinky smell? Don't forget that you just sucked 10% of my profits like a vampire." His little eyes stood up, and Grandet pushed back tit-for-tat.

"Wrong, the blood clan is not sucking money with a smell of money, but sweet and delicious blood." Earl Dracula lit up his little white teeth with a point of view at Grandet, and his bloody red tongue licked his thin lips gently, full of magical temptation, which made people want to commit crime.

Grandet's eyes were as if he was captured, but soon shivered and woke up: "I'm not those ignorant little girls. You don't need to sprinkle your plagued male hormones at me." He rolled his eyes to Count Dracula, "Besides, let's not talk about the cute gold coins? Are you? You know that compared to you, a guy who just drew a lot of blood, is still more popular with my favorite gold coins."

"Okay, OK." Seeing that the two of them were a little quarreling like childish children, Jane hurriedly stopped, "I said, dear Mr. Grandet, don't you think it's more realistic to take out a large check from our Mr. Dracula's pocket? You know, I'm looking forward to your famous treasure house."
Chapter completed!