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Chapter 1712 The store opens

Ye Wanwan sat on an office chair, five or six, with an office desk in front of her, and a few pens and documents on the table.

Looking at the high-level S-level mercenary who kept walking through his eyes, Ye Wanwan stared at her eyes. Could it be that her stall was not obvious enough?!

After earning enough mercenary honor points from these high-level mercenary academies, they can exchange mercenary honor points for a lot of money from the academies. Ye Wanwan believes that as long as the price he paid is higher than that of Chiyan Academy, the problem should not be big.

However... it is still deserted.

The news has been sent out on Li Xin's side, but the few D-level mercenaries have almost no influence. I am afraid that no one will believe what they say.

Just as Ye Wanwan shook her head and sighed, a young A-level mercenary walked to Ye Wanwan's desk, looked at her for a while, then frowned and asked, "What are you doing in this stall?"

Seeing someone visiting, Ye Wanwan suddenly felt energetic and looked at the clean and delicate A-level mercenary in front of her.

"I'm posting a mission..." Ye Wanwan stared at the young mercenary with a slight look.

"Are you posting a mission?" The A-level mercenary looked at Ye Wanwan for some reason.

"No," Ye Wanwan nodded and explained to the S-class mercenary in front of her: "You take the task with my name. After the task is completed, I can give you money."

"It means, I will take the task with your name. After completion, the mercenary reward points will be yours. Give me money, is that true?" asked the A-level mercenary.

"Yes, that's what it means." Ye Wanwan nodded.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is just using money to exchange for mercenary honor points.

"Then how much can you pay?" The A-level mercenary in front of him stared at Ye Wanwan and asked with a frown.

Hearing the sound, Ye Wanwan glanced around and then said softly: "I'm one percent more than the college."

"One percent?" Immediately, the A-level mercenary shook his head: "It's only one percent more, that's not much, forget it."

After saying that, the A-level mercenary turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Ye Wanwan hurriedly said, "Come back, I'll add some more!"

"Then how much do you add?" The A-level mercenary turned around and returned, looking at Ye Wanwan again.

"Two percent!" Ye Wanwan said.

"goodbye."

"Wait... three percent! That's OK!" Ye Wanwan hurriedly stopped the A-level mercenary.

"Too few." A-level mercenary shook his head.

"Okay, okay, then how much do you think you can add it appropriately."

After waiting for a long time, there was such a person. How could Ye Wanwan let him go like this?

"Senior Brother Death has done similar things before, but the price given by Senior Brother Death is 300% of that of the academy." A-level mercenary stared at Ye Wanwan and said.

Hearing this, Ye Wanwan was slightly stunned.

Three hundred percent?!

It may not be enough to sell the Fearless Alliance and the Rose of Death by yourself!

"Then...you'd better go find Senior Brother Death..." Ye Wanwan's lips twitched slightly, and she really couldn't take it out... She couldn't compare with the rich.

"This is before, but Senior Brother Death hasn't continued to do it for a long time, so if you want us to work hard for you, at least give us a reasonable price." said the A-level mercenary.

"Then offer a price." Ye Wanwan frowned and said.

"Ten percent." After a long time, the A-level mercenary said his psychological price.

"In this way, I will give you 8% more. If you think it's appropriate, just do it. If it's not appropriate, just forget it." Ye Wanwan sighed. The market price has been disrupted by the eldest son of the Shen family...
Chapter completed!
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