Uncle Ding Makes His Move

With it around, there would be more benefits if it was made into a plaque and hung in the shop. No one in the capital dared to touch it. Whether it was in the official or in the dark, they had to be honest.

When others saw the two seals on it, although the Shangjing government's seal was expensive, it was not as valuable as Zhang Ronghua's personal seal. At that time, his shop's business would explode, and countless dignitaries would fight to buy it.

"Sell?" He really couldn't help but ask.

No businessman was a fool.

Looking at the words in Mo Qi 'an's hand, He Jiabao's eyes almost fell out. He licked his lips fervently when he saw the private seal below. He had made a huge profit this time. He smiled apologetically and said," I will definitely treasure the calligraphy that you have given me. How can it be measured by money?"

He reached out to take it, but Mo Qi 'an used a lot of strength and refused to let go.