"When will Floating Cloud Iron Bank begin to move in?"
After confirming the intention to cooperate, Wei Cheng casually asked this question. Floating Cloud City, for its reconstruction, was in severe need of workers.
"What about one month from now?"
An old man suddenly gave an answer that surprised Wei Cheng.
From the previous conversation, he thought that they were eager to join the reconstruction of Floating Cloud City.
But to move in one month later, what the hell!
"Please rest assured, Lord Commandant, our Floating Cloud Iron Bank is a man of his word."
After speaking, the old man took out a Qiankun Bag, which lashed out fifty spirit stones and one thousand Gold Dragon Coins.
He's a bit stingy, isn't he even willing to give away a Qiankun Bag for free?
Wei Cheng thought to himself internally, but he didn't hesitate to accept all the items.
In fact, he vaguely understood why the Floating Cloud Iron Bank was doing this.
Typical wishful thinking.
