Chapter 1391: I have business for you
Nameless Nie''s brows furrowed slightly. He came there due to the Rose of Death today...
His expression chilled instantly, and he looked at Ye Wanwan. "Sister Famous Ye, did you know
anyone who pretends to be the Rose of Death will turn into bones and ashes?"
"Alright, call Iceberg Man, Little Sweetie, and Spray of Flowers here." Ye Wanwan nodded calmly.
"Call them for what?" Taoist Devotee didn''t understand.
"Of course we''re calling them; it''s most important for a family to be together. The six of us can go to
Yellow Springs 1 hand in hand!" Ye Wanwan chuckled.
"Go to Yellow Springs?" Nameless Nie looked at Ye Wanwan, baffled. "What do you mean?"
"Didn''t you just say anyone who pretends to be members of the Rose of Death had to die?" Ye
Wanwan asked.
"That''s right." Nameless Nie nodded.
"Exactly." Ye Wanwan snorted. "You haven''t forgotten how I hired you to be my bodyguards back in
Myanmar, right...?"
"Of course we haven''t forgotten... Ah, we had several hotpot meals in China with the money we earned
that time. So satisfying." Taoist Devotee nodded vehemently.
"So the six of us pretended to be the Rose of Death together... You didn''t forget about this, right...
Since anyone who pretends to be the Rose of Death has to die, that''s perfect. The six of us can die
together, whole and intact!" Ye Wanwan looked at Nameless Nie.
Nameless Nie: "..."
Taoist Devotee: "..."
Nameless Nie and Taoist Devotee met each other''s eyes. They really had pretended to be the Rose of
Death with Ye Wanwan...
How could this bl*ody b*stard be so cunning... She tricked all of us. If the patriarch of the Nie family
When Ye Wanwan saw Nameless Nie and Taoist Devotee bing embarrassed, her eyes shifted
and she threw her arm around Nameless Nie and pressed him into a chair. She grinned and said, "Let''s
forget about the past. I have business for you."
"What business?" Taoist Devotee leaned in immediately.
"Look, you were the ones who created the Rose of Death... So it''s your copyright... That''s a major IP,
but it''s useless in your hands. How pitiful and wasteful, am I right?" Ye Wanwan asked cheerfully.
"IP?" Nameless Nie looked confused. "What''s an IP?"
"IP is intellectual property... You''ve seen movies and novels, right? That''s intellectual property and
copyright... The Rose of Death is intellectual property created by you, so how about you sell the Rose
of Death to me and I''ll manage the Rose of Death''s copyright?" Ye Wanwan tried to persuade them
emotionally.
Nameless Nie finally understood after Ye Wanwan''s exnation. He immediately shook his head and
said, "No... I won''t sell it!"
"You won''t sell it?! Are you a pig?" Ye Wanwan sounded disappointed like she expected better from
him. "What use is the Rose of Death in your hands? It isn''t worth a penny! But do you know how
valuable it would be if you transferred it to me?"
"This thing can earn money?" Nameless Nie looked doubtful.
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"Rubbish. Of course it can earn money."
Ye Wanwan chuckled and said, "After you transfer the Rose of Death to me, I''ll be the Rose of Death''s
leader, ck Widow, from now on...
"After I be stronger and propagate the Rose of Death, I''ll demand tributes. Isn''t that money? Later
on, I''ll suggest we build a Rose of Death theme park or yground. Aren''t tickets money?"
"After that, I''ll produce a blockbuster movie on the Rose of Death, then an anime... then merchandise,
and so on. Do you understand what arge sum of money that is?"