Chapter 1403
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Nameless Nie furrowed his brows. He seemed to have come today because of the Rose of Death …
Nameless Nie's expression chilled, and he stared at Ye Wanwan. "Sister Famous Ye, do you know that anyone who pretends to be the Rose of Death will be turned to dust?"
"Alright. Call Coffin Carrier, Little Sweetie, Spray of Flowers, and the others over," Ye Wanwan calmly said with a nod.
"Call them over for what?" Taoist Devotee didn't understand.
"Of course we have to call them over. The most important thing for a family is to be together so the six of us can go to hell hand in hand!" Ye Wanwan said with a smile.
"Go to hell?" Nameless Nie looked at Ye Wanwan, baffled. "What do you mean?"
"Didn't you just say that anyone who pretends to be the Rose of Death will die?" Ye Wanwan asked.
"That's right." Nameless Nie nodded.
"That's right." Ye Wanwan snorted. "Back in Myanmar, I asked you to be my bodyguards … You haven't forgotten, right?"
"Of course I haven't … Ah, I earned some money that time and ate a few hot pot meals after returning to China. It was so satisfying," Taoist Devotee said with a frantic nod.
"Then the six of us will pretend to be the Rose of Death together … You shouldn't have forgotten about this, right … Anyway, anyone who pretends to be the Rose of Death will die, so that's perfect. Let's go on our way as a family!" Ye Wanwan said to Nameless Nie.
Nameless Nie: "…"
Taoist Devotee: "…"
Nameless Nie and Taoist Devotee met each other's eyes. They really pretended to be the Rose of Death with Ye Wanwan …
How could this d * mn b * tch be so sinister … She tricked all of them. If Patriarch Nie came back and found out about this, he'd be cursed out again …
Ye Wanwan's eyes shifted when she saw Nameless Nie and Taoist Devotee's awkward expressions. She grabbed Nameless Nie's shoulder and pressed him down on a chair. She said with a grin, "Don't fuss over what happened before. I have business for you."
"What business?" Taoist Devotee immediately leaned forward.
"Look, the Rose of Death was fabricated by you … So that's your copyright … This is a big IP, so it's useless to you even if you keep it. What a pity and waste, don't you think?" Ye Wanwan said with a smile.
"IP?" Nameless Nie was confused. "What's IP?"
"IP is the copyright … Have you seen the movies and novels? If you make it big enough, you can even form an IP, which is the copyright... The Rose of Death is the copyright you guys created. You guys sell the Rose of Death to me and I'll manage the copyright for the Rose of Death. How about that? "Ye Wanwan tried to move his emotions.
After Ye Wanwan's explanation, Nameless Nie finally understood and immediately shook his head. "No … I'm not selling!"
"Not selling?! Are you a pig? "Ye Wanwan was exasperated at him for not living up to her expectations." Why are you guys still holding onto the Rose of Death? It's not worth a single cent, but if you transfer it to me, then it'll be worth a lot. "
"This thing can make money?" Nameless Nie was full of disbelief.
"Nonsense, of course I can make money."
Ye Wanwan smiled. "Give me the Rose of Death. From now on, I'll be the leader of the Rose of Death, Black Widow …"
When I become stronger and bigger, I'll go collect tributes. Isn't that money? In the future, when I build a Rose of Death theme park or amusement park, wouldn't the entrance fee be money?
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