MTL - Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation-Chapter 34 How did he come?

Jiang Xiu was slightly surprised. He did not show his spells in front of the Tang family. How could they invite themselves to participate in the ancient instrument identification conference?

When I think about it, I should be relieved. It should be that the Tang family wants to make good friends with him. After all, the strength of his Jiang Xiu Xiu Shen is there, and even Lin Zhenbei is scared by his fright.

However, Tang Zhenshan treated him as a benefactor, and he has made him feel a little bit sympathetic to the Tang family. He said coldly: "The deity is not interested."

"Don't talk, Mr. Jiang!"

Seeing Jiang Xiu refused, Tang Wenchong was a little anxious. This is what the old man told him to live. He patted his chest and promised that he would be able to invite Jiang Xiu.

"This time the ancient instrument identification conference, there are many mysterious ancient swords and the like, but where Mr. Fan sees things, my Tang family has to offer both hands. Of course, Mr. Jiang is naturally not so rare. Guys, but in case Mr. Jiang Hongfu, you can discover the mystery of the ancient instruments, and the inheritance is also uncertain."

Jiang Xiu was sneer in his heart, and there were countless ways to cultivate immortals in his mind, and they were all top-grade ones. Even if there was any ancient law inheritance, they could not enter his eyes.

"The deity is not interested!"

He is still cold and refusal.

Seeing that Jiang Xiu wants to hang up the phone, Tang Wenchong hurriedly said, "Don't, don't, don't, Mr. Jiang...;...; we will never let you return empty-handed, as long as you are willing to come, how about the one million appearance fee?"

Jiang Xiu laughed, ignorance was stupid.

As everyone knows, Xiu Shen gave up 10 million and cut off Tang Zhenshan's arm.

When I heard Jiang Xiu laughed and laughed with anger, Tang Wenchong’s scared legs were soft. For the strong man like Jiang Xiu, using money is really a great insult.

Who knows the style of the mutation: "One million?"

"Yes!" Tang Wenchong said nervously: "One million, if Mr. Jiang is too little, we can add it again. My Tang family really invites Mr. Jiang very sincerely."

Jiang Xiu laughed again, and even wanted to use money to move the deity!

"Can you add more?"

"Yes!" Tang Wenchong's nervous palms and sweats came out: "As long as Mr. is willing to come, Mr. Price will be fixed."

Jiang Xiu looked up and looked at the sky and clouds, and the depths of his eyes were full of arrogance. What kind of loneliness is there? When you are short of money, someone asks for money.

Hey, hey!

"Although you are very ignorant and stupid, but...;; it sounds very sincere."

As a son of Tang Zhenshan, Tang Wenchong will certainly not be stupid. He almost cried when he was excited: "Thank you, thank you Mr. Jiang!"

"I will go to Mr. Erzhong immediately!"

After the Lin Zhenbei incident, Tang’s father told him that Jiang Xiu’s martial arts repairs were all above Chu Tiannan, and even let Lin Zhenbei scare the fart, which is how the enchanting existence, before coming, East also vowed to say that Mr. Jiang will never come, and now he is actually asked to move, how can he not be excited.

"Ok!"

It is a pity that when Tang Wenchong came, the school was almost no one. So a big luxury car came to pick up Jiang Xiu. As a result, there was no audience. It was really disappointing.

"Mr. Jiang!"

Tang Wenchong came down from the Rolls-Royce car. The suit was very gentle and gentle. He saw Jiang Xiu wearing less than 300 pieces of roadside clothing. He was only eighteen years old. He was a little embarrassed. This young man really said what Grandpa said. So powerful, will you make any oolong?

"please!"

Jiang Xiu swept his eyes and got on the bus.

This ancient instrument identification conference was led by Tang family, but the real contribution was Qin Weiping of Wanji. The venue was set in the high-level club of Bailaideng not far from the Wanji Guangcheng project.

When passing through Renhe Road, Jiang Xiu saw a traffic police in front of him.

Can't help but ask: "What's wrong with you?"

Tang Wenchong said: "Mr. I don't know. The Wanji Group demolished the temple to anger the gods. The sporadic events are frequent. Now, when it comes to the night, there will be traffic accidents on Renhe Road. The government can only block the road on the grounds of road repair."

"Enraging the gods?"

Tang Wenchong smiled and said: "Yes, I have invited a lot of Masters, but they are helpless, so everyone guessed that it was not evil, but it angered the ancient temple gods."

Jiang Xiu smiled a little and couldn’t help.

auzw.com The high-level club of Bailaideng arrived from time to time, Tang Wenchong and Jiang Xiu got off the bus.

Looking around, a lot of people are going to the clubhouse, and all of them are dressed up. The men’s suits are pretty, the women’s eye-catching evening gowns are still holding an invitation card in their hands.

"Mr. Jiang please!"

Into the clubhouse, Tang Wenchong's acquaintances can be more, seeing Tang Dashao is naturally wrapped around the party, and a shabby Jiang Xiu was disregarded by gorgeous, Jiang Xiu did not care.

"You are busy with you, the deity walks away."

This meditation is to make soy sauce. To be precise, it is to earn one million. As for the other, Jiang Xiu is not in the heart. At most, it’s time to see if there is any ancient instrument. If you go one or two, he will need some natural treasure to speed up the cultivation.

In the clubhouse, the network is very important for the upper class. The attendance of such a dinner can open up contacts and bring great convenience to future business or other things.

Of course, it is also a great opportunity for juniors to leave the country.

“Look, it’s Zhao Zhixiang from the Runrunda supermarket chain.”

"Tianrun Pharmaceutical Wudong!"

"Even the foreigner has it, he seems to be the boss of Mercedes."

Ouyang Qian’s eyes are shining, and the excited hands are dancing: “Wow, today’s force is so high...;... It’s no wonder that the dust is less than 100,000 invitations.”

Li Dan also said with excitement: "Today is right."

"That wouldn't be white and white."

Cheng Lingsu heard the curious look of the past, that is, the man wearing a white and fashionable suit, romantic, handsome is on the one hand, the main big and small, is one of the best in the young generation of Jiangcheng.

Dalei dared not to hesitate to ask for help, but he did not dare to say no in front of the white and big.

"What? Want to know?"

Ye Wenchen pushed the glasses, and he carefully observed Cheng Lingsu, fearing that his favorite goddess would also be tempted by Bai Feng. This young and old is really good.

"Susu...;...;"

Suddenly a voice came, Cheng Lingsu heard the sound and looked back, but it was a glamorous woman wearing a black evening gown. Cheng Lingsu’s face was somewhat unnatural: "Mom!"

"It's you, Mom thought it was a sight!"

The woman is Cheng Lingsu's biological mother Sun Xiaohong. According to the reason, there is still a late self-study today. Cheng Lingsu is a skipping class. It was taken by the mother on the spot. Of course it is not natural.

But Sun Xiaohong’s face is not in the slightest disappointment: “How did you get in, it’s hard to get in here.” Even she was a friend of a friend who got the invitation.

After all, this is an ancient instrument identification conference, not a commercial type.

Cheng Lingsu quickly ran over and took her hand and said: "Friends have invitations, I will come and join in the fun."

"Xiaohong, this is your little daughter."

There are two female middle-aged friends on the side of Sun Xiaohong.

"Yes!" Sun Xiaohong looked at her daughter who was more and more fascinated by her love. She said, "You can't really manage the children now. You still have classes at night and you run away to attend the dinner."

Cheng Lingsu naughty spit out his tongue, such a lovely side, like Ye Wenchen and Lin Shu, when he saw it, his eyes were straight.

Sun Xiaohong scraped her nose and said, "Now that I am grown up, I have a pulse, and I can run to the dinner party."

The words are blaming, but the tone is full of appreciation, listening to the two friends around her are envious, this invitation card is more difficult, the second lady of Cheng Jia is incredible.

"Your daughter really has the ability."

Sun Xiaohong: "It will be noisy."

Ye Wenchen put his chest high, but the invitation was made by him, and he was very interested in selling it.

"My family wants to come, but unfortunately there is no invitation card...;...;"

Sun Xiaohong saw his friend's eyes full of envy, and his heart became more and more proud. Even Cheng Lingsu felt that his face had light, and the eyes that looked at Ye Wenchen became softer.

But the next moment, Sun Xiaohong and Cheng Lingsu's smile were all on their faces. At their far end, at the dining table, a teenager dressed like a roadside stall was eating with cakes.

"Jiang Xiu, how did he come?"