"Hmph!" Le Qingling hummed in satisfaction and hung up the phone.
Tang Le rubbed his ears which were trembling from the noise and felt helpless.
From the third day on, Le Qingling received several soul guide communications every day. At first, he didn't answer, but later, Le Qingling began to bombard him with messages, threatening him in various ways, asking him to go back quickly.
At this time, Le Qingling was sitting in the room sulking.
This guy finally agreed to come back. Two weeks! He was gone for two weeks this time.
For some reason, she suddenly felt a sense of panic in her heart. There were so many things that could be done in two weeks. What would it be like to attract a man who didn't show up for two weeks and still had a lot of work to do
Did he fall in love with someone else? Was he with someone else? So he stood me up? Although Mr. Le was unreliable sometimes, it was unprecedented for him to disappear for two weeks like this. You know, although he didn't have any concerts recently, he had a lot of announcements, especially the filming of several big advertisers, which were all imminent.
If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Le is currently at the peak of his career, advertisers would not dare to offend him and would probably be severely fined.
Now, Tang Le agreed to come back, but Le Qingling was not happy at all. What she was most worried about was what Mr. Le had been doing in the past two weeks.
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Lan Xuanyu almost trotted all the way to the Forging Association. As soon as he entered the door, he ran into Yang Yingming, who had not been there for a few days.
"Junior is here. How is it? Are you self-taught?" Yang Yingming asked with a smile.
He checked his attendance sheet. Recently, Lan Xuanyu has been coming to the Forging Association every day. This means that this junior is ready to devote himself to forging. However, he has only been learning by himself. How much progress can he make by learning by himself? At most, he can only be familiar with some forging knowledge. You know, forging has many skills, which cannot be recorded. You must have someone to guide you and keep trying to make leaps and bounds.
He felt that Lan Xuanyu must have a lot of questions after two weeks of accumulation, and it was time for him to learn from him.
"It's okay, senior. I'll go first." As he spoke, Lan Xuanyu quickly quickened his pace and ran straight to his forging room.
The least chosen secondary profession among the students of Shrek Academy is forging, but forging is very important. The Forging Association has enough forging rooms to provide for these students. So Lan Xuanyu's forging room is already his exclusive one.
Shrek is not completely money-hungry, for example, the forging room is free for students to use. If it were in another place, there would only be a few forging rooms of this level in a college, so it is not a question of money, but whether you can get one to use.
Yang Yingming was a little surprised when he saw Lan Xuanyu running away. Why was he in such a hurry? He hadn't even asked him how he was doing. And he didn't seem to want to learn from him at all! Could it be that he had learned from someone else? But there was no record of him!
What a stingy little guy. But he can't just be stingy in his studies, there will be no progress. I still need to remind him more in the future. Or is my offer too expensive and I should lower it for him
Lan Xuanyu had no idea what Yang Yingming was thinking, as he had already rushed into his forging room.
He closed the door, took a long breath, and was trying to calm himself down when he suddenly found a piece of paper on the forging table.
He subconsciously picked it up, and there was beautiful handwriting on it, "Xuanyu, I have to go first because I have work. I have enjoyed spending the past two weeks with you. You are a very smart child, and you are also very talented in forging. Next, just continue to practice according to what I taught you. Don't rush to practice with rare metals, but do a good job of the basics I taught you. When you can practice the hammering method to thirty-six consecutive hammers without interruption, and still have strength to spare, you can try to forge with rare metals. The piece of fine iron I forged before is left to you, and when you make battle armor in the future, you can use it as part of the chest armor. When I have time in the future, I will come to you again. See you later, Tang Le."
"Uncle Le!" Lan Xuanyu shouted almost without thinking.
However, there was no response this time.
Tang Le left? He left so quickly. He didn't even see me for the last time, but just left this note.
Suddenly, a huge sense of loss arose, and Lan Xuanyu sat down on the forging table, and immediately lost the mood for forging. Holding the paper in his hand, his heart was filled with reluctance.
Eternal Sky City.
"I'm leaving."
"He's gone?"
"Um."
"He didn't say anything, did he? He came here specifically for that child. I don't know what connection he has with that child. Maybe it's just fate."
"Is he really just a singer? Would such a person be a huge potential threat to the Federation? If a strong man of his level were to do evil, the effect would be devastating!"
"We must follow the meaning of the Eternal Tree, so let's keep it secret. He has been a singer for many years, and according to our investigation, there has never been any problem. The Eternal Tree must have its meaning. Perhaps, he will come again in the future."
"Well, that's all. Pay more attention to that kid, too."
"Um."
Night falls.
Le Qingling stood on the wide terrace and gazed into the distance. This was a high-rise building, and they lived on the top floor. The top two floors, totaling more than 1,500 square meters, including an outdoor swimming pool on the rooftop, were all theirs.
This building has a total of 162 floors and is one of the most luxurious apartments in Mingdu.
This was bought by Le Qingling for Tang Le, and the property is also registered under Tang Le's name.
Over the years, Tang Le's income has increased along with his influence, but he himself has never managed the money. All his income is managed by Le Qingling.
In addition to leaving him a portion, Le Qingling used most of it to buy various assets that would maintain and increase their value. She was the only one who knew how much money Mr. Le had now.
In places like Mingdu, where the federal government is based, the value of real estate has always been very high. This house alone is worth more than 50 million federal coins, and it appreciates steadily every year.
Le Qingling asked herself whether she was worthy of Tang Le's trust. Over the years, apart from the brokerage fee she was supposed to take, she had never taken any extra money from Tang Le. She had always been diligent in helping him invest and sort out his assets. She also found that she really liked doing these things. Frequently checking Tang Le's asset list was one of her happiest things. Perhaps this was the so-called landlord's wife mentality.
However, this time Tang Le was gone for two weeks, and she didn't even have the mood to count her assets.
Could it be that this guy really has someone else outside? If that's the case, wouldn't everything I've done have to be handed over to someone else? Would I feel bad if I handed it over to someone else
No, I don't feel bad. I just feel heartache! Oh, my heart hurts so much.
When Le Qingling thought of this, she immediately fell on the sofa and rolled around, muttering to herself: "Tang Le, you bad guy, bad guy, big pig's hoof, all men are big pig's hoofs."
"I don't taste good, right?" Tang Le's helpless voice came.
Le Qingling jumped up as if she had been electrocuted, and saw that Tang Le had been sitting on the sofa next to her, looking at her helplessly.