Jiang Xiu was slightly surprised. He had never demonstrated his magic skills in front of the Tang family. Why would they invite him to participate in the ancient magic weapon identification conference
After thinking about it, he was relieved. It should be that the Tang family wanted to be on good terms with him. After all, Jiang Xiu's strength as a cultivator was so great that even Lin Zhenbei was scared to death by him.
But Tang Zhenshan's treatment of his benefactor made him have no good impression of the Tang family, and he said coldly: "I am not interested."
"Don't bother me, Mr. Jiang!"
Seeing Jiang Xiu's refusal, Tang Wenchong became a little anxious. This was a job assigned by the old man. He patted his chest and promised that he would definitely be able to hire Jiang Xiu.
"In this ancient magic weapon identification meeting, there are many ancient swords with mysterious origins. Whatever Mr. Jiang likes, I, the Tang family, will give it to me with both hands. Of course, Mr. Jiang will not care about such a small thing. It's just a matter of course, but if Mr. Jiang is lucky enough to discover the secrets of the ancient magic weapon, he might be able to inherit it."
Jiang Xiu sneered in his heart. He had countless methods of cultivating immortals in his mind, and all of them were of the highest quality. Even if there were any ancient methods passed down, they would never catch his eye.
"I'm not interested!"
He still refused coldly.
Seeing that Jiang Xiu was about to hang up, Tang Wenchong said hurriedly: "No, no, no, Mr. Jiang... We will never let you leave empty-handed. As long as you are willing to come, how about a one million appearance fee?"
Jiang Xiu laughed loudly, he was extremely ignorant and stupid.
As everyone knows, Xiu Shen originally gave up ten million and chopped off one of Tang Zhenshan's arms.
When he heard Jiang Xiu laughing, and there was anger in the laughter, Tang Wenchong's legs went weak with fear. For a strong man like Jiang Xiu, using money was really a great insult.
Who knew the painting style would change suddenly: "One million?"
"Yes!" Tang Wenchong said nervously: "One million, if Mr. Jiang is too little, we can add more. Our Tang family is really sincere in inviting Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Xiu laughed again, and actually wanted to use money to persuade me!
"Can we add more?"
"Yes!" Tang Wenchong's nervous palms were sweating: "As long as you are willing to come, you will decide the price."
Jiang Xiu looked up at the clouds in the sky, and his eyes were full of endless loneliness. What kind of loneliness is that? When you are short of money, someone begs you to give you money.
Oh, what a sin!
"Although you are ignorant and stupid, but... you do sound quite sincere."
As the son of Tang Zhenshan, Tang Wenchong was certainly not stupid. He was so excited that he almost cried: "Thank you, thank you Mr. Jiang!"
"I'll go to No. 2 Middle School to pick up Mr. immediately!"
After Lin Zhenbei's incident that day, Mr. Tang told him that Jiang Xiu's martial arts cultivation level was higher than that of Chu Tiannan, which even frightened Lin Zhenbei to the point of pissing his pants. What kind of monster is this? Before he came, Ah Dong also swore that Mr. Jiang would never come, but now that he was invited, how could he not be excited.
"Um!"
It's a pity that when Tang Wen rushed over, the school was almost empty. Such a big luxury car came to pick up Jiang Xiu, but there was no one in the audience, which was really disappointing.
"Mr. Jiang!"
Tang Wenchong got off the Rolls-Royce, wearing a neat and elegant suit. When he saw Jiang Xiu wearing roadside stall clothes worth less than 300 yuan, he was only eighteen years old. He felt a little dazed. This young man really has what his grandfather said. It's so powerful, is there something wrong with it
"please!"
Jiang Xiu glanced at him lightly and got into the car.
The Tang family took the lead in this ancient artifact identification conference, but the real funder was Qin Weiping of Wanji. The venue was set at the Bai Laiden Senior Club not far from the Wanji Guangcheng project.
When passing by Renhe Road, Jiang Xiu saw a traffic policeman blocking the road ahead.
I can’t help but ask: “What’s going on ahead?”
Tang Wenchong said: "Sir, you don't know yet. The Manji Group's forced demolition of temples has offended the gods, and supernatural incidents have occurred frequently. Traffic accidents are bound to occur on Renhe Road at night. The government has no choice but to block the road for road construction."
"To offend the gods?"
Tang Wenchong said with a smile: "Yes, many mages were invited, but nothing could be done, so everyone guessed that it was not evil, but that it had offended the gods of the ancient temple."
Jiang Xiu smiled lightly and was noncommittal.
The Biden senior club arrived from time to time, and Tang Wenchong and Jiang Xiu got out of the car.
Looking around, there are a lot of people walking into the club. Everyone is dressed up. The men are in neat suits, and the women are in eye-catching evening dresses. They all have an invitation card in their hands.
"Mr. Jiang please!"
After entering the club, Tang Wenchong had a lot of acquaintances. Seeing that Young Master Tang was naturally fawning over one party, while Jiang Xiu, who was dressed in a shabby appearance, was being ignored in a gorgeous way, Jiang Xiu didn't take it seriously.
"You go about your business, and I can walk on my own."
This trip to Xiu Shen was to make soy sauce. To be precise, he was here to earn the one million. As for the rest, Jiang Xiu didn't pay attention to it at all. At most, he would see if there were any ancient magic weapons. If you want to take away one or two things, he also needs some heavenly materials and earthly treasures to speed up his cultivation.
There are groups of people in the club. For people in the upper class, connections are very important. Attending such a dinner can expand connections and bring great convenience to future business or other matters.
Of course, it is also a great opportunity for juniors to go abroad.
"Look, that's Zhao Zhixiang from the Bairunda supermarket chain."
"Director Wu of Tianrun Pharmaceutical!"
"There are even foreigners. He seems to be the boss of Mercedes-Benz."
Ouyang Qian's eyes were shining, and her hands were dancing with excitement: "Wow, my performance today is so high... No wonder Mr. Chen said the invitation cost 100,000."
Li Dan also said excitedly: "It's the right time to come today."
"That can't be Young Master Bai Fengbai, right?"
When Cheng Lingsu heard this, he looked over curiously. He thought that the man in a white fashionable suit was suave and handsome. On the one hand, this young man was one of the best among the young generation in Jiangcheng's upper class.
Da Lei dared to touch Ye Wenchen without hesitation, but he did not dare to say no in front of Young Master Bai.
"What? Want to get acquainted?"
Ye Wenchen pushed up his glasses and carefully observed Cheng Lingsu, fearing that his favorite goddess would also be attracted to Bai Feng. This young man was so outstanding.
"Susu..."
Suddenly a voice came. Cheng Lingsu looked back when he heard the voice, but it was a beautiful woman in a black evening dress. Cheng Lingsu's face became a little unnatural: "Mom!"
"It's really you. Mom thought she was being deceived!"
The girl was none other than Cheng Lingsu's biological mother, Sun Xiaohong. Logically speaking, there was evening self-study today. Cheng Lingsu skipped class and was caught on the spot by her mother. Of course, it was unnatural.
But there was no displeasure on Sun Xiaohong's face: "How did you get in? It's difficult to get in here." Even she got the invitation through a friend of a friend.
After all, this is an ancient magic weapon identification conference, not a commercial one.
Cheng Lingsu hurried over, held her hand and said, "My friend has an invitation, so I'll come over and join in the fun."
"Xiaohong, this is your little daughter."
There were two middle-aged female friends beside Sun Xiaohong.
"Yes!" Sun Xiaohong looked dotingly at her daughter, who was becoming more and more energetic, and said, "You see, children nowadays are really difficult to manage. They have classes in the evening and they even ran away to attend the dinner party."
Cheng Lingsu stuck out her tongue mischievously. Such a cute side made Ye Wenchen and Lin Shu see her eyes wide open.
Sun Xiaohong scratched her nose and said, "Now that she has grown up and has connections, she can come to the dinner party herself."
The words were reproachful, but the tone was full of appreciation. The two friends beside her were envious. This invitation card was so difficult to deal with. The second young lady of the Cheng family was incredible.
"Your daughter is really capable."
Sun Xiaohong: "I'll do whatever I can to fool around."
Ye Wenchen held his chest high. He got this invitation letter, and he seemed to be acting like a good boy.
"My child also wants to come, but unfortunately there is no invitation card..."
When Sun Xiaohong saw her friend's eyes full of envy, she felt more and more proud. Even Cheng Lingsu felt like her face was shining, and her eyes looking at Ye Wenchen became softer.
But the next moment, the smiles on Sun Xiaohong and Cheng Lingsu's faces froze. Far away from them, at the dining table, a young man dressed like a roadside stall was eating pastries.
"Jiang Xiu, why is he here too?"