After watching a game, Zhang Zhenhuo, who was in a good mood, drank the remaining wine on the table, then looked at Lai Wenlin and asked, "What's wrong? I suddenly came here. Are you going to say something?"

Generally, if nothing happens, no one will deliberately run to this villa for him to rest to disturb his cultivation. Whether it is Lai Wenlin or other disciples of Lihuo Sect, it is like this.

Lai Wenlin immediately looked ashamed and whispered: "Today I went to Qingcheng Gate to find the old dog, and told him that I would buy the land of Qingcheng Temple for 5 million yuan and build a villa for you. But the matter was not done, and they were humiliated by them in turn."

His tone was full of shame, as if nothing had happened to him when bullied, but if things didn't work out, it would be a death sentence.

"How dare they humiliate? They want to hit dogs..." Zhang Zhenhuo paused before he finished speaking because he realized that it was too hurtful to say that hitting dogs was to look at the owner's words. No matter what, he was also his confidant.

After reacting, he quickly changed his words and said, "What a life-and-death Qingcheng Gate, how did they humiliate you?"

Lai Wenlin showed bitterness on his face, adding fuel to the humiliation process, saying that several people pressed him to the ground and stuffed mud into his mouth, and attacked him and Zhang Zhenhuo with various words.

After hearing this, Zhang Zhenhuo was furious and scolded loudly: "Okay, okay, how dare you humiliate you like this? When the Yishihui Association ends tomorrow, I will immediately expel them from the Yishihui Association. After being famous by the Yishihui Association, I will see how they can continue to survive."

Without the recognition of the Yishi Society, they could not make it in central China. All they could do was set up stalls on the roadside to show people palmistry and fortune-telling, although this was originally their expertise.

After hearing this, Lai Wenlin was happy, but sighed and said, "It's not a big deal for me to be humiliated. The main reason is that I was unable to take down this piece of land to build a summer house for you, Mr. Zhang. I am really ashamed of this. I can't even do this little thing well. How can I do big things for Mr. Zhang in the future?"

His attitude of loyalty to his father made Zhang Zhenhuo feel relieved. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely get this land. When he turns around, he will not only give it to you, but also take the initiative to deliver it to you with both hands. At that time, I will ask him to kneel down and kowtow to apologize to you, and there will definitely be no share of grievances for you."

Lai Wenlin is his loyal dog. This time he was bullied for himself. So when the matter is done, he must let him breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise it will definitely not work just to let the dog do things without giving others a bone.

Zhang Zhenhuo is still very talented in controlling people.

After hearing what Zhang Zhenhuo said, Lai Wenlin suddenly felt happy, but his face remained silent, and said, "That's it, then I'll feel relieved. After going back and forth, I'll find an acquaintance to build the villa. When the summer is hot in the future, Mr. Zhang can bring his descendants to the villa, escape the summer and enjoy the joy of family."

Zhang Zhenhuo smiled with satisfaction. He had indeed taken a fancy to the Fengshui treasure land in Qingcheng Temple for a long time, and even had the plan to be buried there a hundred years later. He said, "Lai Wenlin, you are determined. After this year's Yishi Association, I will recommend you to serve as the director of Yishi Association. What do you think?"

Lai Wenlin immediately fought all over excitedly, and quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhang Zhenhuo a few times, raised his hand and sweared: "Then I thank Mr. Zhang for his kindness for me first. After becoming the director, I will be able to do better for Mr. Zhang's filial piety."

Director of the Yishi Society? That means that from then on, his status in the Yishi Society is second only to the president Zhang Zhenhuo. He has been a cow and a horse for so many years. Isn’t he just looking forward to today’s arrival?

Zhang Zhenhuo smiled and waved his hand, helped him up from the ground, and said, "Wen Lin, why should you and me be so disgusted? Isn't it clear what filial piety you are to me?"

Lai Wenlin just laughed and began to fantasize about a better life after becoming the director of the Yishi Society.

He thought of the scene where the old dog in Zhou Feicheng was expelled from Qingcheng Temple and took his disciples to the streets, and he was in a good mood. He thought to himself, Master, if you had a spirit in the sky, would you regret not choosing me as the leader of Qingcheng Gate when you saw this scene?

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The Yishi Society Competition is held once every 10 years, and this rule has been unshakable for decades. And 1 pm is the time for everyone to gather.

A total of 63 sects participated in the Yishi Association this year. Several of them could not come because of something, and some were removed from the Yishi Association because of their decline over the years. However, some new sects with strength have joined, so the number of people has not changed much.

Before the meeting started, nearly 300 people had already been received at the venue.

The place where they gathered was a luxurious Fengshui consulting company in the middle of China. The interior decoration of the company was magnificent like a small palace, which was also to entertain those somewhat superstitious officials and nobles, and it was also a place where the strangers would take orders specifically.

Usually, if guests need to come here to contact us, then the Yishihui will distribute the tasks to the members of the Yishihui. This is why so many sects want to have the right to speak in the Yishihui, because this represents a steady stream of money.

The Yishi Association is served as one president and four directors, and the president is Zhang Zhenhuo. The four directors come from four different sects, such as the Xiangxi Zizhuo School and the Jiangcheng Sanyuan School.

Perhaps because he felt that the opportunity to make a name for himself this year was coming, Zhou Feicheng brought all the disciples of the sect over there, and more than ten people followed Huang Tianba and seemed full of momentum.

Many people saw their formation and thought that some major sect had come. When they found out that it was from the Qingcheng sect, the group of people sneered and showed disdain.

"The people from Qingcheng Gate took the wrong medicine. So many people came this time."

"What's wrong. In previous years, they usually came one or two, but I didn't expect that so many came this year."

"If I remember correctly, if their performance is not good in this class, they will be removed from the Yishi Association. He brought so many people here, it should be to prove the strength of the sect. Alas, but what's the use of this? The head of Qingcheng is said to be selling money in the Westfos Market now. It's so miserable."

"Who said no? Moreover, they have such a bad relationship with Qingyuan Sect now, and Lai Wenlin is a big celebrity of the president. They may not be able to overcome this year's difficulties."

Everyone around was pointing fingers and talking secretly, and some people who were not in the way of Qingcheng Gate were gloating.

Hearing the discussions of these people around him, the disciples of Qingcheng Gate looked indignant, but they did not dare to say anything more, because the mockery was reasonable and well-founded.

Zhou Feicheng just sighed in his heart. Because of his poor ability, Qingcheng Gate fell. He has been suffering from the feeling of being despised by people everywhere for decades, and has also implicated the disciples in the sect to bear the rolling eyes together.
Chapter completed!