Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Four
Pushing the door and entering, Wang Dingchang bowed his head beside the desk. Wang Kang was slightly stunned. As expected, the more you gain, the more you have to pay.
In the eyes of outsiders, Wang Dingchang was glorious and wealthy, and was awarded the title of Count.
In fact, these are easy to get.
There are countless industries, shops and many things in the entire Earl's Mansion... and he needs to deal with them every day, so he has not yet fallen asleep at this moment.
Seeing Wang Kang walk in, Wang Dingchang looked up and said kindly: "I'm back."
"Yes," Wang Kang nodded, walked inside and found a chair to sit down casually.
"See Cai He!"
"See you!" Wang Kang replied.
"You haven't made things difficult for you!" Wang Dingchang said again: "Cai He has a very strange temper. If he is someone who can't see him, he may not say a word."
"But if it can be valued, it will be different."
"It's okay! Master Cai is not bad." Wang Kang didn't say much about this matter and said again: "I know some information about the competition."
"Wu Bi Dong Yiwu invited the Li family's sword crazy and Li Yuyao, and invited Yang Xiuwen, who is known as the little painting saint, to paint!"
"I also knew this in the afternoon!" Wang Dingchang said coldly: "They really spared no effort, they wanted to lose all three games!"
This is also the problem that Wang Kang is worried about. The rule is that the Earl's Mansion must win in all three games to be considered a victory, and losing one game is considered a loss.
"Li Yuyao is very famous and has extraordinary sword skills. I have heard of it. It is reported that even those who have practiced martial arts for many years are no match for him!"
Wang Dingchang said again: "As for Yang Xiuwen, this man is good at painting flowers and birds. His shape is enough to distort the real ones. He is also known as the little saint of painting. His reputation is very wide and it is hard to find a painting. Therefore, he is extremely arrogant and does not take anyone except the county magistrate seriously."
"He came to refer to it, probably because of the commander's order!"
After hearing what Wang Dingchang said, Wang Kang nodded in agreement, as Yang Xiuwen said nothing.
"Why do you have someone to deal with it?" Wang Kang asked curiously.
"Wu Bibi spent a lot of money to invite a man from the world,"
Wang Dingchang paused and said, "After all, our Earl Mansion is still established for a short time, and there is no other way to do this."
"Can this person beat Li Yuyao?" Wang Kang asked.
"Difficult!" Wang Dingchang said in a deep voice, "Li Yuyao became famous two years ago. He was only eighteen years old. He fought alone in the notorious thief Chen Tong, and killed him!"
"It has been two years now, and he has not taken action in two years. No one knows what he has reached now!"
"And the person I invited was as strong as Chen Tong, so this game..."
Wang Dingchang didn't say it any more, and Wang Kang also understood what he meant. If this was the case, then he would definitely lose this game.
"Can't you look for it again?"
Wang Kang asked.
"It's hard to find," Wang Dingchang shook his head and said, "It's easier to be a second- and third-rate warrior. It's hard to see such top experts. And if he is really a first-rate expert, how could he attack some gold and silver?"
"This is what our Earl's Mansion needs to develop in the future..."
"It seems that only one person is suitable." Wang Kang continued.
"You mean?"
"Li Qingman!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Dingchang's eyes lit up, "Yes, why didn't I expect that Miss Li is the descendant of Taiyi Sect, and her martial arts must be extremely high, so she is a good candidate."
"I just don't know what her true level is, and it's not certain whether they want to."
"I'll talk to her about this!" Wang Kang said with a smile.
"Haha! My son is still capable, so that the descendants of Taiyi Sect are willing to follow him."
Wang Kang rolled his eyes and found that when Wang Dingchang talked about this, he seemed to be in great interest.
He was busy changing the subject and said, "What about the painting competition?"
"I don't know this anymore..."
Wang Dingchang said: "Your mother should come back tomorrow evening. I have a cousin who is good at paintings and is famous in southern states. I just don't know what it should be compared with Yang Xiuwen!"
Wang Dingchang said and said a little, "Planning is for others, and success is for heaven. I still say the same thing. You don't have to be too stressed, just do your best..."
Wang Kang understood what his father said. Even if it was a martial arts comparison, it would be better than a painting, but there was another literary comparison theory that he had appeared on the stage...
This is the biggest variable.
Wang Kang did not explain much, and he will be able to find out then.
"Your Fuyang tabloid is doing well. It's a good weapon!" Wang Dingchang praised again.
"I found that you are still suitable for making these strange things, and they will often have great results. Let go of it and be your father will be your greatest backing!"
"Yes," Wang Kang nodded.
He also understood this. Now all his work can reach its current scale. In fact, the most important thing is his identity.
The son of Earl Fuyang, with this identity, often there is no need to worry too much.
"Then you can rest early." Wang Kang said, and was ready to go back to his house.
"By the way," Wang Kang turned around before leaving the door, "I remember to get up early tomorrow to go out, but there will be a good show!"
"It's your Fuyang tabloid. Is there any major incident that broke out?" Wang Dingchang asked with a smile.
"It's not just this, there's another one, you can just watch it tomorrow."
"You little brat." Wang Dingchang smiled and cursed, then bowed his head to handle the matter.
No words all night.
The next day, Wang Kang got up early because there was a great show today...
According to the bet, Yu Hong and the other two would stick me with a note that I am a dog today and circled around Yangcheng. This good show cannot be missed.
Wang Kang came to the Fuyang Newspaper early, and Zhang Song and Zhang Qing were also here.
"All arranged!"
Wang Kang asked.
"No problem," the little fat man patted his chest and said, "Your people and mine are staring at me. As long as they appear, they can't run away."
"You are afraid that Yu Hong and the others will pretend to hide their weaknesses," Zhang Song asked with a smile.
"Yes, those people are afraid of being recognized, so they will definitely disguise themselves," Wang Kang snorted coldly, "They are thinking about beauty. Not only do I want others to recognize them, but everyone in the city also knows it!"
"They're just a dog!"
"Who is offending you, it's really a big blessing!" Zhang Song shook his head and asked again: "Is there a Fuyang tabloid today?"
"Yes, you go and get it!" Wang Kang said.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Song walked to the stage to get a copy. It was just dawn and no one came to buy it. This should be the first copy he had seen.
Zhang Song thought and started to look around.
On the front page, there is another line of big words, the chain of interests. Where did the grain that Mr. Sun forced to collect?
Then Zhang Song looked carefully and said that what the article was involved was caused by Sun Yuanwai, which was a grain shop called Jin Risheng in Yangzhou City.
All the grain collected by Mr. Sun was hoarded at this grain shop, so as to raise the price of grain. In the cold winter, it was sold at a high price and made a fortune from refugees!
It was another big news, another bad incident, and the article also made a vague statement, all of which were related to one person...
The military officer of Yangzhou City, Li Yu!
Zhang Song looked back at Wang Kang and said in surprise, this really requires pushing Li Yu to the abyss step by step.
Now it has begun to show its momentum!
Chapter completed!