Volume 2: Earthly Experience Chapter 21: Sucking noodles has a purpose
Henan, Shaolin Temple!
At this moment, everyone was sitting in a pavilion, waiting for the last person to arrive.
"Everyone, you're all here!"
An old man in a suit and tie with short white hair walked over, but he looked like an immortal.
"Old Lu, why did you come so late this time? Did something happen?" Wang Ai asked with his eyes slightly opened.
"What else could it be? I went to Mount Longhu!"
After Lu Jin found a cushion to sit on, he said, "He is still the same. He entrusted your voting rights to me!"
"Me too!"
A middle-aged man with a mustache and a shiny head said, "Grandma Guan is still the same, she won't come!"
"Really? Fine then! Since Shopkeeper Mu is also representing Grandma Guan..."
Wang Ai glanced at the old monk who was sitting beside him, rubbing his Buddhist beads with one hand and resting the other on his chest, and said, "Master Jiekong, shall we begin?"
"Amitabha!"
Master Jie Kong nodded slightly and said, "Since you are all here, let's make it short. I'm sure you all know that the Patriarch of the Gao family is unable to continue to serve as the 'boss' due to poor health, so he has stepped down..."
"There are two candidates now. The first one is Na Ruhu from Xigu Pavilion, and the other one is Feng Zhenghao from Tianxiahui."
"Everyone, let's discuss this!"
After Master Jiekong finished speaking, he stopped talking...
The air in the pavilion suddenly became quiet. Everyone was sitting there, and no one was willing to speak first...
"hehe……"
Finally, it was Wang Ai who spoke first, "Since you are all sensible people, stop hiding things."
"This time, Lao Gao suddenly announced his withdrawal. I think you all understand what he is thinking. We are not qualified to interfere!"
"But I think you all know about something that happened recently! That is that Ding Shimaan went to Quanxing... To be honest, this is indeed a regrettable thing."
"Because this brat has set a bad example, many people have joined Quan Xing... This is not a good sign!"
After these words were spoken, everyone nodded. What Wang Ai said was true. Although Ding Shiman did not call on other people to join Quan Xing, after all, a person's name will have a shadow on a tree. Wherever a hero is placed, there will naturally be followers following behind.
"So, Mr. Wang...what do you mean?"
At the side, a bald, bearded man asked, "Let the Pavilion Master join us?"
"That's what I think. After all, the Pavilion Master is a hero after all... A hero should have a heroic status, right?"
“…”
Everyone began to fall into deep thought. To be honest, they did agree with Wang Ai's proposal.
Using the influence of one hero to weaken the influence of another hero is indeed a good choice.
Everyone started discussing this matter. Wang Ai looked at everyone talking at once, but he was not in a hurry.
Because Wang Bing had talked to Wang Ai about the Feng family when they were at the old house.
If this happened in the original novel, Wang Ai would definitely step on Feng Zhenghao. After all, because of Jiashen, everyone did the same thing.
That's the stance.
Wang Bing has his own opinion on these things. He thinks there is no need to deliberately belittle or suppress the Feng family.
First of all, such a long time has passed, and the original events have basically been concluded. Regardless of what other people think if we bring up the past, the company will never allow the original events to be escalated again.
Doing this now will gain you nothing except making people hate you.
Moreover, Wang Bing had also predicted to Wang Ai that the Gao family would definitely retreat, and Feng Zhenghao might try to join the boss because of this matter.
Wang Ai was also very surprised at that time. He didn't expect that Wang Bing had such a big picture view.
Later, as Wang Bing said, the Gao family withdrew from the Nine Lords Meeting and gave up a position.
Feng Zhenghao was the first to ask to join...
It was just because of Ding Shimaan’s incident that another candidate, Na Ruhu, was added to the list of candidates for this meeting.
Moreover, Wang Bing also agreed with Wang Ai's idea of hiding himself. He also didn't want to stand in front of the stage too early, as it would do no good except becoming a target for others.
It is better to be a small transparent person behind the scenes and accumulate strength.
Anyway, Wang Ai is standing behind him, so he doesn't have to worry about "not being able to get resources because he is not in the eyes of the elders".
But Wang Ai also asked, "The reason why Feng Zhenghao's Tianxiahui has developed so rapidly, in addition to his personal means, is inseparable from the influence of the Soul Constraints and Generals..."
But Wang Bing said, "Our Wang family made its fortune by relying on the methods of Shentu and Danqingmen. If I am not mistaken, my great-grandfather wanted to summon spirits and send generals just to add a guarantee for the continuation of the Wang family. Just like you said, the family craftsmanship cannot be lost!"
Wang Ai thought about it later and realized that this was true. He couldn't give up the art of painting that had been passed down in his family for many years just because the Eight Wonders were so outrageous!
Moreover, all the art of painting has been passed on to Wang Bing. This boy is also very evil, as if he was born to do this job and he learns very quickly.
So now Wang Ai really doesn't take Feng Zhenghao seriously...
I have two unique skills in my hands. What can you use to compete with me? What qualifications do you have to compete with me?
While several big guys were discussing the choice of "Lao", a young man who looked to be about eighteen years old was walking on the street carrying painting supplies.
The bank card that Wang Ai gave him has no overdraft limit, but Wang Bing's state of mind is already very strong now, and he really has no interest in worldly things.
In addition to the necessary things, he also chose his first stop, carrying his painting supplies.
Guizhou, Liupanshui.
The scenery of Liupanshui is not only beautiful, but also surrounded by mountains, reflecting the terraced terrain of Guizhou's hilly basin.
In the LPS urban area, you can see the city's tall buildings, and the suburbs of the city are full of dangerous peaks.
Today Wang Bing chose to sit in a park in Liupanshui and paint an oil painting.
At this time, there were many old men and women walking in the park, so there were many people watching behind him.
Everyone is commenting on his paintings ...
However, Wang Bing just laughed off all these discussions and let it go...
It was approaching noon.
Wang Bing stretched his body, got up, packed up his things, and prepared to eat noodles.
As for why Wang Bing wanted to slurp the noodles...of course there was a purpose.
Soon Wang Bing walked to a Guizhou mutton noodle shop. After confirming the location again, he strode in.
The business here is good and it is crowded during busy times.
But Wang Bing still found a seat and sat down, and ordered a bowl of mutton noodles. To be honest, this noodle soup is really good...
"Oh, I can't come. What about old lady Mei Jinfeng's mutton noodles?"
At this time, the store manager, Boss Wan, spoke anxiously while holding the phone.
