Chapter 184
Wang Yang raised his eyebrows and stood up suddenly. "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure..." Wan Bin's expression seemed heavy and heavier. "This old man named Bi Sheng has passed away for more than twenty years..."
"You mean, you have passed away and have been dead for more than twenty years?" Wang Yang's mouth couldn't help but tilt when he arrived at this news. Can this Nima be praised for being dead?
Wang Yang didn't care about the confusing eyes that Wang Po and Liu Yiyi cast, and asked urgently. "So, is there any news about Bi Sheng? I mean news about his life?"
"There is nothing unusual. He worked in a printing house for decades. He went from a primary school apprentice to an old craftsman. More than 20 years ago, he died of illness..."
"...Did you find out wrong, or did he have a son named Bi Sheng?" Wang Yang smashed his mouth and asked curiously.
Everyone looked at Wang Yang with a strange look. After a long time, Wan Bin laughed twice. "Don't talk nonsense, brother Wushan, how could he say anything about his father's name? His son also followed him with his name. Wouldn't that be contrary to human ethics?"
"He has a son named Bi Rong. He is now in his forties and is still working in that printing workshop. His grandson is Bi Man, and he is now seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is also working in that printing workshop."
Wang Yang was really confused. What about the four major inventions that were not the imperial examination? What about the four major inventions that were agreed to be? What about the four major inventions that were agreed to be? How can we not play like this? You can't let the four major inventions of China suddenly lose?
At this moment, the excellent time traveler, King Mister, who has noble sentiments and excellent moral character, made an action that was enough to be clear about history, shocked the past and present, and was heard all over the world. Bi Sheng raised his braid, but the four great inventions of China must not be missing.
And maybe it was because after he traveled through time and some mutations occurred in time and space, Bi Sheng was unable to change his job and get the skill of the inventor.
Since this is the case, I should shoulder this heavy and arduous historical responsibility.
Wang Yang stood there with a solemn expression and a firm look, as if he had encountered something extremely important and unquestionable. After a long time, Wang Yang took a deep breath and slapped him on his thigh under the gaze of everyone. "Please also ask Wan Bin to do Wang a favor."
"If you and my brothers have any need, just talk. As long as Wan can do it, he will naturally not stand by and watch." Wan Bin said with a smile.
Wang Yang nodded at him and said seriously. "That's what I hope, Brother Wan, can you do me a favor and try to invite Bi Rong and Na Man to work in my printing shop in the middle of Beijing. The salary will be at least twice as high as their current job."
Wan Bin looked at Wang Yang, thought for a while, and nodded. "Don't worry, since it was something you told me by Brother, Wan will definitely get it done for you."
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"Our Lingqushe is not very strong in Cuju. What's important is that these guys are brave and fierce all day long, but they just refuse to put in their strength to practice Cuju... Alas, I, Ling, I was the one who was on the Tokyo Cuju field back then, and who wouldn't be frightened..." Boss Ling looked at the lazy guys who were training on the court without feet, and said in anger.
Wang Yang couldn't help but squint the old man with his eyes. He didn't know if he was bragging, but Zhao Ji beside him curiously asked, "Boss Ling, do you have a flower name Ling Sanjiao?"
"Young man, do you actually know Ling Sanjiao?" Boss Ling looked at Zhao Ji blankly, and couldn't help but show a hint of excitement. "Yes, Ling is Ling Sanjiao from that time."
Wang Yang looked at Boss Ling with a strange look. His eyes were very vulgar and a little evil. Boss Ling was confused. Zhao Ji next to him couldn't help but ask in a low voice. "Brother, what are you watching?"
After Wang Yang looked at him for a long time, he couldn't help but smile treacherously and squeezed at this guy. "I said Lao Ling, is it because this nickname means that your third leg is very powerful?"
"..." Boss Ling opened his mouth and looked at the lewd and lewd Wang Dazi in front of him with a look of a gloomy smile. Zhao Ji next to him seemed to have no feather arrows and almost knelt directly. Gao Qiu beside him looked at Wang Yang with a high-rise look, both respectful and fearful.
"Why, why are you looking at me? Is there any problem?" Wang Yang didn't expect that he just asked Boss Ling casually. Why did the eyes of one or two look at him like a group of people's policemen looking at the criminals? He suddenly felt angry and said dissatisfied.
"No, no problem, sir, you can always speak amazing words, which really makes me... well, admire you." Zhao Ji was very moved. He often felt proud and didn't keep the door in his mouth. It seemed that he couldn't blame himself. It was because the one who was close to the vermilion was red and the one who was close to the ink was black.
It is obvious that Mr. Wushan, the teacher who often opens his mouth and goes around, takes him further and further down the wrong way.
"What about you?" Wang Yang's eyes slanted in another direction, and the target was Boss Ling. Seeing this guy's provocative gaze, Boss Ling, who was beaten into a pig's head by this guy last time, had the urge to pick up the bricks on the ground and let the guy come and see his treasure.
But reality stopped him, and reason also told him that fighting with such a fighting guy is no different from teasing an angry bull on the street, it is completely just seeking abuse by himself.
So, Boss Ling could only roll his eyes in depression. "That's because you're thinking wrong. Ling three kicks means that someone Ling wants to kick the ball into the goal. Every three shots, he will definitely hit the goal, so this has such a nickname."
"So it's such a trippy, okay..." Wang Yang smashed his mouth and decided not to pay attention to the training of those guys, but to look at Boss Ling. "What you mean is that if Lingyun Club wants to win the game, it is unlikely that Dechang Club will be able to win, right?"
"Well, our strength is really a bit different from the other party, alas..." Boss Ling's expression seemed particularly miserable at this moment. "Some years ago, Ling was able to go on the battlefield, but in recent years, his health has been getting worse and worse, but these guys are one by one, so Lingyun Club is getting worse and worse now."
"Brother Wushan, didn't you say you wanted to use Lingyun Club to suppress the Dechang Club?" At this time, Zhao Ji said this.
"Well..." Wang Yang nodded, but when his eyes fell on the gangsters who were practicing Cuju, his expression seemed particularly disgusted. With this guy's performance, he was even worse than the Chinese national football team. How could he suppress Dechang Society?
Chapter completed!