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Chapter 1812 The Godly General of Zhonglang?!

Han Sanqian slightly hooked Su Yingxia's palm with his fingers, signaling her not to be nervous.

At this moment, Futian and Fumei walked into the hall enthusiastically. When they saw Han Sanqian, they immediately greeted him enthusiastically and led Han Sanqian to the empty seat on the main table: "Come on, Sanqian

,sit."

Han Sanqian nodded and took it easy since he came. He wanted to see what Futian was up to, so he simply sat down.

As soon as Han Sanqian and Su Yingxia sat down, Fu Mei sat down next to Han Sanqian. During the process of sitting, she touched Han Sanqian lightly with obvious intention. Waiting for Han Sanqian to arouse

After paying attention, he showed a polite and self-recognized beautiful smile: "I'm sorry."

Han Sanqian didn't take it to heart. As soon as he sat down, Futian raised his wine glass with a smile and said: "Tonight's meal is specially set up to welcome Han Sanqian. Everyone in the Fu family

, come with me and toast Han Sanqian."

Following Futian's words, all the senior executives of Fujia stood up. Even Fumei next to her gave Han Sanqian a very gentle and polite smile and raised her wine glass.

"Three thousand, I have offended you so much in the past. Today, I will punish myself with a glass of wine. I hope you can forget the blame." After saying that, Futian took a sip of the wine in the glass, then shook his head and said: "There is nothing I can do, as a person

As the patriarch of the Fu clan, many times, for the sake of the overall situation, I have to do things that I really don’t want to do.”

Han Sanqian smiled. For him with rich experience, it was obvious that Han Sanqian could clearly see Futian's acting skills. However, everyone had their own motives, so Han Sanqian smiled lightly: "Clan Chief Futian is polite.

Well, I can only blame Han Sanqian for failing to live up to expectations in the past. If I were the patriarch, I would do the same thing."

"Okay, Sanqian, you are really brave enough. Come, let me offer you another glass of wine. After this glass of wine, our past grievances and grievances will be wiped out. At the same time, I have a big happy event waiting to be announced." Futian smiled cheerfully.

Then he drank the second glass of wine in one gulp.

Han Sanqian also nodded with a fake smile, raised his head and drank up the wine.

Futian was very happy. After shouting hello, he faced everyone and said: "Now, I declare that Han Sanqian has officially become a member of my Fushi clan. From now on, the Fushi clan and Han Sanqian will love each other and will not be hurt."

Peaceful."

"In addition, I will also appoint Han Sanqian as my Fushi Zhonglang Shenfu general."

Zhonglangshen general?!

Upon hearing this position, a group of Fujia executives were immediately shocked. Even Su Yingxia was slightly stunned at this time.

Zhonglang Shen Military General is the top position among the generals of the Fu family. For countless years, countless disciples have sacrificed their lives and blood in order to one day be able to sit in this position and gain supreme glory.

However, Zhonglang Shenwujiang is the highest officer who protects the entire Fujia main courtyard and mobilizes Fujia guards. Therefore, the requirements are extremely high, requiring both outstanding meritorious service and often extremely strong background connections.

But now, as soon as Han Sanqian arrived, he was directly appointed by Futian to be the most important general position of the Fu family.

"Clan leader, General Zhonglang Shen is the military commander of our clan. He is not only responsible for the security of the Fu family, but also controls the 70,000 guards of our Fu family. Do you need to hand over such an important position to Han Sanqian?

Think about it seriously?"

"That's right. Everyone knows that whoever can become the Zhonglang Shenwujiang is equivalent to sitting on the third position in the Fu family. Although Han Sanqian is indeed good, he will not be worried as soon as he comes.

This is a great responsibility."

A group of senior executives were worried and very envious. Han Sanqian was just a newcomer, but he got such an honor all at once. How could it make people feel happy?

Facing these criticisms, Futian didn't care at all, even all of this was within his expectation.

Smiling slightly, Futian continued: "Although the position of General Zhonglang is very high, it is obvious that Han Sanqian is the most suitable candidate. I think everyone has seen Han Sanqian's strength today, so there should be no need to doubt it.

Well, with him supporting me and supporting my family, I believe that you will at least feel at ease in your hearts."

"Besides, Lou Tingge has already said that Han Sanqian will be trained by Fumu himself. This also means that Han Sanqian's future will be unlimited, and he may even be the true god of the future, just a Zhonglang god.

General, what does it matter?"

"According to me, as long as Han Sanqian is willing, it doesn't matter if I, the clan leader, give it to him?"

Hearing this, a group of executives were even more surprised. True God? Fujia's future plan is to train Han Sanqian to become the next True God?!

Thinking of this, a group of executives did not dare to speak. After all, if they offended Han Sanqian at this time, wouldn't they be seeking death?

At the same time, after hearing this, some women in the Fu family couldn't help but cast flirtatious glances at Han Sanqian, hoping to attract Han Sanqian's attention.

At this time, Han Sanqian, who had been silent all this time, slowly stood up with a faint smile on his face.


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