Chapter 292 The position of the owner of the village
Now that we have talked about this, and everyone has expressed their stance like this, what else can Wu Guanting say.
On the one hand, he praised Zhuo Mufeng for his sense of proportion, and on the other hand, he also looked forward to how his adopted son would perform after taking office in the Sanjiang League.
Wu Guanting nodded: "Well, since you insist on this, it's not convenient for me as a father to say anything else, lest you be looked down upon by outsiders, as you wish."
"Thank you, foster father!" Zhuo Mufeng let out a long breath and relaxed all over. If Wu Guanting persisted, he would really have a headache.
Miao Qingcheng smiled sweetly and said: "Look, when I heard that we could serve, my mood changed. It seems that some people don't want to see us."
Khan! Zhuo Mufeng was in a good mood. Knowing that Miao Qingcheng was joking, he quickly walked behind him and rubbed Miao Qingcheng's shoulders with both hands.
He said flatteringly: "What did the adoptive mother say? If the child didn't feel guilty and didn't want to eat free rice, he would have wished to serve his adoptive father and adoptive mother forever."
Miao Qingcheng rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but smile and said, "You are the only one who can say it!" She closed her eyes and enjoyed Zhuo Mufeng's massage.
Zhuo Mufeng broke into a heavy sweat.
Somehow, he always felt that he was now like a villain in a TV series in his previous life, a walk-on who gained a position by flattering others and eventually became a stepping stone to the protagonist.
Little did he know that his scene would be seen by others. Wu Guanting smiled bitterly and shook his head, while Huahua Feng and Lan Xiang couldn't help but widen their eyes.
In their impression, Master Miao Qingcheng has always been very solemn. Even though they have been together for more than ten years, they have never been so close and joking with her.
From this we can see that Master’s wife’s attitude towards Zhuo Mufeng is that she truly regards her as one of her own.
Wu Yuanyuan glanced at someone sideways. In the past, she would have scolded the flatterer, but now, for some reason, seeing Zhuo Mufeng getting along so well with her parents, not only was she not angry, but she also had a strange feeling.
A family dinner ended in a happy atmosphere.
Zhuo Mufeng returned to the courtyard to rest. Regarding his appointment, it is estimated that it will be announced in two days. He does not know what position the old witch will arrange for him.
I hope that the power can be greater and that more people can control it. If he is asked to start from scratch, he will really cry without tears.
In the afternoon of the next day, Zhuo Mufeng, who was practicing in his room, received the notice and came to the meeting hall.
Only the three ambassadors and the ten hall masters were present. When they saw Zhuo Mufeng, the two rows of bosses all saluted with their attention, with different expressions.
With doubts, Zhuo Mufeng walked to the middle position, raised his hands to Wu Guanting, who was standing above him, and said, "Father."
Wu Guanting nodded with a smile, but ignored him. Instead, he said to everyone: "I, this kid, said last night that I wanted to establish myself in the Sanjiang League by myself, so as not to embarrass my adoptive father. I tried to persuade him in every possible way to no avail. After thinking about it, it was true.
He cannot be left idle.
Everyone, do you have any suitable positions that you can move to for this kid?"
When Zhuo Mufeng heard this, his eyes widened. The old witch was very efficient in doing things. What he promised last night was started today. He couldn't help staring back and forth at the two rows of bosses.
How could he not understand that the old witch had called him here in a serious way, saying that he wanted to be fair and just, but in fact it was just a statement, asking the big bosses below to protect him and not let anything happen to my adopted son.
There is no absolute fairness in the world. With his status as the eldest young master of the Sanjiang League, the people below him can't help but take care of him.
Zhuo Mufeng was originally quite nervous last night, but when he saw this state, he immediately felt happy. It is estimated that even if he takes up the post next time, his life will be quite comfortable.
But who knows, after Wu Guanting said one sentence, the big guys in the two rows on the left and right would look at me and I would look at you, or they would lower their heads, or they would look up, or they would look hesitant, but no one would reply.
What does this mean? Zhuo Mufeng was a little confused.
"Huh?" Wu Guanting's nasal voice increased, meaning that you should give me a message.
The bosses were still silent.
Wu Guanting's face looked a little ugly, and his adopted son was still watching. You are deliberately trying to embarrass me, so he pointed at the white-haired Meng Jiuxiao: "Old Meng, I'll leave Mu Feng to you."
Meng Jiuxiao seemed to have been bitten by a snake. He stood up quickly and said with a grimace: "To inform the leader, my subordinates are overcrowded and there is no suitable place for the time being."
Wu Guanting looked at the woman in plain clothes behind Meng Jiuxiao.
The woman in plain clothes has loose black hair, which is casually tied into a ponytail on the back of her head and spread to her waist. She does not apply makeup, but she still has white skin and tender flesh, and a tall figure. She can be said to be one of the most beautiful women in a thousand.
It was none other than Min Huaixiang, the "Jade Concubine", one of the four envoys.
Min Huaixiang glanced at Zhuo Mufeng and said lightly: "Leader, I am mainly responsible for the exchange of information. I'm afraid I won't be able to let the young master show off his talents."
Show off your talents! Zhuo Mufeng almost laughed angrily. You don’t even know my specialty, how do you know you can’t show off your talents? What a terrible reason for rejection.
Wu Guanting could only look at the middle-aged man behind Min Huaixiang.
This person is ordinary, nothing special, except for his friendly smile, like the big brother next door. He is none other than Song Lele, one of the Four Envoys, the "Smiling Tai Sui".
Song Lele received the alliance leader's look, stepped forward, laughed loudly and said: "Since Brother Meng and Sister Min are unable to do anything, why not let the eldest young master come to my side, and ask the alliance leader to help."
Wu Guanting's eyes lit up, and Zhuo Mufeng was secretly grateful. This guy was pleasing to the eye.
Wu Guanting asked: "What position are you planning to give to the eldest young master?"
Song Lele said without thinking: "My subordinates have a charity village in the north of the city. Just last month, the manager was killed by a Jianghu man who was passing by. Although he took revenge, the hole has always been empty. With the ability of the young master, I believe he will be able to do the job."
"puff……"
Some people laughed at the scene.
Wu Guanting also couldn't laugh or cry. What was this smiling tiger doing? He asked his adopted son to see the corpse, but he couldn't explain it.
Zhuo Mufeng, on the other hand, was so angry that he was itching his teeth. The other party was clearly trying to amuse him, but he still looked sincere. At this moment, he felt that the middle-aged smile was so hateful.
Lou Linxuan, the leader of the four envoys, was not there, so Wu Guanting skipped over and looked at Zhan Bai, the leader of the ten hall masters.
Zhan Bai is still so ruthless, and he does not hesitate to face the leader of the alliance: "I am not short of people."
Everyone else after that had their own reasons anyway, either because the position was not suitable, or because they felt that the eldest young master would be better with someone else. In short, no one needed him.
A bunch of big guys were as avoidant as a snake or a scorpion towards Zhuo Mufeng. They were putting out soft nails one by one, and no one wanted to get his hands on him.
They are not stupid. If they really want to take over Zhuo Mufeng, which position should they put him in?
If it's too low, it won't give the leader face, and if word spreads it will become a joke.
It's high. Let's not talk about your Zhuo Mufeng's ability. You want to occupy a good position as soon as you arrive. What do you think of your subordinates who followed them and finally climbed up?
And can you just leave people alone and leave them alone?
Everyone saw Miao Qingcheng's attitude yesterday, and she was very affectionate towards the young master. To be honest, everyone present respected Wu Guanting, but they were more afraid of Miao Qingcheng, whose methods had been taught many times.
Such a young master is probably not good enough to hit or scold him, and it will also affect the unity of his subordinates. Whoever wants him is a fool.
So this time everyone was united and united in a rare way, leaving no gaps at all.
Zhuo Mufeng lowered his head slightly, pretending to be calm on the surface, but in fact, he had already cursed in his heart. A bunch of bastards didn't give me face, and they kicked me like a ball, just wait and see!
Zhuo Mufeng thought that today's affairs could not go on, but Wu Guanting looked around at everyone, nodded, and suddenly said: "This alliance leader understands your difficulties.
Just now you all said that my child is very capable, so I will treat you as telling the truth and bring you here."
Behind the pillar on the left, a figure flashed, and after a while, an old man of medium build wearing a gray robe with a jade hairpin in his hair stepped in, walked to a position level with Zhuo Mufeng, raised his hands and said: "I have seen the leader of the alliance.
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As soon as the old man appeared, the faces of the big guys present suddenly changed, and they suddenly realized something.
Wu Guanting smiled and said: "No need to be polite, Vice Villa Master Hou. Some time ago, didn't you report to our leader many times and ask me to assign a village master to you to avoid anything going wrong at Ice Dew Villa? Someone has been found for you."
The old man in gray robe was overjoyed when he heard this. He looked around and focused on the faces of the three envoys. He hurriedly asked: "I wonder which lord is under his command?"
The Ice Dew Villa he represents is quite powerful and is a first-rate force outside Gusu City. It has surrendered to the Sanjiang Alliance a month ago.
Since it is a surrender, the Sanjiang Alliance will naturally appoint the owner of the village. However, the gray-robed old man also knows himself and cannot allow anyone present to serve as the owner of the village.
But as long as they are directly under the command of these big bosses, it is enough for Ice Dew Villa to quickly establish a foothold in the Sanjiang League and gain strong support.
For this reason, the gray-robed old man also specially sought out the three envoys, hoping that they could persuade Wu Guanting to take the Ice Dew Villa into his hands.
The expressions of the big bosses had completely changed. Before he could stop him, Wu Guanting pointed at Zhuo Mufeng and said calmly: "That's him."
The old man in gray robe was stunned for a moment. He followed the direction of Wu Guanting's finger and looked at the young man beside him. He was a little confused and looked unbelievable.
After a full moment, the old man in gray robe hurriedly turned his head, cupped his hands and said with a change of expression: "Alliance leader, due to the sudden change in Ice Dew Villa, people are still unsettled, and it needs strong people to suppress it! If you can't control it well, just
I’m afraid the situation will worsen!”
Are you kidding me? After all, his Ice Dew Villa is also a well-known power in the world and has a wide network of contacts. If a hairless guy were to be the owner of the village, he would be laughed to death.
Not to mention, there are many masters and strong men in the village, all of whom are licking blood with their swords. The old man in gray robe is very doubtful that the boy next to him can withstand being scared.
Wu Guanting said: "If the situation worsens, how far will it get? Vice-manager Hou, let the person I designate try it first. Give him three months. If it really doesn't work, we can discuss it again."
The old man in gray robe was so anxious that he stamped his feet. It was still three months later, and he didn't want to agree even a day, so he hurriedly looked to both sides.
Meng Jiuxiao, Min Huaixiang and others wanted to dissuade them, but Wu Guanting said calmly: "Your positions are all full, and you said that the eldest young master has extraordinary abilities, so the leader of the alliance has no choice but to drag him out to try. Could it be that what you just said are all lies, huh?
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A group of big guys looked at each other in confusion, and then looked at Wu Guanting, who was picking up a teacup and sipping tea. Unknown to him, he had been tricked by the hateful alliance leader again!
Otherwise, what a coincidence. As soon as they declined, Old Hou was called in by Gu Mengtang.
At this point, what else can be said, but you can't slap yourself, so everyone had to sigh and shrink back.
Wu Guanting put down the tea cup and looked at Zhuo Mufeng who was in a daze: "Mufeng, what is your opinion? If you are afraid, just say it and I will change your position."
Zhuo Mufeng still doesn't know the situation of Ice Dew Villa, but now he only has one thought. If these big guys object, he will insist on it and slap their ugly faces hard.
So Master Zhuo, regardless of the strange looks around him, immediately looked determined and said, "My child is willing to take over the position of the owner of the village!"