The martial arts conference is still going on. Although it is lively, there are no gimmicks, but it is still very interesting.
Everyone on the stage also adhered to the principle of friendship first, competition second, and until noon, there were no serious injuries.
The Longhu Villa covers a very large area. Zhan Cangqiong's four apprentices searched for gaps along the surrounding walls, but no news came. Zhan Cangqiong sat under the ring, but his mind was not on watching the ring competition. His two thumbs kept saying
caress.
Mr. Long was staying in his large private office. Long Qing knocked on the door and came in, coming to him respectfully.
Looking at his eldest son, Mr. Long was very pleased. Since the villa had been handed over to him to take care of all the affairs, there had never been any trouble. It can be seen that his eldest son is the best candidate to inherit the villa in the future. Compared with other people,
My two sons are both down-to-earth and steady, yet not lacking in wisdom. The only thing they lack is the courage to expand their territories.
Mr. Long also just returned from visiting Lao Kui. He is old and can't stand the tossing back and forth, so he plans to go to Lin Kun's in the afternoon.
"What's going on?" Mr. Long asked his son with a smile.
"Father, Zhan Cangqiong came to our villa this morning." Long Qing bowed his head slightly and said.
"Oh? Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" Mr. Long asked, a look of solemnity flashed between his brows.
Long Qing said: "My father has been busy in the morning, and I didn't have the heart to disturb him. In addition, I have been sending people to monitor him closely, and he has not done anything inappropriate so far."
"snort!"
Mr. Long snorted coldly and said displeasedly: "Last time this old boy came to my place, he was polite, but something happened to Old Kui. This old boy didn't dare to come to my place to see me for fear of
There is something wrong in your heart, and you are afraid that I will find out."
Long Qing said: "Father, then let's..."
Before Long Qing finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of Mr. Long's office. Mr. Long walked toward the door and asked, "Who is it?"
"Brother Long, it's me." A voice that was slightly hoarse and a bit shrill came from outside the door.
Upon hearing this voice, Mr. Long and Long Qing frowned at the same time. The voice was none other than Zhan Cangqiong.
Long Qing looked at Mr. Long, and Mr. Long looked at him. Mr. Long lowered his voice and said: "Whoever the disciple is guarding outside the door, he will be removed from his post immediately and let him go upstairs without permission. He is derelict in his duty!"
Long Qing said: "Yes..."
Mr. Long shouted towards the door, "Come in."
squeak……
The door opened and Zhan Cangqiong walked in with a smile. Long Qing took the initiative to say hello, "Uncle Zhan."
Zhan Cangqiong smiled and said, "Nephew Long Qing, there's no need to be so polite."
Mr. Long said: "Qing'er, serve tea to your Uncle Zhan."
Long Qing began to prepare tea. Mr. Long invited Zhan Cangqiong to sit down. Zhan Cangqiong sat next to Mr. Long and said with a smile: "Brother Long, I have been watching the ring in the martial arts arena all morning, and I haven't come to visit you. I hope you can
Don't be offended."
Mr. Long laughed and said: "You and I are at this age, so how can we pay so much attention to it? I am an old man and I won't be so picky. Brother Zhan, you are really overthinking."
Zhan Cangqiong smiled and said: "Brother Long's magnanimity, I and I have always admired him. I think our martial arts conference was organized in an orderly manner, but this morning, I felt that this martial arts conference was not very interesting. It was just yesterday.
That part was wonderful.”
Long Qing smiled beside him and said, "What Uncle Zhan said is that I heard that Hu Qiuping's death yesterday was so tragic that it became a joke in our Chinese world and will last at least twenty or thirty years."
Long Qing said with a smile: "I heard that yesterday there was an unlucky fellow in the Jianghu field. His luck was so bad that he was sprayed all over his face by Hu Qiuping."
As soon as he said this, Long Qing did not mean any offense. He had no idea that the one whose face was sprayed all over was Zhan Cangqiong sitting in front of him.
Zhan Cangqiong's expression suddenly changed, and he was a little embarrassed. Just when the tea was brought to him, Long Qing said with a smile: "Uncle Zhan, please drink tea. This is the best strong tea from our villa. The color is a bit strong, but the taste is very good.
"
Zhan Cangqiong took the tea cup and tried not to think about yesterday's embarrassing incident. He was so paralyzed that he had been sprayed with shit all over his face for so many years. This was the first time in his life.
After opening the lid of the tea cup, Zhan Cangqiong would never think about it again. Fortunately, he didn't recognize him after his face was sprayed with shit yesterday, otherwise he would also be a joke in the world for decades.
.
But when he opened the lid of the tea cup and took a look, the thick tea was tinged with yellow. It immediately reminded him of the big pile of shit Hu Qiuping finally spat out yesterday. In an instant, he felt that his nose and mouth were full of shit.
It was full of shit, and before I even drank a cup of fragrant tea, my stomach was already churning and I wanted to vomit.
Seeing that Zhan Cangqiong's expression was wrong, Mr. Long asked with concern: "Brother Zhan, what's wrong with you?"
Zhan Cangqiong took a sharp breath, suppressed the turmoil in his stomach, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I just don't want to drink tea today. Thank you for your nephew's kindness."
Putting down the tea cup, Zhan Cangqiong straightened his expression and said, "Brother Long, I came to talk to you this time because there is a great glory and wealth in front of you."
"oh?"
Mr. Long shook his head with a smile and said: "Brother Zhan, I'm afraid you still don't understand me. When I was young, I did value fame and wealth, and tried to take our Long family further, but I couldn't do much of this when I was young. Now
He is already on his deathbed, and he no longer has much favorable impressions of glory, wealth and fame."
Zhan Cangqiong smiled and said, "Brother Long, that's wrong. The glory and wealth I'm talking about are not for you to enjoy, but for the descendants of your Long family."
Until noon, several of his disciples could not find a favorable opening. Zhan Cangqiong was anxious and suddenly thought of a clever plan. He might as well pull out the banner of the Zhu family and ask Mr. Long to cooperate.
Zhan Cangqiong naturally knows the character of Mr. Long. He will never give in to fame and fortune, but this is not necessarily the case if it involves the entire Long family.
Before everyone gets close to their family, they will think of future generations. The pursuit of a person's life will turn into sustenance in the end. Zhan Qiong's plan is good. As long as Mr. Long is willing to cooperate, Lin Kun is now in Longhu Villa.
Then everything would be much easier to handle.
As expected, the expression on Mr. Long's face changed slightly, and even Long Qing's expression on the side also changed.
Zhan Cangqiong continued: "Brother Long, I think you must know the Zhu family in Yanjing, right?"
Mr. Long's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm on the surface. Long Qing's psychological quality was also excellent. He was equally shocked in his heart, but his expression remained calm.
"Of course I have heard of it. One of the four major families in Yanjing is also one of the four major families in China." Mr. Long stroked his beard and said with a smile.
"This deal of mine is for the Zhu family to discuss with Brother Long. Is Brother Long interested in hearing about it?" Zhan Cangqiong smiled slyly... (To be continued)