Chapter 142: Playing with the Big Boss
Hua Guo's invitation came much faster than Yan Wan'er imagined. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
As soon as she walked out of the door of the Xinyou Club, two young men in civilian clothes appeared in front of her.
These two people have sparse eyebrows and handsome faces. A casual dress is more tasteful than a model, with slender legs and feet, and even flesh and bones on both hands. His demeanor was indifferent, as if he was greeting an old friend: "Miss Yan, the big boss wants to see you." ā
Yan Wan'er's eyes were as cold as stars, and she turned slightly. Xindao: The big boss is not a simple person, these two people can see at a glance that they came out of the Xinyou Club, and they must have been placed here in the dark pile.
Another day, she will check which ones are the hidden piles that the bosses put in Junxi's company, and whether there are also in her company.
It's always unpleasant to be watched.
Yan Wan'er didn't stop at her feet: "Please lead the way." ā
The car has been parked at the door, the Volkswagen brand, the car is not eye-catching, but the license plate number on it is quite bullish. Yan Wan'er went in and out of Huaguoyuan several times, knowing that it was Huaguoyuan's car.
Silent all the way. The car did not drive to Huaguo Courtyard as Yan Wan'er expected. Instead, they arrived at a private estate. The turquoise grass slope undulates on both sides, and in the middle is a wide and neat bluestone road, leading to the quaint pavilion in front.
Soon, Yan Wan'er stood in front of the big boss, the old man surnamed Jiang.
Just like last time, Yan Wan'er sent all the guards away mercilessly, and then the treatment began.
At the beginning, she was a little forward-looking and didn't want to show her edge. Therefore, in the later stage of a simple heart disease, it is still dragged out in several treatments. I'm afraid of getting myself in trouble.
During this time, her mentality has changed substantially. Less worries, more confidence.
Therefore, after a few breaths, Yan Wan'er withdrew her immortal power. said indifferently: "Grandpa Jiang, it's okay." You are healed. Take good care of it, and it shouldn't recur. ā
Listening to Yan Wan'er's words, the old man surnamed Jiang was overjoyed, but he couldn't believe it, and confirmed with a smile: "Girl, what you said is true?" ā
"Really, Grandpa Jiang. It's more real than real gold! Yan Wan'er laughed and joked. Then he calmly and silently, waiting for the big boss's next words.
Both of them know that this meeting is not just about curing a disease.
Sure enough, after a brief period of joy. The old man surnamed Jiang quickly regained his composure, as the first person in Huaguo, such a trivial matter as adjusting his emotions naturally could not be difficult for him.
"Girl, you sit." The old man surnamed Jiang pointed to his lower seat, but Yan Wan'er was not polite, and sat down with a thank you.
"You saved my life. Tell me what you want. As he spoke, a pair of eyes that seemed indifferent, but were actually as sharp as a sword, seemed to inadvertently sweep Yan Wan'er's indifferent smiling face.
This girl, knowing that she made an appointment automatically, must have conditions to discuss. is so calm and waiting for him to speak, what a difficult ghost. The old man surnamed Jiang thought secretly.
"Grandpa Jiang, look at what you said. It is my honor to treat you, and I can ask for anything! Yan Wan'er's voice was smart, and the words she spit out also made the old man surnamed Jiang slightly moved.
Just when the old man surnamed Jiang thought that he was wrong to blame Yan Wan'er, he only heard her words turn around: "However, since Grandpa Jiang has a heart, Wan'er is embarrassed to shirk." Grandpa Jiang, you are a member of the Jiangshan Society, and it is not appropriate for me to raise the salary. Therefore, Wan'er doesn't want to be paid, but for the sake of the future of the Holy Pavilion, Wan'er wants to ask about the mining rights of the spiritual vein. I don't know if it's possible? ā
The old man surnamed Jiang had a slight glint in his eyes, but he understood what Yan Wan'er meant in an instant.
It must have been her who knew that the Dong family was going to meddle in the spiritual vein, and the news he got that Dong Xinran's girl didn't seem to have a good relationship with her.
Then, he said meaningfully: "If I remember correctly, the spiritual vein has always been in the hands of the Li family, or I can help you make an appointment to meet the person in charge of the Li family." ā
The old man surnamed Jiang made a final decision, and since then, the spiritual vein has completely lost its relationship with the Dong family. Yan Wan'er flashed for a moment, her heart was satisfied, and she responded: "Grandpa Jiang, where are the trivial things that bother you, I can contact them myself." However, Grandpa Jiang, I didn't ask this for myself, but purely for the sake of the Holy Pavilion. If the Dong family takes the spirit vein and catches me on the spirit stone at that time, then Grandpa Jiang, your Holy Pavilion will not be able to get it. ā
Seeing that the old man surnamed Jiang didn't ask, he answered directly. Yan Wan'er simply picked out the benefits and disadvantages, so as not to think too much about the big boss.
At present, although the Dong family is temporarily in the first place, the Wen and Su families have always had a harmonious relationship, while the Li family has always been neutral.
From the bottom of his heart, it was actually the old man surnamed Jiang who didn't want to see it.
"I've heard about the Sacred Pavilion Base. As for the Li family, I'll say hello. The old man surnamed Jiang was referring to Yan Wan'er and Dong Xinran's competition at the base.
However, a touch of solemnity still flashed in his eyes. Then, in the smiling eyes, the smile deepened a little.
Rao is Yan Wan'er was surprised by the power of various monks, and she still couldn't help but feel nervous at this time. What is this old fox trying to do with her?
Every time she deals with him, Yan Wan'er seems to have taken the top spot every time, but in fact, she has suffered many losses.
Last time, in order to save the Yan family, I had no choice but to take over the Holy Pavilion.
This time, I cooperated with the Li family to keep the spiritual vein. What conditions did she have to agree to? However, she is not easy to get along with!
Yan Wan'er's face is unwavering, leisurely.
"Smack!" After two sounds, the two young men who had picked up Yan Wan'er before walked in. Xiang Yan Wan'er nodded slightly, and then respectfully shouted at the old man surnamed Jiang: "Grandpa, are you looking for me?" ā
Yan Wan'er was taken aback, her gaze wandering among the three people in front of her. Then she was relieved, she should have thought of it from the moment she stepped into this manor.
In the Holy Pavilion, if there were no people from his Jiang family, how could this big boss rest assured.
Therefore, the next words, Yan Wan'er naturally took it: "What Grandpa Jiang means is to let Wan'er see if they can cultivate?" ā
Yan Wan'er doesn't have a big package, everyone in the world cultivates well, who knows that cultivation is difficult!
Do you really think that cultivation is a matter of picking sesame mung beans, and cats and dogs can do it?
In her divine sense, these two young people are really not the lucky ones who have ready-made spiritual roots.
Seeing that the old man surnamed Jiang did not answer, he was obviously not satisfied with his words. He smiled and explained, "Grandpa Jiang, don't misunderstand. Not everyone can cultivate. The same goes for those who are now in the Templars. Only those whose spiritual roots have been activated can cultivate.
Some are fortunate that the spiritual root is inherently active. But most people's spiritual roots are in a latent state. In this case, if you want to cultivate, you have to activate it.
And activating the spiritual root comes at a price. ā