The time of the competition for land is determined, and the major bosses are gearing up and getting ready, just waiting for the day of the competition to win the championship in one fell swoop and win the victory.

However, Lai Dongsheng couldn't be happy. Because Shi Tong refused to help Lai Dongsheng compete in martial arts, no matter what conditions Lai Dongsheng said, Shi Tong refused, which made Lai Dongsheng sad.

You must know that at the beginning, Lai Dongsheng was full of confidence, because he believed that as long as his conditions were more generous, Shi Tong would definitely agree, and as long as Shi Tong came out, Lai Dongsheng believed that the victory must be his own.

Lai Dongsheng couldn't understand why Shi Tong refused, could it be that his conditions were not generous enough? But Shi Tong's answer to him was two words: "No!" ”

Since it's not a question of remuneration, that's a question of what. But Ren Lai Dongsheng asked Shi Tong why he didn't go, and Shi Tong just didn't say it.

In fact, Shi Tong wanted to go very much in his heart, because Lai Dongsheng's reward was too rich, so rich that he Shi Tong couldn't refuse. Ten million! This is not a small amount of money, and some people have worked hard for several lifetimes to earn this money.

But Shi Tong also has his own sufferings, he is afraid that as soon as he goes to the competition, he will expose his identity, and he will suffer when the time comes. Don't look at those righteous sects, they also pursue a policy of cutting grass and eradicating roots.

No matter how much money you have, you have to spend it. Therefore, Shi Tong could only refuse to cut his love.

Now, the most painful thing is Lai Dongsheng, the boiled duck is flying like this, of course, this is just Lai Dongsheng's wishful thinking.

Looking at Lai Dongsheng with a sad face, his son Lai Hesheng couldn't help asking, "Dad, what's wrong with you, is something wrong with the company?" ”

Lai Dongsheng looked at his son and felt that his son was so old, and many things should be known to him, and the burden of the group in the future would have to be picked up by him. So, Lai Dongsheng told his son about it.

After Lai Hesheng listened, he smiled disapprovingly: "Dad, what do I think you are worried about?" It turned out to be worried about this. Dad, I'm sure I'll tell you the news, and you'll be smiling. ”

"Oh, what news." Lai Dongsheng was whetted by his son, and he wanted to know what news could make him happy.

Lai Hesheng said: "Dad, wasn't I taught a lesson by that Zhou Xing last time? Who knew that it was such a coincidence, this Zhou Xing also offended Cousin Siming, Dad, what kind of character do you think, what kind of character Cousin Siming is, of course he will not let go of that Zhou Xing. He had already told me, saying that he had called his dad and asked him to send someone over to teach Zhou Xing a lesson, and by the way, to avenge me. Dad, the person sent by Cousin Siming's family must be the master of the masters, and when the time comes, you will ask Cousin Siming to lend you that master to compete in martial arts, then you must not beat all the so-called martial arts masters, and the land in the eastern suburbs will naturally be our Lai family. ”

What a surprise!

After listening to his son's words, Lai Dongsheng turned his sorrow into joy and laughed, because Lai Dongsheng's father and son both firmly believed in an ancient saying, that is: Learn to become a literary and martial artist, and the goods are with the emperor's family. In their opinion, the master is not in the people, but in the temple.

Indeed, everyone has a utilitarian mind, and few people can see through fame and fortune. Instead of hiding from the rivers and lakes, it is better to use the Zhengfu, not only to gain fame and fortune, but also to seal the wife and son. However, there are exceptions to everything, and there are also some hidden masters who see through fame and fortune and devote themselves to studying martial arts. Of course, such people are very rare.

There are few people in this world who can resist the temptation of money and power!

"Hesheng, when is that master coming? If it's too late, it won't help. Lai Dongsheng asked.

"Dad, you can put a hundred hearts! The plane that the master was flying on would hit the provincial capital at eight o'clock in the evening. ”

"I'm relieved." Lai Dongsheng let out a long breath, now that his biggest difficulty has been solved, the sadness on his face is naturally gone, and he feels that he is much younger and lighter.

At eight o'clock in the evening, at Huanghua International Airport, the provincial capital, Lai Dongsheng, father and son, and Song Siming were standing at the exit of the station, waiting for the master in their mouths.

A large wave of people appeared in the sight of the three of them, and Lai Dongsheng's father and son looked carefully at the exit while looking at the photo in their hands. Suddenly, a man in a black suit, black sunglasses, and his hands in his pockets appeared in the sight of the three of them.

Seeing this man, the three of them lit up. That's right, this is the master sent by the capital!

"Instructor Wen, I finally waited for you, and you are welcome to Csha City." Seeing Wen Tao walk out, Song Siming immediately stepped forward to say hello.

Wen Tao is the apprentice of Situ Gao, the elder of the Song family, and with his ability and the relationship between the Song family, he served as an instructor of special forces in the First Military Region, so he is generally called Instructor Wen.

Wen Tao was originally a more conceited person, especially after becoming an instructor in the army, this conceit was even more serious, because he was an instructor, and none of the students under him were his opponents, and even the other instructors were defeated in his hands, and the arrogance and conceit naturally rose.

At the same time, Wen Tao is also a person who loves power, when he saw the scene where the head of the army gave an order, and all the officers and soldiers of the military region had to carry it out, Wen Tao's heart suddenly surged, thinking about how good he should be to be the person who gave the order.

Wen Tao has always looked down on Song Siming, a playboy, and if it weren't for his master's order this time, he wouldn't have come to the provincial capital to help this playboy.

Although Wen Tao is conceited, he can be regarded as half of the officialdom, and he knows that the playboy in front of him will be at the helm of the Song family in the future. If he offends him now, then once he waits for this playboy to take the helm, he will casually give himself a little trumped-up charge with the power of his Song family, then his efforts over the years will be in vain.

"Song Gongzi, hello." Wen Tao is only half of the officialdom, and his ability to act on the spot has not yet reached home. Although he tried his best to show enthusiasm, the stiff smile betrayed him deeply.

Song Siming and Lai Dongsheng's father and son both saw all this, but they were both masters of acting on the spot, although they were unhappy in their hearts, they were still smiling on the surface, and they couldn't see any discomfort.

"Instructor Wen, let me introduce to you, this is a friend of Uncle Lai, Chairman Lai of Senyang Group; This is Uncle Lai's son, Lai Hesheng. After getting on the extended version of the Mercedes-Benz, Song Siming introduced Wen Tao.

"Hello, Instructor Wen." Lai Dongsheng first stretched out his hand to shake hands with Wen Tao.

"Hello!" Wen Tao said tepidly, a smile barely squeezed out of his face.

Regarding Wen Tao's performance, Lai Dongsheng was not angry. People who have the ability often have a bad personality, just like Shi Tong. In addition, Lai Dongsheng also relied on Wen Tao to win the championship on the day of the competition and win the land in the eastern suburbs for himself.

"Hello, Instructor Wen, you can call me Xiaolai in the future." Lai Hesheng smiled and stretched out his right hand.

Wen Tao glanced at Lai Hesheng and found that he was also a playboy like Song Siming, and he didn't want to reach out to shake hands with this playboy. But then I thought about it, the relationship between this playboy and Song Siming looks very good, if you offend him, it will be equivalent to indirectly offending Song Siming, it's not worth it!

"Hello!" This time, Wen Tao didn't even bother to show a smile.