Chapter 169: Everyone here is rubbish

In the conference room, many people were afraid.

Especially Wang Songhe, who called Mr. Wang and asked her to take care of his granddaughter quickly, was so frightened that he rolled his eyes, as if he was going to faint in the next moment.

He didn't want to think about it, Wang Hanying was the granddaughter of Old Man Wang, how could her request be rejected by Old Man Wang?

What's more, going to Jinling to work and wanting to live in Jinling for a period of time is not a particularly unreasonable request, how could Old Man Wang refute Wang Hanying's face in front of everyone.

Old man Wang is not young, he is the only old man who has participated in the many wars founded by the Xinhua Kingdom.

Among his descendants, his sons and daughters are not very successful, Wang Songhe is his nephew, after his younger brother left before him, he has always let Wang Songhe take an idle position in the Wang Group.

It can be regarded as helping his younger brother take care of this unsuccessful son.

But no matter what, between his nephew and his own granddaughter, Mr. Wang quickly made a choice.

Wang Hanying was in a very good mood because she had solved the most difficult step, and she always had an expectant smile on the corner of her mouth.

And in Jinling, where she is about to go, Wang Hui's expression is not so good-looking.

Just as he defeated Park Jung-dong and was about to leave the Yuhai Hotel, someone he didn't expect stopped him.

This is an old man over the age of six, with thin fingers, but he looks very powerful.

He was helped to stand in front of Wang Hui and said in a very blunt Chinese Chinese: "Young man, you are very powerful. ”

"Since you defeated Zhengdong, then you are qualified to challenge me."

After hearing this, Wang Hui immediately rolled his eyes.

To be honest, if the system hadn't asked him to wait a little longer, it is estimated that he would have kicked this person away from the Yuhai Hotel just now.

So when the old man opened his mouth and wanted to play chess with Wang Hui, Wang Hui did not reply to him immediately, but asked the system in his mind.

"System, if I play chess with this old man, can it be counted in the mission?"

The system was on standby at any time, and of course immediately replied to Wang Hui: "As long as it is to win glory for the country, it will naturally be counted in the task." ”

After Wang Hui confirmed, a smile was aroused, and his perception of the old man immediately changed dramatically.

"This is a good person, not only sent me to the door to slap my face, but also sent all kinds of exercises."

"Old man, there will be good fortune!"

Wang Hui smiled in his heart and said indifferently: "Yes." ”

Wang Hui said yes, naturally you can play chess with me, not that I can challenge you.

It's just that the old man obviously didn't think that he would lose to Wang Hui, and sat very confidently in the position that Park Zhengdong had just sat in.

"Father...... I ......" Park Zhengdong apologized to the old man in a not-so-standard Dahan Chinese, obviously this old man was the godfather he recognized after taking refuge in the Dahan Netherworld.

Wang Hui once got the language pack, and although there are not many people who speak the Chinese language, he is also among them.

So he immediately understood the relationship between the two, and a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"There is no need to apologize, Zhengdong, you are still young, and there is still a chance to beat him."

"Just train hard when you go back."

The thin old man was not slow to speak, but Wang Hui wanted to laugh more and more when he listened.

Why, you think I'm always waiting for you, don't you?

It's just that Wang Hui didn't say it directly, there are some things that are safer to say after defeating the opponent.

Villains always die from talking too much, and Wang Hui feels that although he can't be called a villain, it's better to talk less.

After guessing the odds and evens, Wang Hui played black, while the thin old man played white.

Wang Hui's black chess pieces soon carved out his own territory on the chessboard, and at the same time ran a big dragon.

This time, Wang Hui did not choose to directly torture the opponent's chess pieces, but gave the opponent hope step by step, making him feel that he was about to win.

But in fact, when it came to the 120th hand, Wang Hui had already established a victory for himself.

It's just that the thin old man didn't notice it, but became happier and happier, feeling that he was about to win.

"Young people, don't be complacent about some achievements in a certain industry."

"There is an old saying in our Great Han Underworld, so that there are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains!"

"I'll give it to you, I hope you can have more exchanges with our Great Han Netherworld in the future."

When the thin old man said these words, he used the language of the Great Cold Netherworld, and not many people present could understand it.

But there will never be a shortage of various gods on the Internet, and in Xia Wan's live broadcast room, someone translated these words as soon as possible and sent them out with a barrage.

For a while, all the barrages in Xia Wan's live broadcast room became a scolding of this thin old man for being shameless.

"Who is this man? It's just a mystery of confidence! ”

"It seems to be a well-known chess player over there in the Great Cold Netherworld, right? When he was young, he should have come to our Huaguo to play a circle, but at that time, he should have lost to a big player in our Huaguo. ”

"That great player must have just died last month."

"So he brought a traitor to our country?! What about this kind of person's face?! ”

"Although it can't be generalized, most of the people in their Great Cold Netherworld are like that."

"Small country and widow."

"Diao Min."

Although Wang Hui wanted to see these barrages, his attention was on the words of the thin old man at the moment.

Originally, Wang Hui still planned to save some face for him, but since he even had to steal the colloquialisms of Huaguo, it was no wonder that Wang Hui was no wonder.

Wang Hui silently placed a chess piece in the position where it would only be played after ten moves, which made the thin old man a little blind.

Because he didn't count Wang Hui's step.

The thin old man followed his own arrangement and dropped his chess pieces in the established position.

Wang Hui ignored it and gave another son, this was Wang Hui's last blow to the thin old man!

The thin old man just wanted to fall, but found that no matter where he fell, he seemed to have become a turtle in Wang Hui's urn.

For a moment, many drops of sweat suddenly appeared on his wrinkled old face.

Park Zhengdong, who was watching @-m the fastest release of @ Zhan, also noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly wiped the sweat of the thin old man, and said at the same time: "Father, come on." ”

The thin old man looked at the several positions he had prepared with a confused expression, but the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and even reached the point of chilling.

No matter where it is, Wang Hui has prepared all kinds of feasts waiting for him!

Finally, Wang Hui saw that the thin old man had discovered the clue, and smiled and put the chess pieces in his hand back into the chess box.

"Old man, the old saying in Huaguo should be called "There is a sky outside the sky."

"From the fourth part of "Dunhuang Qu He Manzi Four Songs": 'Jinhe has a thousand ways to go, and there is more heaven to the edge of the sky.'" ”

Wang Hui's every word was like a sharp knife, straight into the heart of the thin old man, because he really couldn't see a way to solve this game of chess no matter how he looked at it.

The big dragon of white chess is dead!

Wang Hui saw that the sweat on the thin old man's face was getting more and more, and his smile became more and more obvious, and he gave the thin old man the last blow.

He looked at the thin old man coldly, and said in the language of the Great Cold Netherworld.

"I'm not targeting anyone, I just want to say that everyone here is rubbish."

"Especially you and your godson, don't recyclable."