Chapter 179: How Hob Meat Was Born

It's hard to say what the future holds. After all, it was too far away. But what is in front of you is up to you. As the saying goes, if people don't offend me, I don't offend people. If anyone offends me, give three points. People are offending me, cutting down the grass and eradicating the roots. It can be said that this is Ning Feng's motto now. So when a triumphant guy stood in front of Ning Feng, lured Ning Feng with a salary of more than 3,000 yuan a month, and asked Ning Feng to follow him back. Ning Feng naturally wouldn't give him a good look.

"Have you thought about it? Anyway, 3,000 a month is a very high income for a student like you now. You know, many families may not be able to earn 3,000 yuan a month. More than 1,000 yuan is enough for a family's living expenses for a month. Not to mention that after joining us, not only do you have money, but you can also have the ability to learn. That's a good deal. After all, you're still young. So it is estimated that after a few years, it will not be your dream to earn 10,000 yuan a month. How about it, join us!"

The person in front of Ning Feng kept luring Ning Feng with a salary of three thousand yuan a month, in his opinion, three thousand a month was already very high. After all, Ning Feng was still just a student. And I'm only more than 10,000 yuan a month now.

This person is none other than Secretary Li of Zhang Jingyue, the president of the Guoshu Association. After looking for Ning Feng for a long time, he finally knew Ning Feng's identity through a dead fat man surnamed Han. Then he found Ning Feng along the vine. No, as soon as Ning Feng arrived at the school gate, he was blocked by this Secretary Li.

"That's it. Don't stop talking. What do you think at such a young age? What kind of attitude is it when you don't speak?"

Secretary Li saw Ning Feng looking up at the sky and didn't say a word, so he said helplessly: "Classmate Ning, I know you're angry now." I'm angry that I won't let you into school now. But you have to give me a letter of approval. Do you know that I've been guarding the school gate for three days, and you haven't been to school for three days. That's skipping school. Really, when I call you, you don't answer. What the hell do you think? If you think 3,000 yuan is very little, then 3,000 a month is fine!"

Hearing Secretary Li say this, Ning Feng continued to roll his eyes and look at the sky, still not saying a word. There's no way, I can't do it with this guy at the school gate. But if you don't do it, it will have a very bad impact on yourself. And this guy was introduced by Han Fatzi. He found himself through Han Fatzi. Even if you don't give this Secretary Li a face, you have to give Han Fatzi a face. knew that Han Fat wanted to open up his situation through this Secretary Li. So it's not good for me to turn my face with this Secretary Li now. After all, where is Han Fatzi's business, and his own Yicheng.

But this Secretary Li is completely in the category of shamelessness. As soon as he said that he had no interest in joining the national art world, this guy tempted himself with a salary of 3,000 yuan a month. And looking at this posture, if you don't go with me, I'll follow you with a dead face. I don't want you to go to school yet.

"Three thousand five is already a lot. It really can't be more. After all, you're still a student, aren't you? Besides, you joined our national art world to learn skills there. When learning skills, you can still get a salary of three thousand five. What a good thing. Can you give me a good talk?"

Secretary Li grabbed his hair and continued to Ning Feng, who was looking up at the sky: "That's it, four thousand is all right! It really can't be more. People should learn to be content, don't you know that you can give me a good word now. If it is to be done, let's go to the national art world to register now, and you will be a member of our national art world in the future. It's our people from the North. If not, I won't stop you. How?"

Hearing Secretary Li say this, Ning Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It doesn't work out. I don't join your realm. That's it. You can go back!"

With that, he continued to walk towards the school.

"My own brother, can you stop making trouble? What do you want?"

Secretary Li heard that Ning Feng rejected him very happily, and then he was about to walk towards the school gate. He grabbed Ning Feng's sleeve and said with a bitter face: "Then can you give a number? Can we stop making trouble? Four thousand is already a lot!"

Seeing Secretary Li play a scoundrel again, Ning Feng patted his head, where is this secretary to the chairman of the special national art world, he is completely a scoundrel, okay? Didn't you say okay, if it doesn't work, you will go directly? You are leaving, what do you mean by pulling my sleeve?

"I don't really care about a few thousand dollars, it's really nothing to me. Can you let go of my hand first? Let me go to school? I'm almost late, okay?"

Ning Feng looked at Secretary Li, who was pulling his sleeve and almost sitting on the ground, and then said helplessly.

"No, I won't let go. If you don't give an accurate number, I won't let go. Otherwise, if I go back, Boss Zhang will not be able to train me to death. I'd rather lose face here than be reprimanded by Boss Zhang. ”

Secretary Li looked like a righteous and resolute face, but why was this so shameless? This gave Ning Feng a headache. When did such a hob meat appear in the national art world?

Just when Ning Feng couldn't bear it anymore and was about to take out 10,000 yuan and smash it on Secretary Li's face, he suddenly heard the sound of slapping behind him. Ning Feng and the hob Li turned their heads, and saw a young man in his twenties clapping there.

"Well, that's a good point. He is worthy of being the successor of our Chen-style Taijiquan. With a little bit of wealth, how can it enter the eyes of our Chen-style Taijiquan descendants?"

The person who spoke was none other than Chen Qing, who had been sent by Chen-style Taijiquan to look for Ning Feng.