Chapter 245: The Middleman

What righteous words, how noble, what a high manner.

That's human nature!

The pinnacle brings hypocritical supporters, and the twilight witnesses devout believers!

"Miss Lu, my aunt and grandmother, I can be regarded as calling you...... I'm Director Zuo here in Wuzhou, western Guangdong, eh, it's okay, it's okay, you're a big person, it's normal to not remember the small one! That's the case, I really couldn't pull away that day, I was a little damned, I couldn't go to the Hualong Pavilion Conference, I couldn't sleep and eat at night during this small time, I always wanted to find an opportunity to reflect on it, and I hope Miss Lu, you can say a good word to the pavilion master, thank you! I will definitely visit you when I go back, and the meeting gifts are all ready, and they are all high-end goods that are hard to see on the market...... Okay, okay, Lord Pavilion, mighty! Miss Lu, you must help the little one say good things. ”

Voices like this, through the phone, one after another, came from the south and north of the summer, and most of them were called to Lu Yanan's side.

Bai Che received at most two or three here, all of whom were the best of the best, and the top wall grass characters with superb speech skills.

Naturally, Bai Che didn't reveal any inner thoughts, but he didn't say anything heavy.

He knew that all this was an illusion, among these people, there would naturally be those who sincerely repented and surrendered, but it had nothing to do with the overall situation, only by thoroughly cleaning up the hard stones of the Senate and Huawu Pavilion would everything be clear and clear, and a brand-new Hualong Pavilion would be restored.

Other than that, it's all in vain!

Soon, the "middleman" appeared.

The candidates carefully selected for the senators' side are, in a sense, also in line with the easing of Old Ye's attitude.

Whether it is hypocrisy, or the fear of Bai Che's current strength, or because of the reason why there is a mysterious old demon behind Bai Che, the appearance of the intermediary has accelerated the negotiation process.

Zhonghai, on the banks of the Huangpu River.

An old man's breath was restrained, his face was solemn, and he stopped on the riverside, leaning on the railing and looking at the river.

The river is stiff, the wind is a little strong, and the eyes are squinting.

The old man didn't expect that Bai Che would choose to meet him here, the intermediary, and after thinking about it, he was relieved.

It's a bit of a comeback, and you get up from where you fall.

"Old Chen."

The cold young man walked freely, smiled slightly, and felt a little turbulent in his heart.

Boy!

The senators will be a group of veterans, and the vision of selecting people is still good.

This old Chen Yingfan has always been one of the most senior people in Hualong Pavilion.

The state of mind is like an idle cloud and a wild crane, cultivating a heart, chasing fame and fortune and many things, all refuse.

And when Bai Che was still studying and cultivating in Qingteng Gate, Chen Lao would occasionally follow Shizun Qingteng to appear in Qingteng Gate, and he was one of the few friends of Shizun Qingteng in his impression.

"Pavilion master, Chen should not have waded into this muddy water, and after hesitating again and again, this is ......"

Chen Yingfan Chen Lao sighed slightly, and was not in a hurry to open the conversation.

From his own point of view, even if he doesn't sell the face of the senators, this old man thinks about it and feels that he can't avoid this hurdle after all.

After all, he himself is the top powerhouse of Hualong Pavilion, which ranks second on the Huashen List, below the old man Ye, above ten thousand people, no matter what, he can't get around the Huashen List itself.

And because he was good friends with Qingteng Zhenren in the early years, and he was the old seniority among the old seniors in Hualong Pavilion, on the one hand, this matter was a major matter of internal division in Hualong Pavilion, and on the other hand, he himself was deeply entangled with Qingteng Sect and the Senate, and his personal will could not override this major event.

Cultivating together, just like cultivating one's own heart, was born in Hualong Pavilion, transformed into the Huashen List, Yu Qing was reasonable, and this meeting with Bai Che was unavoidable by Chen Lao.

It's just that......

One old and one young, seems to have fallen into a tacit silence.

They all looked at the river.

The wind was stronger, and the smoke gradually dissipated, but what could not be dispersed was the haze in each other's hearts.

"Pavilion Master......"

"Old Chen, just call me Bai Che in private, you are a senior."

Chen Yingfan's eyes lit up slightly, and he was a little skeptical of the information he had gotten.

No matter how you look at it, this son doesn't look like the murderous pavilion master described in the intelligence......

"Good! Bai Che, Chen is not talented, just as a senior, I want to persuade you, I don't know if you are happy to listen. ”

"Old Chen, please speak."