Magic City Fuzhou Road, Lao Zhengxing Restaurant.

"Ah Cheng, you look at this restaurant and look at the burial, how many years have people been open, this year, if you want to eat some serious local dishes, you have to be here." Dou Le greeted Li Chengzhen, and the two walked towards the second floor when they entered the door.

This old Zhengxing was founded in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the old revitalization was founded in the Tongzhi period of the Qing Dynasty.

However, it is also understandable that in recent years, the quality of everything has been declining, saying that people are impetuous, and they have to speak from the treatment, and the master who has worked hard to study the dishes can't make money, and the boss of the lobby eats fat heads and big ears, except for marketing, he can't do anything well, so can he laugh at people's impetuousness?

The two of them came all the way to the private room inside, and there were already several people sitting in it, in addition to the single secretary, there were three people, who were not too old in terms of age, and the oldest should be only in his early thirties.

Li Chengzhen looked carefully, all of these people are not simple, as long as they have a little eyesight, they can see it, after all, aliens are different from ordinary people after all, and those are reflected in all aspects of their walking, sitting and lying down.

Like the oldest man in his early thirties, his hair was light purple, and it was very long, reaching to his waist, and his kung fu should be hand kung fu, and it should be a sword or something like that, and he had at least twenty years of kung fu in his hands, which was a child's skill, which could be seen from the thick calluses on the tiger's mouth on his two hands.

The blue-haired squint sitting next to him is also the kung fu of his hands, his hands are surprisingly large, like two pu fans, but the hands are very clean, there are no scars, cocoons and other things, which can rule out horizontal kung fu such as iron sand palms or iron hand skills, and the biggest possibility is the means of internal qi growth.

The last man attracted most of Lee Seung-jin's attention, the man looked the youngest, even younger than Lee Seung-jin, but his eyes looked clear and dim, which was a very strange adjective, because they were themselves contradictory, like a multicolored black.

But he appeared on this person's body, making his whole eyes look like they had no highlights.

And most importantly, he is a monk, with spots left over from the ordination on his head, and a string of Buddhist beads on his hand.

In other words, seeing that this little monk is not very old, if he really wants to make a move, he should be the most difficult person in the audience.

Before he could think about it again, Dou Le had already led him to sit down in the innermost part and began to greet everyone present.

"It's all here," Dou Le smiled and put a hand on Li Chengzhen's shoulder, "Let me introduce to you, this is the grandson of Li Ye in Liyuan in Sijiu City, and he is my eldest nephew, he is relatively low-key, and I have to ask everyone to take care of him in the future, come, Ah Cheng, say hello, everyone here is the backbone of my East China Region, and if you don't have anything in the future, you will have to ask for someone's head." ”

Li Chengzhen nodded, stood up in an orderly manner, and clasped his hands into fists: "Li Chengzhen of Liyuan, I have seen you." ”

The leader's nephew! Naturally, no one dared to slack off, and everyone also stood up to salute.

"The Peach Blossom Sect is Kongming, I've seen Little Brother Li," the squinting-eyed fan hand was the first to speak.

The remaining twice did not dare to lag behind.

"Penglai Sword Sect Jin Yi, I have seen Little Brother Li."

"Lingyin Temple has eight sufferings, and I have seen Master Li Shi."

After seeing the ceremony, the people sat down again, and Dou Le took over the conversation.

"Inform the kitchen, it's time to serve the food when everyone is ready," Dou Le commanded Lao Shan and turned around, "Ah Cheng, I just came here, and I don't know the place well, so I'll reintroduce you to you." ”

Dou Le looked at Sikong Ming, who was the first to speak: "This is our local Shanghai Peach Blossom School disciple, practicing a finger magic power, don't listen to this name is inconspicuous, that is a good method, more than ten years ago the Peach Blossom Sect head Huang Wanju played on the Huangpu River, that is really worthy of it, the sound is like a thunderbolt, the gold and stone are broken, but unfortunately it was later liquidated by the thieves, Xiao Ming is also a good seedling, he has been in the company for a few years, and has made great contributions to the company." ”

"Uncle Dou, you lift," Sikong Ming smiled bitterly twice and shook his head, "Back then, my senior brother of the Peach Blossom Sect secretly practiced evil arts, and the sneak attack killed the master, causing our Peach Blossom Sect to fall apart, and all the senior brothers ran away. ”

"Xiao Ming, you kid is too modest, the company is not a dictatorship, people can see what you have done, you are Uncle Dou praising you to make you happy?" Dou Le smiled and looked at Jin Yi again, "Ah Cheng, look at this one again, the genius of the Shandong Penglai Sword School, making a phantom blade, sharpening iron like clay, fast as thunder, it has been almost ten years since he entered the company, he has been in charge of our overseas business over the years, and has shared a lot of worries for me, the policy has become more and more liberalized in the past two years, and the company is also trying to promote overseas business. ”

"Uncle Dou, my face is blushing when you praise me," Jin Yi pursed his lips, "My achievements are outstanding, this is also brought out by you, Uncle Dou, don't you know if I have two pounds, I can get to this point today, it all depends on Uncle Dou's support." ”

"What you said is serious, the company just gave you a platform to really make achievements, and you personally ran out little by little," Dou Le waved his hand and looked at the last Eight Bitters, "Ah Cheng, you see that there are so many people sitting here today, and all of us together are not as famous as this Little Master of Eight Bitters." ”

"Oh?" Li Chengzhen seemed to be interested, and looked at Dou Le, "The kid is lonely and unheard." ”

"You don't care about the affairs of the circle, naturally you don't know," Dou Le shook his head and laughed, "The Eight Bitter Little Master is an abbot of Lingyin Temple, a closed disciple of Master Juelong, known as a peerless genius of Lingyin Temple once in a hundred years, and he has only been in the company for half a year, and he is already famous in East China. ”

Master Juelong?! Li Chengzhen has really heard of this name, he usually doesn't often inquire about things in the circle, and his impression of the Inhuman World stays more in his memory, but Master Juelong is different.

The abbot of Lingyin Temple, it is said that he is more than one hundred and twenty years old, and he has practiced kung fu with one hand, and even one of the ten masters, the master of Jiekong, is also his disciple.

Hey, isn't this Eight Bitter Master a member of the Heavenly Master's generation? This generation is very big.