Chapter 280: Fang Zhongping's Difficulty

"Let me introduce you, this is Zhang Weidong, the junior brother of Tiannan Province, and he is a member of the presidium of this martial arts conference. TXT eBook Download**Senior Brother ZhangThese are our martial arts colleagues in Wuyi Mountain, this is Master Zhuang Jingzezhuang of Taoyuan View, this is Master Zhou Hanyu of Wuyi Palace, this is Senior Brother Zhu Siyuan, this is ......" Fang Zhongping first introduced Zhang Weidong to everyone, and then introduced Zhang Weidong to Zhang Weidong one by one the martial arts colleagues in the box.

Everyone originally saw that Zhang Weidong was just a young man, and they still complained a little in their hearts that Fang Zhongping was making a fuss. Let them, the people who are considered to be famous in Wuyi Mountain, rush to the hotel together, and wait so solemnly to welcome a little offspring, especially Zhuang Jingze and Zhou Hanyu, the two masters, who can be regarded as highly respected figures in the Wuyi Mountain area, are also over sixty years old, and usually only others are waiting for them in Wuyi Mountain, how can they rush to the hotel so early to wait for others. Although the decline of martial arts now, the martial arts should be more in the same vein, and there are fellow martial artists who come to Wuyi Mountain as guests, and they should be warmly entertained, but everything is also about individuality, isn't it?

However, when they heard that Zhang Weidong was actually a member of the presidium of this year's martial arts conference, all the resentment in everyone's hearts was gone, and the rest were shocked. Although the martial arts are in decline today, the land of China is vast and there are many people, and the number of martial arts people who are either bright or dark is still extremely large. At the annual martial arts conference, all those who can sit in the presidium position are the real powerhouses in the martial arts, and even some of them are legends who see the beginning and the end of the dragon. Just like Zhang Ziyou, the descendant of Zhang Tianshi, or Liu Guangpeng of Tiannan Province, or Shi Yiqun, the leader of the contemporary Salt Gang, they are either brilliant or even full of legends, or they are the big leaders and tycoons of the rich and rival countries in the martial arts.

Although Zhang Weidong is young, since he can sit on an equal footing with Zhang Ziyou and others, how can he ignore him?

Everyone warmly and politely took the initiative to reach out and shake hands with Zhang Weidong to say hello. After greeting, at Fang Zhongping's insistence, Zhang Weidong sat on the main seat. After Zhang Weidong sat down, everyone sat down one after another.

After everyone was seated, a man who was a little fat walked to Fang Zhongping's side with a smile on his face and asked in a low voice, "Can Uncle Ping serve the food?"

When Zhang Weidong came in just now, this man was there. During the introduction, Fang Zhongping also introduced him a little, saying that he was the owner of this hotel, also surnamed Fang, and was one of his cousins, but he looked about the same age as Fang Zhongping.

Fang Zhongping nodded, and the boss turned around and rushed to the waiter who was wearing a cheongsam and looked very beautiful a few times, and then turned around and found a place to sit below.

The dishes were quickly served, all of which were some local specialties, such as Pengzu yào meal, turquoise phosphorus tuǐ, Wuyi ròu skin jelly, frozen bad lamb ribs, lotus huā tuo red sturgeon, etc., each dish, the boss would personally introduce it to Zhang Weidong. According to the boss Fang, Wuyi Mountain liquor has a history of more than 2,200 years. It can be said that it has a long history and rich cultural heritage.

Most of the martial arts people in the rivers and lakes are good at drinking, and in the past, many martial arts heroes drank in big bowls and ate ròu, which was very heroic and uninhibited. Nowadays, of course, there are very few people who drink in large bowls and eat ròu, but most martial arts people are still very good at wine, and most of them are quite bold when they drink wine, and Fang Zhongping is naturally no exception.

However, everyone saw that Zhang Weidong was very gentle, with fine skin and tender skin, and the title of the presidium member of the martial arts conference was really dazzling, so they didn't dare to pour him wine at first, but just toasted very politely, and stopped at the order. However, soon everyone found out that Zhang Weidong drank liquor like drinking boiled water, and after drinking three or four taels of wine, not only did he not have a little face, but the whole person was also very sober. So slowly, everyone began to let go of their hands and feet, and began to talk and laugh, you and I toasted one by one.

For Zhang Weidong, the liquor is not much better than the drink in the mouth, and it is really not much different from boiled water. The other party said to do it, and he did it, and that bold attitude really made people suspect that he was a big man in the north.

After several glasses in a row, Zhang Weidong did not change his face, and the people at the wine table were a little dumbfounded, and at the same time, his good impression of Zhang Weidong also doubled, and he felt that Zhang Weidong was bold enough and enough to give face, and he didn't put on a show at all.

In China, the atmosphere at the wine table is often drunk with wine. Since Zhang Weidong was the guest of honor tonight, and he drank very boldly, not at all like his appearance, the atmosphere on the wine table was naturally mobilized.

The whole box suddenly became lively, but after all, there was only one guest tonight, and everyone was naturally embarrassed to just toast Zhang Weidong's wine, and Wuyi Mountain martial arts colleagues also toasted each other, otherwise they would deliberately get Zhang Weidong drunk because of the number of people. Just drinking and drinking, Zhu Siyuan and the others turned the gun and took turns to salute Zhang Weidong. Because they found that they drank almost a pound of liquor, Zhang Weidong was fine, but there were several drunken people on their side.

As a member of the presidium of the martial arts conference, Zhang Weidong would not be able to say anything if his martial arts were powerful, or if he had too much money to count like Liu Guangpeng. But if this banquet comes down, Zhang Weidong is fine, but there are several of them lying down, if this news spreads, others will think that their martial arts people in Wuyi Mountain are all rice buckets, and a table of people can't even drink Zhang Weidong alone.

However, Zhang Weidong's amount of alcohol is really not covered, no matter how Zhu Siyuan and others toast, he will not refuse to come, and after a while, those few people who are already a little drunk will drink and lie down. Seeing that Fang Zhongping, Zhuang Jingze, and Zhou Hanyu frowned, and their hearts were even more shocked. Tonight, one of the three of them is the leader of the martial arts of Wuyi Mountain, a local tycoon, and the other two are martial arts people with a relatively detached status. Therefore, the toasts are more subtle, and the wine is less, unlike Zhu Siyuan and others, who are arrogant, and they just want to pour Zhang Weidong down. It's just that now it seems that if the three of them don't show some skills tonight, I'm afraid that the people at their table will really be completely overturned by Zhang Weidong alone.

Of course not!

So in addition to Fang Zhongping, the principal, Zhuang Jingze and Zhou Hanyu, the two masters, regardless of their age, also personally went into battle to toast Zhang Weidong's wine one after another. It can be said that there are more than ten people at a table, except for Fang Zhongping, who is embarrassed to start the wheel station with everyone for the time being, and the rest of the people are now facing Zhang Weidong with the same wine glass.

Now it's not a matter of being polite or not, it's a matter of face!

Zhang Weidong saw that Zhuang Jingze and Zhou Hanyu, who had half-white hair and beards, were blushing and toasting him cup after glass, and couldn't help but cry and laugh at the style of these martial arts people who wanted to save face at the wine table.

Seeing that half of the people at the table had fallen down, and they really wanted to drink it again, it was estimated that Zhuang Jingze and Zhou Hanyu, the two outsiders, were going to lose their normality, and Zhang Weidong was hesitating whether to simply fake getting drunk, when the mén in the box was suddenly pushed away.

The cold man who had just driven a Bentley to pick up Zhang Weidong at the entrance of the hotel hurriedly walked to Fang Zhongping's side, bent down and whispered: "Boss, Miss's illness has suddenly attacked!"

Fang Zhongping's face changed greatly when he heard this, and he asked in a low voice, "Isn't it that the time has not yet come? How could it suddenly have an attack?

"The master said that this is the ghost who is beginning to resist and struggle. The man whispered again.

"Do you think he can be trusted?" Fang Zhongping hesitated and asked in a low voice, after asking, he lowered his head and thought about it, obviously this question was just subconscious, not really asking the man to make a judgment.

"It stands to reason that Miss's illness usually starts when she is a child, and it rarely occurs in advance, so Master Luo's words have a certain credibility. The man whispered.

"If yes, it would be fine. Well, you keep an eye on this matter and let me know as soon as there is news. Fang Zhongping's frowning brows stretched out when he heard this, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Zi whispered, then turned to leave.

Zhang Weidong glanced at the man's departing back with some suspicion, although he didn't deliberately listen to the conversation between Fang Zhongping and the man just now, the conversation between the two still vaguely fell into his ears. It's just that because the conversation between the two is relatively sporadic, he doesn't know what happened to Fang Zhongping's family, but judging from Fang Zhongping's expression and the tone of his speech just now, Zhang Weidong knows that Fang Zhongping has encountered something more tricky.

"Why is there something going on at home?" Zhang Weidong asked with concern. The two are now friends, and when friends are in trouble, Zhang Weidong naturally can't ignore them.

"It's okay, it's okay, Senior Brother Zhang, I respect you. Fang Zhongping barely squeezed out a smile on his face, trying to hide the worry in his heart.

"Senior Brother Fang, if you were my friend, you would tell me the truth, is there something going on at home? Zhang Weidong said with a sincere face.

"It's the little NV who is sick, it doesn't matter, it's not the first time. When Fang Zhongping saw Zhang Weidong say this, it was not easy to hide it.

"Senior Brother Fang, why didn't you tell me about this earlier? If you did, I would have gone to help my nephew first to see his condition. Zhang Weidong couldn't help but blame when he heard this, and at the same time, he was very moved that Fang Zhong Ping could still entertain him warmly in this situation.

Zhang Weidong said this, Fang Zhongping remembered that this martial arts conference had given a bottle of yào water to some martial arts people who were too diligent or accidentally left sequelae because they practiced foreign kung fu when they were young, and the yào water was matched by Zhang Weidong.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhongping's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, and a glimmer of hope ignited, but soon the light in his eyes dimmed again. If he is a good doctor for this disease, with his net worth, he can't hire any doctor, Zhang Weidong is young, even if his medical skills are really better, can he be more powerful than the Qingcheng faction's dust and void dao chief?

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang, I almost forgot that Senior Brother Zhang is a master of Xinglin, but Xiao NV's condition is really special, and I have also visited famous doctors all over the world, all of whom are helpless. Fang Zhongping smiled bitterly, not wanting to trouble Zhang Weidong's implication couldn't be more obvious.

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