Under one person: I am the dandy of the Wang family

At this time, Wang didn't know what happened, and was still thinking about how he could borrow the power of Nadutong Company!

In the early morning of the next day, Mr. Wang Ai and Wang Bing were sitting at the dining table. Four dishes and one soup were served on the small table.

Wang Bing was eating, thinking about going to the final scene to watch Zhang Chulan PK Zhang Lingyu's guessing battle.

But old man Wang Ai picked up a plate of brightly colored bamboo shoots in front of Wang Bing, put them into his mouth leisurely, and said:
"My dear grandson, I've already made arrangements. After Luo Tian's wedding ceremony is over, you can go to work in the company wherever you go."

"Yeah. Grandpa, I see. What??"

The king who was originally perfunctory and heard that he was going to work everywhere, and suddenly stunned.

Mr. Wang Ai picked up the rice soup, blew it lightly, took a big mouthful, and continued:

"Didn't you say that you want to look for rootless students? I think you can go to any company to work as a temporary worker assistant, and you will find some clues in a short time.

What's more, Nadutong Company has been secretly looking for the truth about Baqiji and those things back then. As long as you follow them, you will find clues no matter what. "

Wang Bing thought about those troublesome guys in Nadutong Company, and after absent-mindedly eating a few mouthfuls of food, he asked seemingly indifferently:

"Then I won't be with Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao!"

After hearing Wang Bing's words, Mr. Wang Ai smiled, then put down the bowl in his hand, wiped his mouth, and said:
"Don't worry about this, I've already made arrangements. You go to the southwest region and find a temporary worker, Wang Zhenqiu. The person in charge of the southwest region, Hao Yi, has a good relationship with me. I don't worry if you follow him."

Wang Bing swallowed, Wang Zhenqiu seemed to be that very good-looking boy, he was definitely a demon king.

"Furthermore, Wang Zhenqiu has dabbled in all kinds of kung fu. With him, all kinds of abnormalities in your body will not be easy to be discovered."

Hearing that the old man has arranged everything properly, Wang Bing no longer refuted anything. Anyway, being able to join Nadutong Company will also help him increase his knowledge and complete the task.

After breakfast, Wang Bing went out of the room, and just a few steps away, he heard a deafening sound from the yard next to him.

"Down with Bilian!!!"

"Little Martial Uncle will win!"

"Master Lingyu will win!"

"Protect me, Dragon Tiger Mountain!!"

Wang Bing walked to the door and looked at the mighty Longhushan disciples cheering Zhang Lingyu up, he shook his head and said:

"These days, Taoist priests are really full of energy!"

Then Wang Bing rushed to the viewing area of ​​the battle field, and saw Feng Xingtong standing on the viewing platform at a glance, and Wang Bing walked over directly.

He patted Feng Xingtong's arm, and seeing that Feng Xingtong was in good condition, Wang Bing was relieved. After all, in the comics, Wang Bing lost Grandpa Zi Zhong who had been with Feng Xingtong for more than ten years. But not less abused by readers.

Although the current Wang Bing is no longer that Wang Bing, he is still full of desire to survive. Although he is a playboy, does that not prevent this young master from making good friends?

After patting Feng Xingtong's arm, Wang Bing asked:
"Are you feeling better, Feng Xingtong?"

"Brother Wang, I'm much better now, thank you for your mercy. I've already heard from my dad about the specifics, right?" Feng Xingtong frowned and prepared to bow his head to Wang and apologize.

But Wang directly put his arms around Feng Xingtong's neck, rubbed his white hair, and said indifferently:
"You didn't do anything wrong, let the previous generation solve the problems of the previous generation, it's none of our business!

We are all the second generation, as long as we are happy, don’t worry about other things, if you need help with anything, just call me! "

Wang Bing then patted Feng Xingtong's arm, turned and left, and walked towards the position of his old man in the first row.

Feng Xingtong looked up at Wang Bing's back suspiciously, but Feng Zhenghao on the side raised his eyes, looked at Wang Bing's back and said:
"Xingtong, you can get closer to the king in the future, and you can resolve the embarrassment with a light hand. It seems that this king is not a simple person."

As soon as Wang Chan walked beside his old man Wang Yan, he heard the Taoist referee on the Longhu Mountain stood up and shouted:

"Welcome everyone to the final of Luo Tian Dajiao! Zhang Lingyu vs. Zhang Chulan!"

"I~~ it's started, it's the final battle!"

"I don't believe that Zhang Lingyu can't beat this shameless Bilian Zhang Chulan!"

"It's started, it's started, don't talk!"

In the anticipation of tens of thousands of spectators, the final match between Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu began.

Watching the two people on the field activate the Golden Light Curse at the same time and start fighting, old man Wang Ai turned to ask Wang Bing:
"My good grandson, who do you think will win this game?"

Wang Bing looked at Zhang Chulan who was being pressed and beaten by Zhang Lingyu in the field, and the scene I had read in the comics appeared in his mind, and he said directly:

"Zhang Chulan will win!"

"Oh?" Grandpa Wang Ai looked at his grandson in surprise, then smiled and began to watch the game.

But Wang Bing thought secretly: "There is no way! I know everything."

Wang Bing, who was just a little proud in his heart, suddenly frowned:

"Oh! Oh! Why didn't I bet heavily on Zhang Chulan with my pig brain!! This young master has lost a lot of money, how much money I have lost!"

Thinking of this, Wang Bing suddenly had a headache, heartache and liver pain, how could he forget this!

Wang Ai at the side looked at Wang Bing and frowned, with a remorseful look on her face, and hurriedly asked with concern:

"My dear grandson, why aren't you feeling well?"

"It's okay, grandpa, I just thought of how much money I could win if Zhang Chulan wins!! You're young!"

Wang Ai was suddenly amused by Wang Bing's nonsense, then shook her head and continued to watch the game.

Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu fought less than [-] moves, and Zhang Lingyu directly broke the golden light of the body.

Afterwards, both of them started to fight against Leifa, Yin Wulei and Yang Wulei were competing with each other, Wang Bing looked at this scene and immediately asked Mr. Wang Ai in a low voice:
"Grandpa, what if you said I want to learn Lei Fa?"

Mr. Wang Ai shook his head and said:
"Good grandson, it's not that grandpa doesn't want you to learn.

Although there is a saying that more skills do not overwhelm one's body, but the two skills of Lei Fa and Golden Light Curse are too dependent on talent.

The good grandsons, Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu are all geniuses who meet once in 50 years in the Tianshi Mansion of Zhengyi School in Longhushan.

Instead of being distracted from learning, it's better to focus on the ancestral exercises of our Wang family, understand? "

Seeing the kind face of old man Wang Ai, Wang Bing nodded obediently, but then thought to himself:

"There is no skill learning map now, or else you can learn from Yang Wulei for fun."

As soon as Wang Bingang finished speaking in his heart, he heard the system say:

"Task: Convince Wang Ai. Reward: Master Skill Learning Graph."

Wang Bing: "?!!"