The first top lady

Shenhai Wanhui International.

Qiao Lingrui stood beside the golden beast fountain in the square, looking forward to it, his joy beyond words.

Suddenly, a phone call came in. He thought it was his master calling, saying he was waiting for Ji Zezhou.

When he saw the three big words "Hu Yukuo" on the screen, he was obviously disappointed.

Don't be such a killjoy, bro.

"Hey……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he heard Hu Yukuo say anxiously: "Save me, brother! I'm going to be taken to the military district. Come on, come and save me!"

Qiao Lingrui was unmoved, "I have something to do."

"No, what could be more important than me right now?" Hu Yukuo emphasized, "I said I was going to be taken to the military district for closed training. That's the Eastern Military District, hell-level training."

"Oh." Qiao Lingrui said indifferently.

"What are you saying? Come here, I insist..." It didn't last long, "Hey, Dad, stop it... You can't force me, I don't want to go..."

Hu Mingzheng let go of his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't go."

Hu Yukuo was adjusting his collar and was about to get up from the ground when he heard this, surprised and delighted, "Really?"

You see, the banner he brought back was very effective, and Hu Mingzheng's attitude towards him became better.

"I will contact Shenhai International School now and you should return to school immediately to attend classes." Hu Mingzheng was flipping through the address book.

"Don't!" Hu Yukuo's face turned pale with fear. "No contact! I won't go back to that crappy school."

He lowered his head and muttered quietly: "It would be better to go to the military area than to go back to school."

Hu Mingzheng's face instantly turned cold, and he turned around and said, "Then follow me!"

You've been skipping school for so long and you still haven't repented, so you might as well go to the military area and get some good training.

Hu Yukuo got into the car with a sad face. Seeing that he was unhappy, Song Yixuan asked, "What's wrong?"

no respond.

"Afraid of training?"

Hu Yukuo was secretly sulking and said indignantly, "I am a man, would I be afraid of a little training?"

Song Yixuan raised his eyebrows, seeing through his hypocritical look.

Hu Yukuo turned his head and looked out the window, his chest heaving rapidly, breathing heavily, feeling unwilling.

There are also grievances.

Why does Hu Mingzheng only believe what he thinks and never believe what he says?

……

A black car drove towards the fountain in Wanhui International Plaza and stopped in front of Qiao Lingrui.

Qiao Lingrui took a glance and continued to look ahead.

"Wow! It has to be Wanhui International." Han Qichen got out of the passenger seat and exclaimed at the grand building in front of him.

He has been a shareholder of Dengxiange for several years and has visited Shenhai many times, but he has never been to Wanhui International.

Once, on a whim, he wanted to ask Duan Zhaolin, a member of Wanhui International, to take him there to play, but Duan Zhaolin immediately went on a business trip.

"Then give me your membership card."

Duan Zhaolin didn't give it either.

Obviously avoiding him.

"Master!" Qiao Lingrui was startled to find Ji Zezhou in the car in front of him, "I thought you would drive a sports car."

The parking lot of Wanhui International is full of luxury cars, including various limited editions, customized models, and discontinued cars that you won’t see on the road, but can be found everywhere here.

Ji Zezhou has a dazzling limited edition sports car, but today he drove an extremely low-key car here.

But although it is low-key, the price is not cheap.

Qiao Lingrui brought Ji Zezhou and Han Qichen into the Wanhui International Building and ran into He Yunchu.

"President He." Qiao Lingrui greeted.

He Yunchu smiled and said, "You two gentlemen are strangers, so you must be new friends. Welcome to Wanhui. If you need anything, you can contact me at any time."

Qiao Lingrui couldn't wait to introduce: "This is President He of Wanhui International."

"I didn't expect the president of Wanhui International to be so young and so beautiful." Han Qicheng looked at her steadily, his eyes sharp, "I wonder if President He is single..."

Snapped!

Before he could finish his words, Ji Zezhou slapped him hard on the shoulder.

Ji Zezhou said, "I'm sorry, he's not smart."

Han Qicheng just rubbed his shoulder in pain, pulled Qiao Lingrui and walked inside, "We won't wait for him."

He didn't even hear Ji Zezhou calling him mentally ill.

"Hey, this is my master..." Qiao Lingrui had been pulled away, and turned back to He Yunchu and shouted, "President He, come to my box later, I will introduce him to you."

Ji Zezhou stood in front of He Yunchu, not as lively as usual, and looked at He Yunchu quietly.

Why does it feel familiar?

It was as if they had known each other for a long time.

He Yunchu spoke first and reminded, "Box 1203."

This is the e-sports room that Qiao Lingrui has reserved for the year.

"Okay." Ji Zezhou came back to his senses and looked at He Yunchu's receding back, feeling more familiar with him.

"Master?" He muttered to himself, frowning slightly, unsure.

1203 e-sports room.

Han Qichen wore VR glasses and rolled on the glass floor of the experience area. On the screen wall was a scene of flying through artillery fire.

"Hey, you can't hit me! You can't hit me..."

"I hide! I hide again!"

"Hey - come and catch me!"

Ji Zezhou and Qiao Lingrui were playing in a duo and ignored Han Qichen who was having a seizure.

"I'll make it clear," Ji Zezhou suddenly said, his hands quickly switching equipment, "I agreed to take you as my apprentice because I want to know the truth about the Mantian Lotus Ring."

Qiao Lingrui paused his fingers, which were frantically tapping for normal attacks, and continued with normal attacks.

"I know." He said calmly.

Just like Dengxian Pavilion made an exception to accept him into the cabinet, Ji Zezhou's change of attitude was also because of Mantian Lianhuan.

He knew it from the beginning.

It was because he knew this would happen that he admitted that he was the one who created the sky full of lotus rings.

"But Master," Qiao Lingrui said, "I promised her I wouldn't tell her."

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether he admits it or not, because in everyone’s mind, everyone thinks that the lotus rings in the sky were not made by him.

"Okay!" Ji Zezhou didn't intend to ask further, "There are people in the grass along the river."

"Oh." Qiao Lingrui quickened his movements and took away Daji who was trying to ambush him in the bushes by the river.

He Yunchu did not go to see Qiao Lingrui today. She did not want to reveal her identity in front of her disciples, as it would cause trouble.

Luo Liang.

Shen Yang knocked on Song Yice's door, pushed it open a crack, and reminded him, "It's time to go back."

"I'm packing." Song Yice turned around, weighing two pieces of clothing in his hands, and asked, "Master, what style of clothes do you think would be better for me to wear?"

Shen Yang pushed open the door, and his gray striped suit made him look particularly tall and slender.

"Anything is fine." Shen Yang frowned and said with a smile: "Why do boys choose clothes?"

Also with half a day.

"Isn't this the disciple who takes after the master? The master has a lot of suits, and no two are the same."

"Yeah. My suits are all complete sets, they don't need to be matched."

Just wear the whole set.

“There are no other styles, so there is no need to choose.”

He only has suits.

Song Yice couldn't help but complain: "Master! You have too many suits!"

He threw his clothes on the sofa and opened the six wardrobes next to him one by one.

The colorful suits appeared neatly before my eyes.

"There's not enough space for you in the two cloakrooms and two guest rooms, and you've even taken over my closet."

He was carrying a tattered cardboard box containing an air conditioner and said pitifully, "All my clothes are in here..."

When he lifted it, the battered bottom of the suitcase could not bear the weight and fell down, with all the clothes inside falling onto the floor.

“…Now it’s lying on the ground.”

Shen Yang stroked his chin with his fingers and remained silent.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he said, "Oh, let me get some clothes. I was wondering why I forgot something."

"Master..." Song Yice was helpless.