One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

Looking at Jiang Bailan in front of her, Wang Ai paused for a moment before slowly speaking, finishing what she hadn't finished saying earlier.

"As long as you are willing to join my Wang family and become a guest of the Wang family, everything before can be wiped clean, and the Wang family will also give you generous treatment."

"How about 500 million a year?"

"In addition, I will arrange a villa for you, with maids provided. And since you like women, I can get them for you from any country."

Jiang Bailan: Even aliens?

Wang Ai: You look like an alien to me?

"Not only that, but as long as you wish, you can choose any woman of the same generation in the Wang family to be your wife. You can have as many as you like, whether it's one or two..."

After stating a series of conditions, Wang Ai did not rush to force the other party to answer, but waited patiently. Even his most beloved great-grandson, Wang Bing, wanted to speak, but he forcibly stopped him from speaking.

Has Wang Ai gone mad?

Of course not. Whether it was teaching Feng Xingtong a lesson just now or offering him generous terms now, these are all part of his tactics.

Give a big stick, then give a sweet date.

That's the method!

This not only demonstrated the power of the Wang family to Jiang Bailan, but also showed the other party their sincerity.

As for why it takes so much effort to win over the other party, it's naturally because the other party has value. Just as Wang Ai said, the Wang family is a large family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and their ability to judge people is first-rate and ruthless.

Looking back at Jiang Bailan's two matches in the Luotian Grand Ceremony, plus the fact that he made his old friend Lao Lü suffer a defeat, his strength and potential alone justify the price.

Of course, if Jiang Bailan feels that this is not enough, it can add more until the other party is satisfied.

If Jiang Bailan can surpass the Old Celestial Master in the future and become the new pinnacle of the supernatural world, the status of their Wang family will also rise accordingly, and it will be no problem for them to prosper for another hundred years.

Listen! Listen!

What truly defines an old fox!

As soon as Wang Ai spoke, Jiang Bailan understood that everything that had just happened was a trap set by this guy.

The hatred is real, and so is the recruitment.

As expected of one of the Ten Elders and the head of one of the four major families, his vision and shrewdness are unmatched by ordinary people.

To be honest, Jiang Bailan was indeed a little tempted.

Especially when she heard that she would be given a big house, along with maids and beauties from various countries, Jiang Bailan had a fleeting impulse to agree.

Of course, being moved is one thing, but taking action is another.

Jiang Bailan is no young man who's just started out in the underworld. While these things are nice, none of them can compare to the allure of a 5% stake in Feng Zhenghao Tianxia Group.

With enough money, all of these things Wang Ai mentioned could be easily accomplished.

Moreover, compared to the forthright and generous Feng Zhenghao, Wang Ai, a cunning and scheming old fox, is not suitable for Jiang Bailan.

You might get sold out at any time without even knowing it.

"No need, Grandpa Wang Ai. I'm used to being wild, it's better to be free." Jiang Bailan replied casually and prepared to leave this place of trouble.

“Jiang Bailan, are you not satisfied with the conditions? Then you can ask for anything. As long as you are willing to join the Wang family, you can have whatever you want.” At this point, Wang Ai suddenly remembered the unreasonable demands the other party had made earlier and added, “Don’t even mention heavy firearms. Even if the Wang family had those, they would never provide them to you.”

Jiang Bailan: "..."

He discovered that Wang Ai had become smarter and had even learned to predict his words.

Jiang Bailan wasn't joking; he genuinely wanted to launch a Dongfeng-41 missile. For no other reason than to see what kind of spectacular fireworks would be produced after the explosion of this pinnacle of human civilization.

Of course, it would be great if we could also have a Tokyo Hot event.

Jiang Bailan didn't even turn his head this time, but simply waved his hand and refused, saying, "Grandpa Wang Ai, let's leave it at that!"

Watching Jiang Bailan walk away, seemingly unmoved by reason, Wang Ai, losing patience, gradually became sullen.

Like grandfather, like grandson.

Wang Ai and Wang Bing have similar personalities; if he can't have something, he'd rather destroy it than let someone else have it, especially the Feng family, who have potential conflicts with the Wang family.

"Boy, since you don't plan to join the Wang family, then don't blame this old man..."

After saying that, Wang Ai took out his phone and dialed the number of the director of NaDuTong: "Hello! Chairman Zhao? I'm reporting a highly dangerous superpower, and I hope the company can contain it as soon as possible..."

"Oh right, right! That guy's name is Jiang Bailan! Come and catch him right now!"

"That kid is too fierce!"

High-end ingredients often only require ordinary cooking methods.

Complex business battles can also be made simple.

There's no need to do everything yourself to get revenge.

Wang Ai's actions perfectly illustrate this point: why waste time and effort causing trouble for the other party? If we can call the police, we should call the police without hesitation.

When it comes to the rules, Wang Ai knows them perfectly well...

If Jiang Bailan saw this scene, she would definitely give a thumbs up. "You little rascal, you really know how to play the game!"

-

After parting ways with Wang Ai, Jiang Bailan happened to run into Zhang Chulan, who had just finished the competition. Seeing Zhang Chulan's triumphant appearance, she knew that Tang Wenlong had not gotten away with it.

"Brother Lan! How was the match?"

As soon as he asked the question, Zhang Chulan felt like an idiot. Did he even need to ask about Jiang Bailan's competition?

It's nothing more than the opponent being unconscious or seriously injured and hospitalized; for him to be standing is an extreme disrespect to his strength.

Wind and Sand Swallow: Fine, fine! You mean I have to lie down?

"Not bad! I made a small profit of 20 dollars."

Jiang Bailan, now a millionaire, made a small-scale Versailles show. As the saying goes, if you don't return home in wealth and honor, it's like wearing fine clothes in the dark!

If you make money and don't flaunt it, then what's the point of working so hard to earn it?

How many?

20 dollars?

Upon hearing Jiang Bailan's Versailles, Zhang Chulan suddenly felt that the gap between people could be so huge. They were all born of the same parents, so why could others earn 20 US dollars by playing a game?

What about yourself?

Even if he sold his dignity and betrayed Kunkun, he only got 20 RMB.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan suddenly realized that jealousy had distorted him beyond recognition, that it had torn him apart. From now on, Zhang Chulan would earn money with his head held high!

If Jiang Bailan could hear Zhang Chulan's thoughts, he would definitely pat him on the shoulder and say, "No, my friend, you might not be your father's biological son..."

Zhang Chulan: ? ? ?

After waiting for a while, Feng Baobao and Xu Si also arrived. When they heard that Jiang Bailan had earned 20 dollars, they immediately shouted that they wanted to treat everyone to a meal.

Feng Baobao even suggested eating braised pig's trotters. (Actually, someone else wanted to eat them.)

Hearing the crowd cheering, Jiang Bailan readily agreed. It's just a meal, I have plenty of money!

We're rich now!

A moment later, the group headed towards Wang Ye's competition venue...