As soon as the young man opened his mouth, everyone's eyes fell on him.
Qiu Junnan smiled awkwardly and said to the young man, "I'm sorry, Brother Cheng, I absolutely didn't mean that. I was just a little overexcited to see the disciple of my Qiu family's benefactor. Please take a seat."
Qiu Junnan was very polite to the young man and stood up to ask him to sit down.
Qiu Yuen curled her lips and whispered to Mo Laishi, "Brother Mo, this Cheng Hui is so annoying. She relies on her father being the Vice President of the Ancient Martial Arts Association, so she's arrogant and doesn't take anyone seriously. She also often looks at me with lustful eyes. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come out alone."
"Oh? He's just the vice president of an association. Does he have that much power?" Morais asked curiously.
"It may not have much power over ordinary people, but for the ancient martial arts family, it has the power of life and death."
"Ancient martial arts families are under state surveillance, so their actions are also largely restricted by the state. As the saying goes, the poor are good at literature, but the rich are good at martial arts. Practicing martial arts is a very expensive thing and requires a lot of resources. Since the ancient martial arts families today can't just grab resources at will, they have to rely on state support, which is why the Ancient Martial Arts Association has a rank system."
"Generally speaking, ancient martial arts families can be divided into four levels, from special grade to third grade, with special grade being the highest, first grade being the second, and third grade being the lowest."
"If it's lower than the third rank, it's considered ungraded, and will be labeled as deviant and attacked by the entire ancient martial arts community."
"The rank is determined by factors such as contribution, family strength, and the number of people in the sect. The higher the rank, the more resources allocated by the country you can obtain."
"My Qiu family was originally a third-rank family, but for some reason, we received a notice from the Ancient Martial Arts Association a few days ago saying that our rank would be revoked. My father and my uncle discussed it and decided to send my brother and me to the capital to build connections and see if we could keep our rank."
"Through my eldest brother's friend's introduction, we found Cheng Hui. My eldest brother has been treating him to delicious food and drinks these past few days, but Cheng Hui has been playing Tai Chi with us, neither refusing nor offering to help us. Seeing that the time for the rank cancellation is approaching, we are almost driven crazy."
After Qiu Yuen's story, Mo Laishi finally understood the whole story.
Mo Laishi has never paid much attention to the affairs of the ancient martial arts world, so he really didn't know that there was such a distinction between grades.
No wonder Cheng Hui is so arrogant, it turns out he has someone's lifeblood in his grasp.
After Cheng Hui sat down, he saw Qiu Yuen whispering with a white-haired boy, and his brows immediately frowned.
"Brother Qiu, it seems like you guys don't welcome me very much." Cheng Hui said with a sour face.
"Brother Cheng, why do you say that?" Qiu Junnan asked in confusion.
"Haha, your sister hasn't said a word to me since I came in, not even a greeting. Doesn't this mean she doesn't welcome me?" Cheng Hui said meaningfully.
The corners of Qiu Yuen's mouth twitched.
Who do you think you are?
It's like everyone has to flatter you, and not talking to you means you're not welcome?
Don’t you have any idea why you are not welcome?
You are not a currency, so why should others welcome you?
Qiu Yuen complained madly in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She said to Cheng Hui with a fake smile, "Brother Cheng, you're worrying too much. I just didn't see you just now. Since you're here, why don't you sit down and have something to eat together?"
Cheng Hui did not make things difficult for the Qiu siblings. He sat down with his legs crossed and ordered the signature dishes of the roast duck restaurant. He even said he wanted to eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
The waiter said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, sir, we don't have Buddha Jumps Over the Wall here."
"Why do you open a restaurant if you don't even have Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? Can't you buy it somewhere else? Money is not a problem." Cheng Hui shouted loudly.
Qiu Junnan was speechless.
Of course money is not a problem, it’s not you who pays.
Zheng Qiqian leaned over to Mo Laishi's ear and said, "Boss, this guy is even more pretentious than me. Do you want to beat him up?"
"Forget about beating him. After all, the person was brought by cousin Enen, so we should still give cousin Enen some face." Mo Laishi said with a smile.
After the dishes were served, Cheng Hui began to show his courtesy to Qiu Yuen, helping her pick up dishes and pouring wine.
Qiu Yuen was almost sick to death.
To be honest, Cheng Hui's appearance is really hard to describe.
He was just 1.7 meters tall, his face was covered with acne scars, and because he often stayed up late and drank, his mouth always had an unpleasant odor, which almost made Qiu Yuen vomit.
Qiu Yuen kept looking at Mo Laishi for help, which made Mo Laishi laugh.
Since Qiu Yuen had asked for help, Mo Laishi naturally couldn't sit idly by, so he took the initiative to bring up the topic, "Brother Cheng, right? I heard that you have a way to preserve the Qiu family's rank?"
When Cheng Hui saw Mo Laishi actually talking to him, the smile on his face immediately disappeared: "Is that something you can ask? Who do you think you are?"
"You..." Zheng Qiqian was about to get angry when he saw that this pretentious guy dared to talk to his boss like that.
But before he could finish his words, he was stopped by Morais.
Mo Laishi wasn't angry either. He smiled harmlessly and said, "I'm not a big deal, but my master has a good relationship with the Qiu family, so it's reasonable for me to be concerned, right?"
Seeing that Mo Laishi was speaking to him politely, Cheng Hui no longer had a stern face, but he still looked arrogant. "With my father's status in the Ancient Martial Arts Association, it's no problem for him to maintain the family rank. But it also depends on whether you know how to behave."
When Cheng Hui said this, he glanced at Qiu Yuen intentionally or unintentionally.
"Then what does it mean to be a good person?" Mo Laishi asked Cheng Hui with a smile on his face.
Cheng Hui's face darkened again. He had explained it so clearly, but these people still couldn't understand?
Do you really want me to make things clear?
It turns out that people from small places don’t understand the ways of the world.
"Do you think it's so easy to keep a rank? Don't you have to smooth things over with connections?" Cheng Hui said unhappily.
"Do you mean to use money to bribe people? But didn't you just say that this little thing is just a small problem for your father? Why do you want to smooth things over now?" Mo Laishi said pretending to be stupid.
Cheng Hui was so angry that his face turned red. He really didn't know whether this guy really didn't understand or was deliberately pretending to be stupid.
"Do you think the Ancient Martial Arts Association is run by your family? I don't think you have any sincerity. I can't eat this meal anymore. Brother Qiu, please find someone else." After Cheng Hui finished speaking, he pretended to stand up and leave.
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