"Let's assume, let's assume..."
The intern assistant stretched out both hands, as if about to launch into a long speech.
"No need for assumptions."
"Everyone is a tyrant, and everyone loves to hear slander."
The marketing manager grabbed the intern's hands and patted his head like a gentle mother.
"As long as it's not a matter of life or death for the company, I'll praise the boss even if he pulls out a pile of shit."
So this is the way of being a subject!
"Wasn't Wei Zheng also quite favored by Emperor Taizong of Tang? He practically spat on the emperor's face."
"What about the fact that Emperor Taizong of Tang had his stele torn down after his death?"
"They re-erected it later too."
"Then just tell me whether you pushed her or not."
Too.
The intern assistant shut up obediently.
The dead should be respected. It's ridiculous that someone who recommended someone should have their tombstone pushed over because they're already dead. Who knows what Emperor Taizong of Tang was thinking?
Just as the two were whispering to each other, Chi Yuan and his group were about to leave the village when they ran into the clan elders they had just been talking with.
"Oh my, Mr. Chi, you're going fishing."
The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised to see the fishing gear on his assistant's body, and began to talk to Chi Yuan.
"Yes, I'm quite addicted."
"Since we were already here and had brought fishing gear, we decided not to waste it and went fishing in the Mosan River."
When Chi Yuan saw someone asking, he couldn't wait to take out his bucket and show them the fish he had caught.
"Unfortunately, my skills are limited, and I only caught one."
"But it looks pretty good."
"And it's a fighting fish! That's amazing, absolutely amazing."
The clan elders stared at him in shock.
"Yeah, our boss is a chosen fisherman."
The assistant praised him with a face full of pride, as if he were the one who had caught the fish.
"You flatter me, you flatter me."
Chi Yuan, his face glowing, said goodbye to everyone after chatting for a few minutes and then left.
This group even escorted Chi Yuan to the village entrance.
"I see that Mr. Chi is not young anymore. Is he ready to get married?"
The old man, with his hands behind his back and head bowed, was playing the role of matchmaker, a role that all middle-aged and elderly people love to play.
"Yes, I already have a lover."
How could Chi Yuan not know these people's little tricks?
She likes to create unnecessary trouble, and if she says she doesn't have any connections, she'll likely face a lot of problems later.
"I see. Then Boss Chi should cherish this opportunity, hahaha..."
The old man laughed heartily a few times, and watched Chi Yuan leave with the people behind him.
"what to do?"
The person behind him asked in a low voice, and the old man's face had turned from sunny to cloudy.
"Go find the clan chief. If what he said is true, then this person has probably already been chosen by the River God."
A triumphant smile curled at the corner of his mouth, clearly regarding the cub he had caught in the pond as a betrothal gift from the river god.
"How so?"
The idiot behind him clearly hadn't grasped what the old man meant.
"Do you think the Mosan River, in its current state, still looks like it has any living creatures?"
"And when has the Mosan River ever seen a fish like the fighting fish?"
The people behind him clearly understood as well, and besides being excited, they also began to feel nervous.
"Even so, he was able to catch such a unique fish."
“I saw that the fish was shimmering with iridescent light; it was clearly no ordinary creature.”
The old man smiled mysteriously.
"What 'chosen fisherman'? More like the river god's chosen bride."
"There's no time to lose, go and tell the clan chief."
"Tie him up tomorrow and prepare to offer him as a sacrifice."
The two middle-aged men were still a little hesitant.
"What if what he said is true? What if he just got lucky? And he's not a virgin anymore..."
"Shouldn't we find another backup?"
The old man roared at them in a deep voice.
"What if we can't find it? Do we have to keep searching? The Mosang River will soon be blocked off and cleaned up."
"We don't have the time, nor the ability to see through people's true intentions and falsehoods. How long will it take us to find them?"
"We'll try anything, even if it's a dead end. We can't wait that long."
He snorted coldly and left, leaving the remaining elders looking at each other in bewilderment.
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