When Old Chen heard this, he immediately licked his teeth. As a well-known master in the field of traditional arts, he had people from the new star come to visit him, and he actually had to come out in person to solve such a trivial matter. It was a bit embarrassing for him.
Finally he walked over and called Wu Chenglin away. The two of them went to have tea, leaving others to deal with the matters by the lake.
The next day, which was Monday, Wang Xuan went to work as usual. He felt that this kind of life would soon be over, so he came to take a look and silently say goodbye to his colleagues with whom he had spent a short time.
Not long after, Old Chen also came, looking radiant. Compared with the last time when he was yawning, had big bags under his eyes and looked sleepy, he was completely different. Now Old Chen was full of energy.
"Old Chen, I haven't seen you in many days. You look good. By the way, how is your research on the Book of Changes going?" a colleague greeted him.
"I'll give up reading that crappy book!" Old Chen responded straightforwardly. Then he called Wang Xuan out and prepared to have a good chat with him.
"Going to work." Wang Xuan said after coming out.
"I'll give you a long vacation. You should have a good rest recently. This is just a small matter." Lao Chen was very enthusiastic and fully exercised his rights to let him rest for a while.
"In that case, you might as well change my environment. I want to go to Xinxing." Wang Xuan said. Instead of delaying, it would be better to act quickly. He has made up his mind.
Old Chen turned around and looked at Wang Xuan. He didn't expect that he would take the initiative to go to Xinxing.
He rubbed his hands and said, "No problem, but the competition among the chaebol daughters and widow families is fierce."
Wang Xuan glanced at him and said, "Old Chen, have you read too many novels from the old times? You should arrange it like this. After I arrive at Xinxing, you should let the daughter of a wealthy family be my bodyguard and let some stunning widow be my driver. That's more like it."
Old Chen sighed, "Young people nowadays are so impulsive. They don't know how to endure hardships and start from scratch. They just rush straight into the game. Your expectations are a bit too high."
Wang Xuan saw that he was serious, as if he could really arrange it, so he pretended to be deep and said, "People like me can understand the truth of Yuhua. Would you mind not assigning me a few top masters? My request is not high."
"That makes sense." Old Chen actually nodded and said, "I'll make arrangements for you after you go to Xinxing."
Wang Xuan was too lazy to respond. He thought that Lao Chen had completely abandoned his moral principles in order to obtain the immortal technique and was lying with his eyes open.
Lao Chen thought for a moment and said, "What do you think of the girl who fell into the lake after you kicked her in the butt? Let her be your driver."
Wang Xuan ignored him, not wanting to listen to his nonsense.
"Xiao Wang, you look down on me, Old Chen, and our organization." Old Chen looked at him and said, "If it was in the past, it would indeed be a bit difficult. But this time, Old Wu and the others begged us to come here. What's wrong with letting that little girl who got kicked be the driver? It can just help you conceal your identity. If you cooperate, you will be a key link. Why wouldn't they be happy? They will definitely be willing to cooperate."
Wang Xuanhuo turned around and looked at Lao Chen. A while ago, this old man had urged him to go to Xinxing. It turned out that there was a cooperation plan in advance. Was he selling him out in advance?!
"Old Chen, do you want to dig up the Earth Fairy Grass? I won't participate in this action!" Wang Xuan refused outright. There are so many organizations and powerful chaebols in Xinxing, but no one has picked the Earth Fairy Grass so far. It is conceivable how difficult it is. He doesn't want to be cannon fodder.
Old Chen laughed dumbly and said, "What are you thinking? The Earth Immortal Grass Project is at the back of the list and it's not your turn yet. This operation is not dangerous. You have to trust my character guarantee."
Wang Xuan looked at him. It would be crazy if he really believed this old colleague!
Old Chen said, "Think about it, the young lady from the Wu family is involved, serving as your pilot, um, a pilot of a small spacecraft, her skills are no problem. If she is involved, what danger can there be?"
Wang Xuan looked at him and always felt that he had too many ideas and was not trustworthy, and now he was a little bit frivolous.
"Old Chen, let's talk business. Of course, let me make it clear first, don't think about selling me to the Wu family, otherwise even if I teach you the Immortal Transformation Technique, you will get into trouble later."
Old Chen was naturally willing to listen to the secret of the Yuhua Immortal Technique immediately, but he still added, "Xiao Wang, don't think that what I say is unreliable. This time they really came to us for help. As someone who has a lot of say in the field of old arts, I am still worthy of their serious invitation. Now, they have further realized that some problems can only be solved by finding people who practice old arts."
"Old Chen, you look so confident. How far have you practiced your old skills?" Wang Xuan was quite curious.
Old Chen smiled faintly, quite conceited, and said, "Let me put it this way, Sun Chengkun, who fought with you in the Great Black Mountain, was at his peak before he was seriously injured. Although he was about the same age as me, every time we met, he would respectfully call me Teacher Chen."
Doubt! Wang Xuan looked at him, and he was seriously doubtful. Was this true or false? Was Lao Chen so perverted?
At this time, they had walked to the abandoned machinery factory behind the design institute. Lao Chen often came here to fish in the pond.
"See that piece of abandoned steel machinery, the large gears, crushers, etc.? When I was young, I took a lot of pictures of them with my bare hands and often practiced martial arts nearby." Lao Chen pointed to a piece of rusty machinery in front of him. It was a large black area and no one knew how many tons it weighed.
Having said this, he walked forward, patted a piece of scrap steel that was more than ten centimeters thick, and said, "I haven't taken action for many years."
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