The exchange meeting will be on the 12th.
It was already afternoon when the group arrived at the Jiang family's hotel in Beijing and checked into the top-floor suite.
That night, Jiang Li saw the Rong family in the hotel restaurant.
The person who came was the old man of the Rong family, a generation younger than the great grandfather.
He looks like a spirited old man.
Accompanying him was Rong Wanhe.
The current head of the Rong family is also a well-known figure in Kyoto.
Even Gu Xun, a big shot in the Beijing circle, had to give this person some face when he saw him.
"Uncle San, I haven't seen you for many years."
When Mr. Rong saw the old man, he quickly stood up and walked forward to greet him.
Then he cupped his fists towards Jiang Li and said, "Master Jiang, you are young and promising."
Old Rong knew that Jiang Li’s great-grandfather was the man who broke off the engagement with Rong’s great-aunt.
It is also known that Jiang Li was replaced by someone as soon as he was born.
Naturally, I would not confuse people with that man.
Jiang Li returned the gift.
Everyone sat down.
Rong Wanhe raised his eyebrows slightly, without saying anything.
Of the two elders present today, Taigong is the oldest and has the highest seniority.
But the one sitting in the main seat was Jiang Li, the youngest girl in terms of seniority and age.
This shows how stable her position is in the Jiang family.
Mr. Rong is not surprised.
He is old enough to know the situation of the Jiang family.
Two old men were chatting nearby.
Jiang Li ate his dinner slowly. After arriving at the hotel, he took a short rest and was still hungry.
Rong Wanhe also listened to the two old men chatting throughout the whole process.
"Alas, it's a pity for the Feng and Han families." said Mr. Rong.
"That's normal. There's no such thing as an immortal family. Is there anyone who can inherit your Rong family's embroidery business?" asked the grandfather.
Rong Lao nodded, "Wan Xiu is taking care of it. Although it's not as good as before, it can finally hold on."
"These days, there aren't many young people who can calm down and study embroidery."
"At this age, Wan Xiu has only accepted two disciples he is satisfied with."
It’s sad to think about it.
Then he looked at Jiang Li and said, "Third Uncle, I think your wish has been fulfilled."
The old man smiled and his brows relaxed. "Yes, I didn't expect that I would meet this child when I was about to die. It won't be a problem for the Jiang family to continue for another two or three hundred years."
Rong Wanhe's heart trembled slightly.
Since Taigong can say this, the strength of the new head of the family should not be underestimated.
Then he heard Tai Gongkou speak again.
"Lili is a child whose Kung Fu is far superior to mine, and he has selected several talented children from the clan."
"Even if I'm gone in the future, with her in charge of the Jiang family, she will be able to suppress those clansmen."
At this point, the Grandfather sighed slightly, "If the Jiang family also declines, the ancient martial arts that have been passed down for thousands of years in the Dragon Kingdom will really be completely cut off."
The atmosphere at the table was a little dull for a moment.
Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind.
It happened in a flash, the chopsticks in Jiang Li's hand suddenly flew out.
A scream was heard, and a man a few steps away covered his shoulder with his hands, with bright red blood oozing out from between his fingers.
Rong Wanhe: “…”
What did he just see?
Can chopsticks be used like this?
Are you sure this isn't a martial arts drama?
But it was also true that a man was injured not far away.
"What a great Jiang family."
Soon, two more men came forward and supported the injured man.
Taigong turned around and looked at the person who came.
He curled his lips and smiled, "Another sneak attack? It's always like this, you guys are all bored."
It was obvious that Taigong knew these three people.
"Li Li, this old man is a representative figure of modern martial arts, a member of the Fang family in Xuancheng."
Jiang Li nodded, "Does Taigong know him? Does he have a grudge against you?"
The old man stroked his beard and laughed, "There's no grudge, it's just that kid Fang has a mean mouth."
Hearing this, Jiang Li stood up and walked forward.
Amidst the three people's nervousness, they raised their hands and pressed the man's shoulders twice.
Pull out the chopstick.
The pain was still there, but the bleeding had stopped.
Come back and sit down, take out the wet wipes and wipe your fingers.
"Don't do sneak attacks next time. People will die."
Her expression was very dull, and it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry.
But no one present dared to look down on her.
Taigong invited everyone to sit down.
He smiled and said, "Don't try this in front of Lili. She won't tolerate you. Besides, I can't stop Lili's skills."
The three members of the Fang family looked at Jiang Li, who was calm and composed, in shock.
The injured one, in particular, had to believe it when he thought about the swift bamboo chopstick that pierced his shoulder, leaving him no chance to dodge.
"You can only take two or three moves in my hands, but in Lili's hands, you can't resist a single move."
The injured man endured the surging pain and said with a grin, "Jiang Taigong, didn't you tell her about these things before you came?"
When Taigong heard this, he puffed his beard and glared.
Said: "Who knew you were also staying at the Emperor's First Hotel, which is our Jiang family's property."
What could the Fang family say? They could only swallow this loss in silence.
What else?
It's their fault, and they can't beat them.
The waiter brought Jiang Li new chopsticks and turned to leave.
Soon, three more dishes were added.
"Another serving of double-skin milk, please."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.
Although there is no one in the Rong family who practices martial arts, they are still qualified to enter and observe on days like this.
After the dinner, Rong Wanhe sent someone to deliver a few pieces of clothes made by the Rong family weaving workshop to Jiang Li.
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