"Fugui, do you think Secretary Wen can really accomplish this?"

On the way back, Master 2 was still a little worried, so he had to ask Zhang Fugui for confirmation.

"Don't worry, Brother 2. The first level of the Guandao University is overwhelming. That Director Jia can't be the master with one hand. I think any student from Secretary Wen can steadily take care of that Jia." Zhang Fugui.

He turned his head and replied to Guan Yu behind him.

Since Zhang Fugui had been drinking, he called Huang Batian to act as his driver.

Although Huang Batian didn't know what his captain and the second master were doing, the words "Director... Take care of whatever you want..." were heard. Huang Batian, even though he had not drank, was already in a state of ecstasy at this time.

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Mother, mother, the captain is so awesome, now he can take care of himself and become an official?

Huang Batian once again felt that his future was extremely bright.

Just when Zhang Fugui was about to say a few more words to reassure Master 2, he found that his cell phone was vibrating non-stop.

"Oda's only son? This guy's phone number." After Zhang Fugui told the second man next to him about the situation, he easily answered the phone.

"Hey! Who is it?" Zhang Fugui asked deliberately.

"It's me, Duzi!" Oda Duzi's tone, which was very characteristic of a Japanese, came over the phone.

"Ah? Are you a brat?" Zhang Fugui suppressed his anger and asked deliberately.

"Yes, I am an only son." Oda's only son continued to announce his family status anxiously.

"As long as you know you're a kid, kid, what's the matter?"

"Something big happened!"

Hearing Xiaotian Duzi's flustered tone, Zhang Fugui straightened his mind and asked, "What's the matter? Speak slowly."

"That guy George suddenly moved up the opening time of the martial arts conference. The opening ceremony of the martial arts conference will be the day after tomorrow!" When Xiao said this, every word was filled with resentment.

Can he not be in a hurry? Because the trap he set for George with the gold silk hat has not yet been launched.

The reason why Oda's only son planned to frame George was not only to take revenge and vent his anger, but also to fight for the right to speak.

According to his vision, after the plan is successful, he will firmly control the right to speak in the martial arts conference.

At that time, he will be able to take advantage of this convenience to make a lot of money for him.

But against all odds, Oda's only son did not expect that George would choose to start the martial arts competition in advance.

This blow can be regarded as catching him off guard.

Little did he know that after his subordinate Lai Qing betrayed him, holding a martial arts conference in advance would undoubtedly be George's best choice.

So George started the martial arts conference in advance without consulting him.

Xiaotian's only son did not plan well with George, and he did not understand Zhang Fugui's current thoughts.

Zhang Fugui doesn't care about Golden Hat or George. All he thinks about is that he can't attend the martial arts conference. He hasn't informed Li Bai yet.

Although there is a solution now, I don't know whether Li Bai agrees or not.

"Only son, don't worry, just turn it on if he turns it on. We can only take one step at a time. If he hits his side, we will hit ours. I still have something to do here. If you do, don't contact me again. It's okay.

Don't bother me." Zhang Fugui found a reason to stop Xiao Tian Duzi, and then hung up the phone.

"Vice Captain, please drive as fast as you can without getting caught by the traffic police!" Zhang Fugui ordered Huang Batian beside him after hanging up the phone.

"Okay!"

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More than half an hour later, Zhang Fugui and his party returned to the Red Star factory.

At this time, the time has reached 8 o'clock, which is the time for Li Bai to practice.

So Zhang Fugui and Guan Yu hurried to the southeast of the yard.

That was the place where Li Bai often practiced Qigong.

After arriving at the location, Zhang Fugui saw a young monk chatting with a child who looked like a jade doll.

The little monk was holding two glasses of soda in his hands, while the jade doll was standing under the lamp, doing a horse stance.

Zhang Fugui and Master 2 looked at each other, and Master 2 shouted to the little monk who didn't understand: "Master, I don't understand. I plan to go to the night market. Do you want to go with me?"

When Wu Shi heard the words, he raised his head happily, but when he saw Li Bai next to him, he lowered his head in confusion.

"You go ahead and bring me some food by the way." Li Bai understood the embarrassment of not understanding, so he spoke.

"Then what do you want to eat?" The little monk's little face instantly regained its luster.

"It's up to you, just watch it." Li Bai said nonchalantly.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll take care of it!" The little monk, who didn't understand, patted his chest after saying that, and then ran to Mr. Guan 2 in a jumping pace.

Now only Li Bai and Zhang Fugui were left under the light.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Li Bai took a deep breath and then took back his horse steps.

Although it was winter again, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

Zhang Fugui didn't know where to start for a while, and after opening his mouth several times, he finally held back.

"Tell me, if you have any news, tell me what news you have." Li Bai said meaningfully.

"The martial arts competition will start the day after tomorrow." Zhang Fugui said.

Li Bai looked up at the stars in the sky, as if he was trying hard to find something. After a while, he answered: "Well, what next?"

At this time, Zhang Fugui had discovered something unusual about Li Bai, and finally said with determination: "Two news, one good news and one bad news, which one do you want to listen to?"

Li Bai smiled for no reason, and there seemed to be some helplessness in his smile. He strolled up to Zhang Fugui and suddenly said, "Fugui, thank you. I'll hear the bad news first."

"The bad news...the bad news is that minors cannot participate in this martial arts competition..." Zhang Fugui revealed the information he had been hiding.

"Hmm... I know this. I found that text message in the trash. Next time you delete someone's information, remember to delete it in the trash again." Li Bai said calmly, with a tone of voice.

No joy or sorrow.

"Oh... um? Did you know this a long time ago?" Zhang Fugui asked belatedly.

"Yes, I was wondering how long you would keep it secret." Li Bai seemed to be much more open-minded than Zhang Fugui next to him.

"This...you clearly know that you can't participate in the martial arts competition, how can you still insist on practicing every day?" Zhang Fugui said with some confusion."

"The first is... I'm used to it, and the second is, I always believe you will find a solution... Do you still believe that I can win the championship in the martial arts competition?" Li Bai's tone was still so firm.

At this moment, Zhang Fugui truly realized that the body of this child who looked like a jade doll contained the soul of a romantic poet who was rare to see in a thousand years.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fugui also raised his head and looked at the place where Li Bai had just looked.

"Brother Zhang, what are you thinking about tonight?" Li Bai asked.

"I'm thinking about two questions. I wonder if the stars in the sky can really be picked off." Zhang Fugui continued to raise his head.

"Oh? So elegant? What's the second question?" Li Bai continued to ask.

"I wonder if my sour skin can hold an interesting soul." After Zhang Fugui finished speaking, he smiled and lowered his head to look at Li Bai beside him.
Chapter completed!