On the way back, Secretary Yan looked at Xiao Chen: "Brother Xiao, how about it? Are the two leaders looking for you? Isn't it a good thing?"

"A good thing? Haha, it's a good thing. This good thing is too big, and I dare not agree."

Xiao Chen didn't care about the No. 1 car anymore. He took out a cigarette, handed it to Secretary Yan, and then lit one by himself.

This is really too big. He has to smoke a cigarette and slowly think about it.

Secretary Yan saw Xiao Chen smoking and pulled the corner of his mouth.

However, he did not dare to smoke, but put away the cigarette and showed curiosity: "Ask a little more... what good thing can you, Brother Xiao, say that."

"No. 1 told me that when he quit, I will take over... Oh, I'm worried, how could I do this?"

Xiao Chen shook his head and said.

"ah?"

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Secretary Yan widened his eyes and asked him to take over?

"Really...really? Let you...success?"

"Of course it's true, it's the successor of socialism."

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

“…”

Secretary Yan was speechless. Is this a successor too?

If this is the successor, then there will be more successors, and everyone will be socialist successors!

"Haha, just kidding."

Xiao Chen smiled, and did not say anything more, but smoked a cigarette and continued to think about it.

Secretary Yan glanced at him and didn't ask any more questions.

Although he didn't know what a good thing was, since Xiao Chen didn't say it, he wouldn't ask again... After all, sometimes it's not a good thing to know too much.

In any case, one thing has been confirmed, that is... the leader admires Xiao Chen very much. Xiao Chen's future is unlimited!

This is enough!

Half an hour later, he returned to the hotel.

He thought about it all the way, but still didn't understand what to do.

The leader of the martial arts world?

Are you moved?

Being moved.

If you can't say you're in a state of mind, you're fool.

They all grew up reading martial arts novels. Who doesn’t want to be the leader of the martial arts world? He raised his arms and ordered the heroes of the world?

This is several levels higher than the black boss!

If you want to be the leader of the martial arts world, the risk is also great!

The same is true, there is no free lunch in the world...

"It's better to ask the old fortune teller."

Xiao Chen muttered to himself.

"Brother Xiao, I'll leave first... Let's make an appointment alone."

Secretary Yan said to Xiao Chen.

"Okay, please trouble Brother Yan."

Xiao Chen shook hands with Secretary Yan, watched him get in the car, and then left.

After Secretary Yan left, Xiao Chen did not go to find Chu Kuangren and others, but returned to the room.

He thought about it, found the number, and called the old fortune teller.

The phone rang a few times and answered.

"Boy, you're still alive... It's great."

The sound of the old fortune teller came from the receiver.

When Xiao Chen heard this familiar voice, he rarely cried and his eyes turned red.

"Well, I'm still... alive, you haven't died, how dare I die."

Xiao Chen sniffed and smiled.

In the past, the old fortune teller often said that Xiao Chen would give him a care for his old age and see him off...

"Yes, you're dead, who will give me a pension and see me off... in Beijing?"

The old fortune teller laughed.

"How do you know? It's counting again?"

Xiao Chen was surprised. The old fortune teller was getting more and more amazing.

"No... You are so high-profile in the capital, I am neither blind nor deaf, so why don't you know?"

The old fortune teller said angrily.

"Forehead……"

Xiao Chen was a little speechless.

"Why do you think of calling me the old man? Tell me, what's the matter?"

The old fortune teller asked.

"You guess... no, can you calculate it? Do it."

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Get out, say it quickly, I won't say I'll die!"

The old fortune teller is furious.

"Uh, tell me... are you not curious about what I'm doing in Naga?"

Xiao Chen curled his lips.

"If you die without life, what's the point of curiosity... But if you can live, your life is really a bit big."

The old fortune teller said lightly.

"Okay, let's talk about something else first."

Xiao Chen had no choice but to lit a cigarette, and briefly talked about No. 1 and Guan Duanshan's matter to him.

"I see."

After hearing what Xiao Chen said, the old fortune teller still had a faint tone.

"You...get it? It's gone?"

Xiao Chen frowned. Why is this old fortune teller... becoming more and more unreliable!

"Yes, otherwise what else?"

The old fortune teller asked back.

"No, did you know this in advance?"

"I don't know, but I'm not surprised..."

"Not surprised? OK, you are an old god... Then tell me, can you agree to this?"

Xiao Chen asked helplessly.

"Didn't you always want to stand at the top and see the scenery at a high place? This is a shortcut, isn't it?"

The old fortune teller asked.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean is to let me agree? Old fortune teller, even if this is a shortcut, it is a shortcut full of thorns..."

"You have experienced the ten deadly and lifeless situations, but are you still afraid of these thorns?"

The old fortune teller smiled.

"Actually, you have made a decision in your heart."

"Well, okay."

Xiao Chen nodded, it was indeed like this...

"I will go to Longhai in the past few days. If you have anything to say, I will talk about it when I meet you! As for this matter, you don't have to agree, and wait until I go over and talk about it."

The old fortune teller suddenly said.

"You want to come to Longhai? Is it true or false?"

Xiao Chen was surprised.
To be continued...