“The logo of this company looks so familiar!”

"My house."

"Um?"

"Xiaoqiao, don't worry."

"I won't betray you no matter how much my uncle gives me later."

Zhao Xingqiao ignored Ma Qiangang's poor words and took him to Haifu Foreign Trade Company.

This company occupies half a floor of half a floor of a very famous office building on Sky Island, making it look very grand.

When Zhao Xingqiao walked in, there was a front desk lady who asked very politely: "Do you have an appointment?"

Zhao Xingqiao didn't speak, and Ma Qiangang was even more difficult to speak. After the two stood for a while, a very handsome middle-aged man hurriedly walked out.

When he saw Zhao Xingqiao, he was extremely happy. He opened his arms, hugged Xiaoqiao, and shouted, "Why are you here?"

"Dad hasn't seen you for several months."

"I also want to go to Kunlun in a few days and have a business cooperation with me. I will go and see how you are studying!"

"Who is this?"

Ma Qiangang greeted the other party obediently: "Hello Uncle Zhao!"

"I am Ma Qiangang!"

"Oh! You are Xiaoqiao's classmate who wants to be a policeman."

“Is college life okay?”

Ma Qiangang thought about it and decided to tell the truth so that Uncle Zhao would not misunderstand and say a few undecent words, which made the scene extremely awkward.

He smiled and said, "Tianchanji University is OK, too."

Zhao Haifan was slightly surprised and shouted, "Aren't you not studying very well?"

Ma Qiangang grinned and said, "It's worse than Xiaoqiao. The cultural courses in the college entrance examination are two lower than hers."

Zhao Haifan didn't take it to heart. He was a standard businessman and only cared about his own business. How could he think carefully about what Ma Qiangang said?

He took Zhao Xingqiao and Ma Qiangang to the company's reception room. After a few words of conversation, commercial communications followed one after another.

For more than an hour, he received seven or eight consecutive communications, but he didn't say five words to Zhao Xingqiao in total.

Zhao Xingqiao was so quiet, without saying a word.

Zhao Haifan answered another message and seemed very impatient, asking the other party when the shipment will be shipped.

Zhao Xingqiao stood up and whispered: "I'll go back first!"

Zhao Haifan was slightly surprised, but still waved his hand.

The two of them left Haifu Foreign Trade Company, and Ma Qiangang couldn't help but complain, "Did my uncle not mention the money?"

"Didn't he say how much money he would give me and let me leave you?"

"Why don't he play according to the routine?"

Zhao Xingqiao tilted his head and asked, "How much is it? Will you leave me?"

Ma Qiangang said without hesitation: "The first mountain in Tianlu, Teacher Kuzhu's house, and the toad residence together..."

"Yeah, no, I should say it!"

"It's more than the money I've earned in my life."

"after all!"

"I plan to live with you as a friend Xiaoqiao."

"If you want to snatch the little bridge away from me, you must have the courage to bet on life with me."

Zhao Xingqiao turned his head, turned his back to Ma Qiangang, and his eyes couldn't help but smile, but he said in a faint tone: "You are always so inappropriate."

Ma Qiangang complained: "Where do I have any inappropriateness!"

"But, my uncle seems that he would rather give you to me than pay a few dollars."

"nonsense……"

Ma Qiangang and Zhao Xingqiao talked a few nonsense, but in fact they wanted to make their friends happier. He had already seen that Zhao Xingqiao came to see his father but was not happy.

He and Zhao Xingqiao walked out of the office building, looked back and saw the very space-style building, and said to himself: "It seems that this meeting is very important to all three people, but there is one person, I don't know."

Zhao Xingqiao did not mean to go back to the hotel, nor did he take public transportation, but just wandered around aimlessly.

Ma Qiangang followed her step by step and kept telling some things. He racked his brains and jokes he had heard in his previous life, hoping that it would make her happier.

Zhao Xingqiao's smart glasses were slightly shocked. She took off her glasses, put down the storage bag, and whispered: "He sent me 500,000 pocket money."

Ma Qiangang raised his smart bracelet, looked at it for a while, then said with a wry smile: "Uncle didn't add my signal at all."

All the jokes just now failed to make Zhao Xingqiao smile, but this crappy joke made the girl laugh as brightly as a flower.

Zhao Xingqiao reached out and patted Ma Qiangang's little bald head, and said, "This should be a sad script with youthful spirit."

Ma Qiangang endured it for a long time before he said angrily: "It depends on your bad mood, let me touch you!"

"You can't touch it all?"

Zhao Xingqiao laughed out loud, like a crisp wind chime, which was very pleasant.

"Let's go shopping?"

"See wherever you want."

"We came out, we were just shopping. Who knew there was a middle-aged and old man who strongly asked for an extra show!"

Ye Tianchan's smart device popped up with her, and on the light curtain that popped up, the schedule of this Sky Martial Arts Competition was a little regretful.

In the world's six most famous events, Monica has won the championship in three events, almost sweeping away all contemporary warriors.

Ye Tianchan did not have such a brilliant record.

It’s not because he lost because he was not talented, but because he was too young. He was over ten years younger than Daheitian.

At the age of 38, Ye Tianchan also lost the qualification to challenge the world's martial saint because these people were not worthy of him at all.

"I haven't had any experience in winning the championship in six major international events! Now I'm going to participate in the competition, even if I win the championship, it's not a glory. I'll only be said to bully the young by the big one. I'm obviously the younger one."

"It's a pity that Ma Qiangang is still short of fire!"

"This time, I'll just operate the black box to add a little fame to him."

"Five years later, my students will definitely stand upright on Sky Island and declare themselves the king of martial arts."

Ye Tianchan was thinking about himself, and an image of a kind-hearted old bald head popped up.

"Have Ma Qiangang not yet cultivated the Vajra Ruyi muscle to the thirty level?"

"Old principal!"

Ye Tianchan replied calmly: "He has cultivated the Vajra Ruyi muscle to the twenty-sixth level."

"As you said, the last few layers need to be polished by himself and tempered his martial will! So I didn't help."

“It’s a bit regretful.”

"Otherwise, if we combine the three methods of Ma Qiangang and practice them into the alien glutinous meridian, we will put them in the martial arts meeting, and the publicity effect will definitely be first-class."

"Old principal!"

"Will the University of Space Shaolin Temple be willing?"

The old principal said proudly: "Who made them not have the God of Martial Arts?"

"We have two martial gods in Tianchan Temple University."
Chapter completed!