In the eyes of Yuan Zhenren, his proposal is already very considerate to Zhang Yu. I love to sleep on my mobile phone and make so much money in a year. If you take out some, it’s all done. You are not my Baimei Palace without being the Taoist temple. If you make so much money, someone will definitely be thinking about it. Now you are justified in attacks, can’t you see the situation?

It is indeed a bit too much for Zhenren Lu to ask for 40%, but this kind of thing can be negotiated, just about the same thing. You have no intention of discussing at all, which is too unpretentious.

If Zhang Yu had not helped Baimei Palace before, Zhenren Yuan would have hoped to stand on the side of Zhenren Lu and force Zhang Yu to submit on the spot.

Zhang Yu is in a dilemma now and is also complaining in his heart.

Fortunately, he immediately remembered one thing, that is, Wen Qiong said that if he could become a red-top businessman, his company would not be in conflict in the securities market. As for the small matter of the Taoist Association, the government naturally had a way to settle it.

I still remember the last time the deputy mayor in charge of religious affairs came to Baimei Palace, even if it was Zhenren Yuan, he would give him some face.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu believed that becoming a red-top businessman was urgent.

He said calmly: "Master, I really can't make the decision on this matter alone, otherwise, I will give me a few days to go back and discuss it."

Yuan Zhenren nodded and said loudly: "It is indeed a bit difficult for Zhang Yu to agree to this matter on the spot. After all, the company is not the final word for him. I think this is the case, give him a few days to go back and discuss it."

This is already the greatest help to Zhang Yu. When the people in the audience heard that they would give Zhang Yu a few days to go back to discuss, they were a little reluctant, but Yuan Zhenren is the president and controls the power of Zhenhai City to grant the sect. Who dares to offend her?

The people of Zhengyi Sect naturally had nothing to say, but someone from Quanzhen Sect asked: "How many days is it exactly? That's it, what's the end of the day?"

"Ahem! Ahem!"

Before the second old man below could finish his speech, Lu Zhenren on the stage started to cough heavily.

The old Taoist was also tactful and quickly shut up.

Zhenren Lu understood that this was already the greatest help from Zhenren Yuan to Zhang Yu. If he had gone again, he would not be able to explain to the people from Zhengyi Sect.

But if the Quanzhen Sect people get into trouble and chatter with Yuan Zhenren, and make Yuan Zhenren angry, they will probably rise to the battle between Quanzhen Sect and Zhengyi Sect. That will be a stolen thing.

This is the difference between Zhang Yu. He is also strong and Baimei Palace is rich, but no one dares to make rash decisions in front of Zhenren Yuan.

Because this is not only the Taoist Dharma, but also the foundation of the White Eyebrow Palace, which is also the part that White Eyebrow Palace has fears.

Zhenren Lu smiled and said, "What Fellow Daoist Lu is right. I was really a little anxious just now. I just don't know, how many days will I give to Fellow Daoist Zhang to discuss?"

"At three days, just hold the Taoist conference again based on three days, and a result will be determined at that time!" said Yuan Zhenren.

"Okay!" Master Lu nodded immediately and said, "It's up to three days!"

"After meeting!" Yuan Zhenren stood up, turned around and left.

The people in the Baimei Palace sitting on the stage stood up and left with them.

Zhenren Lu glanced at Zhenren Yuan who was leaving the table, looked at Zhang Yu again, stood up with a smile, and went down from the other side.

His purpose was achieved.

Zhang Yu felt resentful, and he stood up and walked downstairs helplessly.

Today he discovered that although Wudang Taoist Temple looks strong and Zhang Yu's Taoist Dharma looks profound, these are all appearances and do not represent true status and strength. The gap between Wudang Taoist Temple and Baimei Palace is still very big.

After leaving the conference hall and leaving Baimei Palace, Zhang Yu took a car to the Zhendong District Government.

He had lunch halfway through, and called Wen Qiong and notified him. When he arrived at the district government, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

A secretary was waiting at the door and picked up Zhang Yu to the district mayor's office.

The secretary didn't even enter the house. After Zhang Yu went in, she knew the truth and closed the door.

"Auntie." Zhang Yu smiled and said hello mischievously.

"What's the monkey boy?" Wen Qiong stood up and wanted to make a joke with Zhang Yu, but then he found something was wrong.

What a person she is? Observing words and expressions is a strong point, and she can find that Zhang Yu has something to do at a glance.

"Come here to sit." Wen Qiong immediately pointed to the sofa. After the two of them sat down, she said softly: "What's wrong?"

"I am anxious to become a red-topped businessman now. Auntie, is that matter settled?" Zhang Yu said, shook his head gently, and then briefly said what happened at the Taoist temporary conference.

After listening to Zhang Yu's story, Wen Qiong asked: "Is that Taoist association, just an ordinary association, very important?"

"If my Taoist temple wants to survive in Zhenhai City, I will never withdraw from the Taoist Association. It is indeed useless for ordinary people, but it is very important for those who practice Taoism. Once the Taoist temple is expelled by the Taoist association, the Taoist temple will be over and may be banned." Zhang Yu said seriously.

"So that's how it is." Wen Qiong nodded and said, "Wait a moment, I'll call you and ask you. See if the problem can be solved through the government. Those little fish and shrimp dare to act rashly, and they really have turned against them!"

After saying that, Wen Qiong stood up, walked to the desk, grabbed the cell phone above, and quickly dialed a phone number.

When the phone was answered, Wen Qiong started chatting with the people on the phone, mainly about the Taoist association.

She used to not care about such associations. The people on the phone were obviously very familiar with this. After chatting for a while, then the call ended.

Wen Qiong returned to Zhang Yu and sat down and said, "I have figured out the matter of your Taoist Association. As you said, these people are jealous of you making money and want to get a share of the pie. President Yuan and President Lu are not small in strength, and they give each other face to the government. Many leaders have to ask them to help them become mages and look at Feng Shui. Over the years, they will have to accumulate a lot of connections. If these people are determined to remove your Wudang Taoist Temple, then no one can stop them in Zhenhai. Unless the mayor comes forward in person, how could the mayor take care of such things?"

"So, I was in a hurry to get the title of that red-topped businessman." Zhang Yu said.

"It's probably not enough to be a red-topped businessman alone." Wen Qiong said.

"The red-topped businessman is not enough?" Zhang Yu was surprised.

"Because this is the business of your Taoist association, and the government is not particularly convenient for them to come forward. Besides, what people say is reasonable and well-founded is just a matter of doing stocks and making a sound statement, which is obviously something that can be settled with money. How do you ask the government to come forward?" Wen Qiong said.

"If I say this, can I just swallow my anger and give it money? In this way, if they grasp my soft spots, they will definitely become more serious in the future." Zhang Yu said anxiously.
Chapter completed!