Wang Lin originally looked aggrieved, so what he said seemed reasonable. Qi Qiaoqiao was silent for a moment and asked Fang Xiguan: "What do you think?"
Before Fang Xiguan could speak, Wang Lin said, "Is it possible that I will wrongly accuse my head teacher?"
"I think what Wang Tianshi said should be true." Fang Xiguan thought. After searching for a while, he said, "With the old Tianshi's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to take away the things from the ancient ruins without being discovered. Wang Tianshi is taking the blame for his senior brother." Qi Qiaoqiao thought for a while, and finally said: "Then you go back to Qingyun Mountain with us, confront your senior brother, and ask him to return the things."
Wang Lin sighed and said even more aggrievedly: "Xiao Qi, aren't you hurting me? I will confront my senior brother when I go back to the mountain. Even if you get the things back, I will still be beaten to death by him? Anyway, this is the fact. You want something?" Xi, go up the mountain by yourself and let him go. I won't go up the mountain in the past few decades. I fell out with him." Qi Qiaoqiao suddenly didn't know what to do. If the things weren't with Wang Lin, she wouldn't be able to do anything.
Fang Xiguan had no choice but to say, "Let's tell Yang Chu about this matter. After all, Zhengyi is also a well-known and upright sect, and he has made a lot of contributions to the country. The Heavenly Master has a good relationship with Yang Chu, so just let the two of them talk. There is no need to break up."
"You go and do it." Qi Qiaoqiao ignored it and said to Lu Yin, "Let's go and get started."
Lu Yin didn't say much, closed the bookstore door directly, and followed them towards the east gate with Wang Lin. .
Midway, Lu Yin did not forget to send a message to Bai Weiwei: "I went out to eat, are you coming to the store later?"
Bai Weiwei quickly replied to WeChat: "Are you going to Sister Ye's house? I heard that your grandpa passed away?" Lu Yin was speechless for a moment. Ye Qingqing told Bai Weiwei that she was Lu Yin's cousin. After all, Ye Long was really his grandpa.
Grandpa died. He didn't wear mourning clothes and ate hot pot with others outside?
It doesn't make sense...
As expected, if you tell a lie, you have to tell hundreds of lies to get it right.
Lu Yin simply sent a message back to Bai Weiwei: "I'm not her cousin. She said nonsense. I went to Ye's house yesterday and I'm outside now."
After a few minutes, Bai Weiwei replied: "Then you can stay alone at night. Want to go to the store? I want to go and pay my respects to Grandpa Ye. Sister Ye is very kind to me. "
"You can go." Lu Yin didn't say anything more. Guests were not invited to the funeral. If Bai Weiwei was interested, wouldn't he let them go?
Lu Yin put down his mobile phone and went to the old self-service hotpot at the entrance of the East Gate of Shanghai University of Finance and Economics.
Before entering the door, I found that there were more than thirty cultivators gathered inside.
All the immortal cultivators in the entire school are here.
59 One guest, no pot fee for three or more people, drinks and designated beers are free.
Lu Yin had actually discovered such a store a long time ago. He had been thinking that if he went to eat in this store, the boss would probably suffer a lot, but out of benevolence, he never went in.
After entering the store, Qi Qiaoqiao and Lu Yin found a table and sat down.
The table in the hot pot restaurant is a large round table that can seat eight to ten people. The immortal cultivators have gathered around four tables, including Han Defa. When he saw Qi Qiaoqiao, he immediately got up and came to her table, but he looked at Lu Yin with a somewhat unkind look.
As for the other immortal cultivators, they secretly looked at Qi Qiaoqiao's table but did not dare to come over.
"We'll get our own." Fang Xiguan rubbed his hands and then went to get the food.
Lu Yin and Qi Qiaoqiao were also idle, taking what they liked to eat.
Qi Qiaoqiao was a carnivore. After walking around in a circle, he came back with seven or eight plates of various meats.
Beauty, you might as well eat before you take it away, beauty. If we can’t finish it, the remaining dishes will be charged at 15 yuan per catty. We’d better not waste them. “I can finish it!” Qi Qiaoqiao was sure.
Lu Yin didn’t get much, because he is still relatively benevolent and righteous, he is a four-table immortal cultivator!
If these Immortal Cultivators were to eat openly, the boss would probably shed tears today.
Lu Yin took a look and saw that the four tables of people looked as if they had escaped from famine. The dishes brought to each table were piled high.
After the hot pot was opened, the dishes were put into the pot and had just been cooked. They were all taken out in less than a minute, and they were devoured one by one, looking very ferocious.
"Waiter, bring us two cases of beer, don't pay for the one." I don't know who started it, but these cultivators started asking for beer.
The boss stood at the counter and didn't panic when he saw this group of people taking so many dishes.
There are more than 30 people, and they have to charge more than 2,000 yuan in total. What do they think of these vegetables?
The owner dared to open this self-service hot pot restaurant, and he was never afraid that the customers would be able to eat it.
Especially they asked for beer.
After drinking, how much more can you eat?
Especially when he saw Lu Yin's table, he smiled even more.
A pretty little girl, a gentle-looking boy, and a middle-aged man who looked very elegant asked for a portion of pickles, and then started eating the pickles with rice. They didn’t even bother to use their chopsticks to eat the vegetables in the pot.
There were five people in total, but they took food for at least seven or eight strong men.
It’s a ghost if you can finish it.
"Give us two boxes of beer, too." Fang Xiguan shouted.
The boss laughed and drank? This table is a sure profit.
Half an hour has passed.
The boss was dumbfounded, staring at Lu Yin's table with a cigarette in his mouth, the cigarette trembling in the corner of his mouth.
How much can a pretty little girl eat?
The cigarette in the corner of the boss's mouth has burned to the end, and a long line of white ashes fell down. He has begun to doubt his life.
In just half an hour, he saw Qi Qiaoqiao taking almost forty plates of meat. The middle-aged man was still eating white rice, but this was already the thirtieth bowl. The boss counted this very clearly, because he was only slightly interested at first. How many bowls can a person who eats white rice in a self-service hot pot restaurant eat?
The boss put the cigarette butt into the ashtray and took a deep breath. It should be almost done.
"Waiter, bring two more boxes of wine!" Fang Xiguan has been drinking, blowing bottles with the three tables of immortal cultivators. He already has ten boxes.
The boss has never seen this person go to the toilet.
Are kidneys so good?
The only low-key Lu Yin is a good person. He doesn't eat too much, but what he eats is almost enough to make back his money.
He and the boss looked at each other and couldn't help but sympathize with the boss, so he silently put down his chopsticks.
Looking at the boss's appearance, he must have lost all his money today.
"Everyone, from now on, Sister Qi will be the director of our sub-district office. Please take care of us and try not to make things difficult for us." Fang Xiguan drank wine with the immortal cultivators and began to talk to them about future work issues.
The immortal cultivators were really stupid. They were invited to have a meal today just to give face to the Thirteenth Department. In other words, no one dared not to come after being invited by Qi Qiaoqiao.
In the past, when Chen Chu was here, their lives were pretty good. Now that they heard that Qi Qiaoqiao was appointed as the director of the sub-district office, these people immediately panicked.
"Director Fang, I wonder how Director Chen is doing these days?"
Fang Xiguan drank a bottle of wine with a red face, and chuckled: "Chen Chu has retired, and now his work is also presided over by Sister Qi."
Fuck!
A group of immortal cultivators collectively felt chills running down their backs. In fact, they all still held on to a glimmer of hope.
I hope Qi Qiaoqiao will only serve as the director of this mission. But according to Fang Xiguan's intention, Qi Qiaoqiao will be in charge of the thirteen offices from now on.
Is this a bit too harsh?
Finally someone understood that this matter was a foregone conclusion, and came over to toast Qi Qiaoqiao with a wine glass in hand: "Director Gu, please take good care of me in the future. I promise to abide by the law, keep my integrity, and never cause you any trouble."
Qi Qiaoqiao picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, saying, "This is best, I don't want to beat you up."
The immortal cultivator smiled bitterly. After toasting three glasses of wine, he drank with Han Defa and Lu Yin. Wang Lin replaced the wine with tea and drank some.
Immediately afterwards, all the immortal cultivators lined up to offer wine to Qi Qiaoqiao. Qi Qiaoqiao also welcomed all who came, drinking and eating without stopping.
Generally speaking, this meal was quite enjoyable.
Hand Defa sat next to Lu Yin, leaned his head and whispered: "Boy, you have hurt me enough."
Lu Yin looked like I didn't know anything and said, "What do you mean by that?"
"Did you ask Qi Chu and the others to come here to mess with me yesterday?"
"Director Fang said that if you have anything to do, you can come to him, so I went to him."
"Very good!" As Han Defa said, he stretched out his hand and patted Lu Yin's thigh. He had listened to Qi Qiaoqiao's order to test whether Lu Yin was a cultivator. A little force should not be too much.
Before his hand fell, Wang Lin had already stretched out his hand and gave him a very intimate handshake.
"Huh? This friend is a bit unfamiliar. I haven't met him before, and I didn't introduce him just now." Han Defa looked at Wang Lin and didn't recognize him.
Wang Lin has restrained his cultivation. In Han Defa's view, he is just practicing Qi cultivation.
"My surname is Wang, and I come from Qingyun Mountain." Wang Lin saw that Han Defa had ill intentions towards Lu Yin, but Lu Yin obviously wanted to hide his strength, and he was happy to do this for him.
And he felt that he probably saved Han Defa's life.
How could Senior Su be offended by someone like him?
That is really better than building a seven-level pagoda to save one life!
"Qingyun Mountain?" Han Defa raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "A lay disciple of Tianshi Dao?"
The current image of Wang Lin is definitely difficult for people to think that he is a Celestial Master of Celestial Master Dao.
Moreover, he restrained his aura. Han Defa only thought that he was a lay disciple.
Wang Lin smiled slightly, narrowed his eyes and said, "Wang Lin, a poor man."
Han Defa was stunned. The name seemed a bit familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but a cultivator in the realm of Qi training...
Han Defa had not yet reacted, and said through gritted teeth: "Master Wang, Lu Yin is not your disciple, is he?"
< br/> The two people were sitting on the left and right sides of Lu Yin, holding hands. The posture was a bit strange. Lu Yin simply moved his chair back, then stood up and said, "You guys chat."
Wang Lin glanced at Lu Yin secretly, and could only say to Han Defa: "He is not my apprentice, I just work in a bookstore."
Han Defa had a smile on his face, but said disdainfully: "Don't think that you can scare anyone with the name of Celestial Master. Old man, I'm not afraid of you Celestial Master."<br/>
"Really?" The strength in Wang Lin's hand began to increase a bit.
Han Defa felt very happy. He hadn't even exerted his strength yet. How dare this little guy in the realm of Qi training dare to challenge him?
Lu Yin didn't want to care about these two people, so he simply walked to the bar and smiled at the boss.
The boss handed over a cigarette and said with a sad face: "Brothers, you are not doing some live broadcasting, are you?"
Lu Yin thought for a while, how did the boss know that he was doing live broadcasting?
He hasn’t started broadcasting yet, this boss is quite powerful.
Lu Yin took the cigarette and said, "I am, how did you know?"
"You...really do live broadcasting?" The boss puffed his cigarette twice, with a smile on his face, and said, "Then you can help me promote it, at worst I will charge you less."
In fact, many stores will encounter the kind of big bosses who make food broadcasts. They can support several or even a dozen people and teach the boss how to be a good person.
But these people all have a fan base, and they cannot always eat in one store. Moreover, every time they visit a store, after the video is played, it will also bring traffic and fame to these stores.
Maybe there will be a small loss today, but if you play GG, you will get more than this profit.
"Still charging less?" Lu Yin didn't quite understand this operating model, so he said, "Let's forget it. I think it's not easy for you. Each of us counts 100, a total of four thousand pairs, right?"
The boss waved his hand and said: "No, brother, even if there are 50 people each, make friends with 41 people, and I'll just charge you two thousand dollars."
Is reverse bargaining okay?
But when the boss said to make friends, could it mean that he saw that Lu Yin and the others were all cultivators of immortality?
Lu Yin glanced at the boss, he was just an ordinary person.
After all, from Lu Yin's point of view, there should be no one in the world who can act like a pig and eat the tiger in front of him.
It seems that this boss just likes to make friends and regards money as dirt.
Lu Yin had encountered such a store in the past. If the boss liked someone, he would waive the order with a wave of his hand.
"Thank you very much!" Lu Yin also lit the cigarette handed over by the boss as a courtesy.
"You're welcome, just say more good things about our store." The boss beamed. The boy and the girl looked like they were definitely pretty boys and girls, and they were so good at eating. They must have a lot of fans online. With their publicity, business will definitely get better in the future.
Two or three thousand to make a GG is not a loss no matter how you calculate it!
"Definitely!" Lu Yin nodded. This boss is so generous. He will definitely bring people here to eat often in the future, and he will definitely tell people that this restaurant tastes good and the boss is very nice.
The two were chatting and laughing happily. Lu Yin scanned the QR code and paid two thousand yuan, then exchanged greetings with the boss and went back.
At this time, Han Defa and Wang Lin's hands were still tightly held together.
Hand Defa's face had turned the color of pig liver from suppressing his emotions, but Wang Lin's expression remained as usual, and there was even a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Wang Lin didn't use Qi, but Yuan Ying's Dzogchen was no joke, and their Celestial Master Tao paid great attention to physical training. How could Han Defa be able to beat him simply for strength?
Han Defa has begun to doubt life.
How is it possible? He is a master in the realm of golden elixir, but he can't beat a lay disciple of Zhengyi simply with his hand strength?
And this person is just a Qi practitioner. Even if he has natural divine power, it is impossible for him to be like this, right?
Qi Qiaoqiao was sitting opposite, eating his own food without speaking.
Lu Yin simply sat next to Qi Qiaoqiao and watched the two people's performance. He just wanted to laugh. This Han Defa really didn't know the heights of heaven and earth!
To put it bluntly, it was easy for Wang Lin to defeat ten Han Defa with one hand!