Chapter 102： complain

The entrance of the city government office building.

Two Pixiu more than one meter high, one on the left and one on the right, are placed at the entrance.

There is a height difference of several meters between the entrance and the square, and there are more than ten steps in between.

Thirty warriors walked together in three or five and walked down the steps in the center.

Some looked relaxed and chatted and laughed with their friends around them, while others showed a bitter face and complained to the people next to them.

Ren Pingsheng's strength overwhelmed all martial artists at the scene. Although the person who was named was extremely reluctant, but his arms could not twist his thighs, he finally obeyed the arrangement.

"Lei Bojun, why are you so frowning? Your strength is among the best in our group." An Yuhong asked with a smile.

"I'm not worried about the beast tide, it's the problem of my two disciples." Lei Bojun frowned and said solemnly.

"Oh? Let's hear it." An Yuhong became interested.

Over the years, she has been teased by other museum owners because of Liu Qingqing's affairs.

In addition, she cares about face very much, so even if she is wrong, she has always let Liu Qingqing stay in the martial arts gym.

Hearing that there was a problem with the disciple at Tongji Fist Gym, I felt a lot better in an instant.

"Hey! At our age, there is basically no hope of continuing breakthroughs in martial arts." Lei Bojun paused for a while and said with emotion.

"That's true." An Yuhong nodded.

"In recent years, the thing I care most about is to smoothly transition the Tongji Fist gym to the next gym owner, but none of the disciples can see hope in a short period of time, and there are still internal contradictions." Lei Bojun Sighed.

"Isn't it good to go with the flow? It's so easy to find a qualified heir." An Yuhong covered her mouth and smiled, "My Liuyun Sword Museum is not as good as you, I don't even have a prospective martial artist, at least you still have a prospective martial artist. Wu Yunsheng."

"If you don't enter the realm of a warrior, you are still ordinary after all. How much difference is there between being a quasi-warrior and not being a quasi-warrior." Lei Bojun shook his head.

"That being said, there is still some hope." An Yuhong comforted.

The two of you said one sentence to another, and when we got to the back, there was a bit of mutual complaint.

In a small city like East Lake City, it is indeed difficult to find a single person in the martial arts realm for several years. The most important thing for the major martial arts halls and martial artist families is to cultivate an heir who can bear the burden.

But when the manpower is poor, there are many forces that have not been able to cultivate a qualified heir for more than ten years or even twenty years, especially in small cities.

Once the pillar of the older generation passes away, the successor is not strong enough, just like the Li family in the south of the city, it becomes a piece of fat meat, attracting all parties to watch.

Chen Yiming glanced over and saw thirty warriors coming out, he quickly hid.

Thirty warriors gathered together, and he didn't dare to peep at random, otherwise it would be easy to be noticed.

"What happened? How could so many martial artists be gathered together?" Chen Yiming wondered in his heart.

Although he didn't know most of the thirty people, judging from the breath they showed and the expressions they showed when they talked to each other, they were definitely people of the same level.

Almost the entire Donghu City's martial artist power was summoned to the city government office building.

Such a situation is extremely unusual, making Chen Yiming not dare to act rashly.

"It seems that the idea of ​​sneak attacking Lei Bojun can only be abandoned temporarily. Let's observe it for a while." Chen Yiming made a decision in his heart.

After thinking about it, he quickly left.

…

The moon sets, the sun rises.

A new day has come.

Chen Yiming went to the company first in the morning. He observed the situation around several detective offices in the commercial street for a while. Compared with other companies in the same industry, he found that his company was on the right track.

After a brief observation, Chen Yiming entered the store.

The store was noisy, and the sofa was full of customers who came to inquire about the price.

Shen Jia, who was recruited by Chen Yiming from his old club, was leading a few beauties at the front desk to answer customers one by one.

Chen Yiming directly called Shi Changyi and Wei Chaoyuan to a closed room inside.

After closing the door, Shi Changyi was full of excitement and took the lead in saying, "Boss, we succeeded."

"I saw it too." Chen Yiming nodded.

He directly shot Fei Scorpion Gang Zhou Weidong and seriously injured it, which made the company famous in Donghu City. Many colleagues came to invest, and the company's business naturally flourished.

Wei Chaoyuan was much calmer and asked, "The boss came over suddenly, what do you want to explain?"

"I've already broken through to the realm of a quasi-warrior. In the future, when you recruit people, you can release this news." Chen Yiming said calmly with his face as usual.

"Really? That's perfect." Shi Changyi clenched his fists and said, "I'm discussing with my father that part of the business will be handed over to our company. He has been refusing our company's lack of strength. This time there is no reason."

"Yes, you can handle the specific business of the company, spend money when you need to spend money, and expand when you need to expand." Chen Yiming replied, "I know who performs well, and UU Reading will give you a big surprise in the future. ."

A quasi-martial artist, only in the realm of dozens of warriors in East Lake City, is strong enough to support a large company.

And Chen Yiming is confident that the company's expansion speed will not catch up with his level of improvement.

So there is no need to worry about the company being suppressed and annexed by other large groups after it grows in size.

At this moment, Shen Jia suddenly knocked on the door and walked in, her face hurried with a hint of worry.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yiming asked when he saw this.

"Boss, Su Xiuming came to you suddenly, and I saw that he looked a little bad." Shen Jia approached and whispered.

Chen Yiming nodded, opened the door and went straight out.

In the hall, Su Xiuming sat alone on the sofa, and the customer who came to consult before has long disappeared.

Su Xiuming was a disciple of Lin Yixuan's faction. At this time, he was wearing a martial arts training uniform and his eyes were cold.

"If you have something to say quickly, don't get in the way of my company's customers." Chen Yiming looked down at the other party and said directly.

Even if it's a fellow apprentice brother, if the other side doesn't give him face, he doesn't need to give him face.

Just a clown who has undergone seven physical transformations. He thinks he is right with the future owner of the museum, so he doesn't care about other classmates who are about to leave the martial arts hall.

When Su Xiuming heard the words, his face changed slightly, and he could vaguely see bulging veins on his forehead.

"You have to remember that as long as you don't officially leave the martial arts hall for one day, you are still a disciple of the martial arts hall." He said solemnly, "Senior Brother has an important announcement, you hurry to the martial arts hall."

After speaking, the person turned around and left.

From beginning to end, Su Xiuming did not explain more to Chen Yiming.