supreme power

Chapter 80 An Old Man with Immortal Style

There was no resentment on Fatty Luo's face. Instead, he leaned forward and grabbed Wang Sen's arm with a smile on his face, "Wang Sen, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would still be here." Can't be President Tang's personal secretary! Haha, you are the noble person in my life!"

"That's right, congratulations!" Wang Sen stretched out his hand, grabbed Fatty Luo's fat hand, which was almost like a pig's trotter, and squeezed it hard, causing Fatty Luo to scream in pain.

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Tang Wanrong took out the 1000 million as liquidated damages, and she planned to add the remaining 300 million to the company's shares in Wang Sen's personal name, and to join the board of directors as a shareholder, so that she could more or less gain some right to speak, but this matter Things need the approval of the board of directors.

"Of the old fellows on the board of directors, only three were my father's old buddies, and the rest were all supported by Tang Ziqiang, who would never listen to my mercy." Tang Wanrong's beautiful eyes were full of worry , "Wang Sen, think of a way."

"If I could figure out a way by drawing a circle on my forehead like Yixiu, I would have become a national treasure." Wang Sen joked, but Tang Wanrong didn't have time to listen to his jokes. Otherwise, how would Tang Ziqiang know about the auction?"

"I doubt it too." Wang Sen frowned. If there was an insider in the company, he and Tang Wanrong were the most suspected, because everything was handled by the two of them.

"But Tang Ziqiang helped us a lot this time. We have to be careful in the future." Wang Sen lit a cigarette, which Tang Ziqiang gave him just now, and was about to put it in his mouth when Tang Wanrong grabbed it and pinched it. Off, "Hate, don't smoke."

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Today is the day for Mr. Du's funeral. The relatives and friends of the Du family gathered together to send Mr. Du off for the last time.

The first time Wang Sen saw Fang Qing in a maroon suit, he hadn't seen her for a few days. Fang Qing changed her usual plain face and began to draw on her eyebrows and eyeliner. Floating with the wind, swaying and graceful, like a delicate peony flower.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Wanrong, who wore a half-sleeved shirt and long trousers, didn't wear makeup. Even if she didn't wear makeup, she would have a high return rate.She has this confidence in herself.

"Of course it's...beautiful." The name Fang Qing turned in Wang Sen's mind several times, but he still didn't have the courage to say it out. This problem can only be healed with time.

"Meeting on the road is better than being separated from the rivers and lakes." Wang Sen muttered to himself, and walked into the venue side by side with Tang Wanrong.

Many children of the Du family had gauze wrapped around their wrists. When they saw Wang Sen approaching, they subconsciously dodged away. The previous conflict made them full of fear for this young man, and they automatically made a way out.

"Wang Sen, you're here, did you bring the check?" Liu Sheng snapped his fingers at Wang Sen, and Wang Sen clasped his fist at him, "Brother Sheng came too early."

"It's a good show today, so naturally we have to come early to occupy a seat!" Liu Sheng laughed, and threw a cigar to Wang Sen. Wang Sen took it, but didn't smoke it. He stretched out his hand to grab the chair and asked Tang Wanrong to sit down. "Let me introduce you. This is the future successor of our Tang Corporation, Ms. Tang Wanrong. This is Mr. Liu Sheng, the chairman of Tianhesheng Group."

"Hello." Tang Wanrong looked at the wickedly handsome Liu Sheng, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out her hand, but Liu Sheng just touched her hand symbolically, as if she was not interested in the stunning beauty in front of her.

Lu Renyi, who was standing behind, stared at Tang Wanrong with a vicious look.

Wang Sen stood behind Tang Wanrong with his hands down, acting as a bodyguard. There were too many people coming and going, but he still saw Fang Weiguo and Tang Ziqiang with his extraordinary eyesight.

Fang Weiguo came over and made a gesture to Wang Sen, and Wang Sen followed out knowingly.

"I know you feel bad about Qing girl, but..." Fang Weiguo apologized to Wang Sen again, "Now her custody is in the hands of her mother, I don't want to interfere too much, you should give up!"

"Fate is over, so there is nothing to say." Wang Sen smiled, Fang Weiguo stretched his brows, and quietly patted Wang Sen on the shoulder, "Come here, I will introduce you."

Fang Weiguo seemed to be very familiar with the middle-aged people present, he greeted repeatedly, walked through the crowd, and came to the seat in the center of the venue. Wang Sen looked up and saw an old man with white beard sitting in the center, Sipping tea leisurely.

"Old Duan, this is my new apprentice named Wang Sen." Fang Weiguo bowed and saluted, the old man with white beard and hair raised his head, looked at Wang Sen, and then at Fang Weiguo, "Weiguo, it's been so many years , you are still living a poor life, and when I see you like this, I feel sorry for you!"

"The old man was joking. Living in peace and happiness is life." Fang Weiguo smiled, "The troubles of being rich and the joys of being poor, I have been used to it for so many years."

"Unfortunately, Wu Qiang is on the verge of death now, this child, if at that time...forget it, let's not talk about it!" Duan Laozhan sighed, and walked in front of Fang Weiguo, "Back then, I thought you and Hui Fen were born together. Yes, this is the intention to match, alas, in the end you are passers-by after all."

"Let him go about the past." Fang Weiguo said sadly, "Wang Sen, why don't you show respect to Mr. Duan?"

Wang Sen respectfully made a fist-cup salute, and then he saw clearly that the old man was dressed in a Tang suit. Although his beard and hair were all white, they were spotlessly white, just like those practitioners with immortal demeanor in the paintings. A breath of fresh air that refreshes the mind.

"What a powerful psychic power!" Rhea stuck out her tongue in surprise, "If we suck up this old man, wow, we can make a lot of money again."

"Wang Sen, what ability do you have to let me, a nephew with high eyesight, be accepted as a disciple?" Elder Duan asked with a smile, and Wang Sen replied with a smile, "I think it's marksmanship!"

"Spearmanship? Spearmanship is the country's lethal weapon. Good marksmanship is not a good thing." Duan Lao said with a hearty smile, "But I have a few plum-blossom darts here, do you want to try it?"

"Plum Blossom Dart?" Wang Sen was taken aback, and Fang Weiguo quickly explained, "Old Duan is a master of martial arts, and his skill in meteor hidden weapons is superb. If you can witness it with your own eyes, it will be considered a blessing for you."

"It seems that this young man doesn't believe in my old man's strength!" Duan Lao looked at Wang Sen's puzzled expression, laughed, lowered his cuffs, and "whoosh" a plum-blossom dart made of fine steel fell from his sleeve It was squeezed firmly by Mr. Duan with two fingers.

"Go!" Duan Lao yelled, and the plum blossom dart in his hand flashed a white light and disappeared.

"Quack, quack!" Wang Sen followed the sound and finally saw the plum blossom dart on a tree ten meters away. The body of the dart was nailed to the tail of a magpie. The magpie was frightened by the sudden attack and flew up. Pieces of feathers fell and fluttered to the ground.

"Oh, I'm getting old, and I can't bear to deal with these beasts anymore." Duan Lao clapped his hands, looked at Wang Sen's surprised expression quite proudly, and sat back on his seat, "Guo Wei, sit with me later." Be there!"

"Okay." Fang Weiguo responded, "By the way, Mr. Duan, why hasn't that boss from the Youth Gang come yet?"