super ambiguous

Liao Xiaohui officially joined the Wufeng Group, and Yang Xie offered her a high salary.

After all, Liao Xiaohui has a lot of work experience, and she is pretty. Although her style is a bit out of the ordinary, as a manager of the public relations department, their appearance is naturally one of the assets. Sometimes, if you want business, you need to make sacrifices. .

Yang Xie's request surprised Liao Xiaohui. Her previous company made her desperately accept orders, and even hinted that as long as the customer requested, she would accompany those who should accompany her. Although Liao Xiaohui did not reject friendly matches, for this pure interest exchange She was extremely disgusted, so she jumped out to find another way out.

Is your own bottom line the bottom line of Wufeng Group?

Liao Xiaohui's eyes shone brightly. If Mr. Yang had one heart and one heart, wouldn't such a company be exactly what he dreamed of?

Yang Xie didn't stay in the Wufeng Group for too long, and left after confirming Liao Xiaohui's position. He didn't go back to school, and went directly to the Black Flame Gang.

Yang Xie still found Zeng Dafa at the Haima Nightclub. He had found all the medicinal materials and selected the candidates. He had contacted Yang Xie yesterday, so Yang Xie came here today.

Seeing twenty young men standing in a row, Yang Xie nodded and said, "I won't talk nonsense, starting today, you will be the sharp blades of the Black Flame Gang, do you have confidence?"

"Yes!" These people had already received Song Tingtang's instructions, and they yelled quite loudly. They were all eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were full of vigor. For the red sticks in other gangs...

Under Yang Xie's signal, Song Tingtang threw a few wooden sticks that had been prepared long ago on the ground and made a heavy sound. Everyone looked at these wooden sticks curiously. Isn't this just what they usually use for group battles? time weapon?A solid wooden stick, one strike is accurate...

"What's your name?"

Yang Xie called out a young man in the middle with a smile on his face. The young man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked energetic.

"Mr. Yang, just call me Gangzi."

Yang Xie's position in the Black Flame Gang is aloof, so he simply asked these younger brothers to call him Mr. Yang, but everyone knows that the Black Flame Gang is actually headed by Yang Xie, but no one has any overreaction After all, the news that Yang Xie fought against Niu Tianxin's gunmen alone was deliberately released by Zeng Dafa.

The low-level gangsters in the gang especially worshiped the strong, so for Yang Xie, these twenty guys naturally admired Yang Xie.

"See if these sticks are similar to what you usually use?"

Gangzi obediently walked forward, weighed them carefully, and knocked on the floor, saying: "It's the same, these are the ones Hall Master Song used a few days ago."

Yang Xie gave Song Tingtang a sideways look, and Song Tingtang grinned: "A few days ago, I went to clean up some scattered gangs."

Yang Xie nodded, stood there casually, and said, "Gangzi, come at me."

Gangzi was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened in surprise, and Song Tingtang shouted immediately: "What a fool, Mr. Yang tells you to hit you, you think you can beat Mr. Yang at your level, Mr. Yang It's not brain-dead!"

Yang Xie: "..."

Gangzi picked up the stick, he was afraid that if he said a few more words, Hall Master Song would say even more weird words, and then he would be ashamed...

Gritting his teeth, Gangzi threw the wooden stick directly on Yang Xie's back, only to hear a bang, Gangzi was shocked back a few steps, Yang Xie turned around, a little helpless, he practiced Chaos Tyrant Physical Judgment, I originally wanted Gangzi to smash it hard, breaking the wooden stick to frighten these people, who knew that Gangzi was not strong enough...

Yang Xie simply picked up the stick on the ground, tied his hands together as a knife, and chopped it down. The stick was cut into two pieces, and Yang Xie casually broke it and threw it aside.

"What I want to say is, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can do it too!"

Looking at the stunned crowd, Yang Xie's lightly tossing down such a sentence was much more shocking than him shouting a hundred slogans.

After dismissing everyone, Yang Xie called Song Tingtang into the office, and Song Tingtang looked at Yang Xie with a glint in his eyes: "Mr. Yang, are you practicing the golden bell?"

Yang Xie couldn't help laughing. Stupid human beings already know the golden bell cover, but it's hard to explain it to Song Tingtang, so how could he know what Chaos Tyrant Body Art is?

"Almost, Lao Song, you also know that I still have to pick up girls. I don't have much time, and it's impossible to teach so many people by hand, so I will only teach you one. You have learned to teach them."

Song Tingtang nodded solemnly, and said, "Mr. Yang, is it the same as what is said in the novel, not to spread?"

"That's right, you also read novels?" Yang Xie looked curious, Song Tingtang is so old, still read novels?

Song Tingtang nodded and sighed, "Let's keep pace with the times."

Yang Xie couldn't help laughing, and took out a booklet from his pocket. This is another exercise he took out from "Magic Sha", called "Tao Demon Golden Body Art", these are only the first-level exercises. Naturally, it is impossible for these people to pass on consciousness like vm, so Yang Xie can only work hard to copy by hand.

"Old Song, practice hard, you can do it." Yang Xie said with a smile, Song Tingtang is still to his liking, so Yang Xie doesn't mind making him stronger.

Song Tingtang nodded vigorously, looking at the booklet with a solemn expression.

Yang Xie left the Haima Nightclub after instructing some precautions. The Black Flame Gang still needs to grow, so it will not benefit him much for the time being. When these twenty young men grow up, it will not be far from sweeping the entire Rongcheng up.

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When Yang Xie returned to the dormitory, there was no one in the dormitory, but the dormitory next door was full of fun, and Guo Qiming's laughter could be heard occasionally.

Yang Xie slipped over, but saw Guo Qiming and the two people in the dormitory next door bragging, and it was hard for him, Lu Dejin ran to the hospital every day, and Li Shenghua and Ling Wei were also tired of being together all day, and he was like a dragon. Yes, only Guo Qiming had nothing to do, which caused him to mingle with other people in the dormitory.

"Oh, I think I was a grass-level figure in high school, but unfortunately I was too young and ignorant." Liu Chenchen shook his head and sighed, and said, "One time after evening self-study, there was a beautiful girl in my class by the side of the road. After drinking the juice, she actually said she was drunk and asked me to take her home, do you know what I said?"

"How to say?"

"I said, what the hell are you playing with me? You'll get drunk even after drinking fruit juice? Hurry up and go home, don't delay my study..."

Guo Mintie also sighed: "Who said it wasn't? After the college entrance examination, someone proposed to go to karaoke after dinner, but my ex-girlfriend in high school said she didn't want to go tired. If she wants to go home, let me see her off. Nima Yes, I want karaoke, so I took a taxi and took her to the gate of her community, I didn’t get off the car, and then went back to the karaoke place, Nima karaoke all night, now I want to come, dead I have my heart..."

The three of them sighed together again.

Finally, Guo Qiming said quietly: "I met a female netizen the day before yesterday and drank some wine together. The female netizen told me that the drink was very happy and she wanted to sleep on my shoulder at night. In a hurry, I slapped him across the face, Ma De, said that there are three cases of dry wine, whoever pays will pay, and now I regret that I want to eat the king's meal, is it dead?"

Yang Xie: "..."

Well, the IQ of those years...

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