"Um."

"Okay, I get it."

After a few simple replies, Xiao Shun hung up the phone.

Immediately, he put down his cell phone and looked up at Cao Wanqing, who was still feeling a little embarrassed and angry.

"I'm going out later, you can arrange whatever you want."

Cao Wanqing originally wanted to ask him what he was doing.

But then I thought about it, it seemed that it was obviously inappropriate to ask about the other party’s private affairs in my current identity.

She had nodded in discomfort.

After breakfast, Xiao Shun picked up his coat and pushed the door and left.

Half an hour later.

Songjiang Wushu Co-organizer Office.

This may be a mistake now.

After all, this place has become the "Xinwu Alliance" office, and the Wushu Association is just a waste of yesterday.

This time, Xiao Shun walked into the conference room unimpeded, and no one stopped him during this period.

Everyone along the way should respectfully call "Zhao Alliance Leader" to show respect.

It was only eight o'clock in the morning, and the conference room was crowded with people, and Xiao Shun arrived late.

As soon as he stepped into the conference room, the people inside stood up to greet him, shouting three words in a neat manner.

"Zhao Alliance Leader!"

Seeing this, Xiao Shun nodded and slowly walked to the top of the round table.

Looking around everyone, he smiled slightly and said, "People, please sit down!"

After saying that, he took the lead in sitting on the chair.

Seeing Xiao Shun like this, the rest of the people dared to sit down.

"Zheng Xiao, the people present today are all warriors from all walks of life in Songjiang, including some martial arts schools and sects. Except for some casual cultivators who did not participate, almost everyone came!"

Ye Nantian sat next to Xiao Shun and briefly introduced some strangers present.

Xiao Shun nodded and wrote his name in his heart.

After a brief understanding, Xiao Shun began his opening remark today.

"Everyone, in the future, my Wu League commander Songjiang will definitely not treat you badly. I believe Mr. Ye has already talked about my previous plan with you. In the near future, this place will be the second largest management area of ​​my Wu League, and its development will definitely not disappoint everyone's expectations!"

"Since we have appeared here, it has shown that we have absolute trust in Alliance Leader Xiao. Our Songjiang is a group. In the future, we will definitely sacrifice our heads and blood for the Martial Alliance. We just hope that the Martial Alliance will not kill the donkey like the Martial Alliance!"

The speaker is the owner of a martial arts hall in Songjiang, named Fu Sancai.

Xiao Shun nodded heavily and said with a sincere expression.

"The Master Fu has been worried too much. I led the Martial Arts Alliance to overthrow the Martial Arts Association in order to give the warriors a bright future. This is my belief that I have always implemented!"

Fu Sancai smiled slightly: "Since that's the case, we have no other intentions!"

"There is no different heart!"

The rest of the people agreed.

It can be seen that Fu Sancai's status in Songjiang's warriors is definitely no lower than that of the leader Ye Nantian. Since he has set an example in person, Xiao Shun has completely relieved.

After all, he will vigorously develop Songjiang next.

If someone disobeys the situation, the work will inevitably be difficult to start. Now that everyone is united, he has no worries in his heart.

The oath-taking ceremony was held very smoothly. The Wu League took over the work of the Wu League, and the curtain came to an end in a peaceful atmosphere without swords and shadows.

At this time, there were only three people left in the conference room.

Xiao Shun, Ye Nantian and Jiang Jian.

Jiang Jian briefly reported on the negotiations he had at He Tianlong's house last night, and his expression seemed a little ugly.

After all, this is the first project that Alliance Leader Xiao explained to him. Unexpectedly, he would end up with such a result, which made Jiang Jian feel a little embarrassed with an old face!

"That's how things happened. I really have no right to approve the price He Tianlong finally offered, so in the end, I can only let Alliance Leader Xiao weigh the price!"

After saying that, Jiang Jian looked up at Xiao Shun beside him, waiting for the other party's decision.

"After 500 million yuan in management fees, is Wumeng's profit in Songjiang twenty percent?"

Xiao Shun said to himself, and a disdainful smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"They really think I'm easy to bully!"

Seeing this, Ye Nantian couldn't help asking, "Zhao Alliance Leader, what do you mean?"

"Since He Tianlong asked me to come over and talk to him in person, then I'm as he wished!"

Xiao Shun smiled unfathomablely, but there was a hint of playfulness in his smile.

Jiang Jian had a deep experience and a vicious look. Seeing the smile on Xiao Shun's face, he suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart and quickly persuaded him.

"President Xiao, you have to think twice. If you really want to make a grudge with the people from the management office, our Wu Alliance will probably encounter obstacles everywhere when it develops. After all, Songjiang is under their control now!"

"If these bed bugs are obsessed with it, it's not my turn to deal with them. There will naturally be someone on their behalf, haha!"

Xiao Shun smiled disconcerted and added: "But I think it doesn't matter if I go over and meet him. I always have to deal with him anyway!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Nantian and Jiang Jian looked at each other, and both had a guess in their hearts.

Could it be that there is someone above the leader of the Xiao League?

Soon, both of them laughed slightly and saw a positive answer in each other's eyes.

If the "New Martial Alliance" really had no support, how could it be as far as today? I guess I can't find out how many times it has been destroyed by the Wushu Association!

In addition, when Lei Yang's "Qingtian Martial Arts School" was established, a mysterious man once brought a group of young children to him, and this man also served as the vice principal of the martial arts school.

According to the roadside news agency, the vice principal named Song seems to be a big shot in the capital. No one can tell me how big it is!

Although Ye Nantian and Jiang Jian are in Songjiang, a city more than a thousand kilometers away from Leiyang, they have also heard a lot of things happening there.

At the same time, Songjiang Management Office and the Courtyard of Senior Officials.

He Tianlong sat on the dining table holding a newspaper and drinking a bowl of soy milk, looking very leisurely.

"dad!"

Behind him, his son He Junxian's voice came. He nodded faintly, shook the newspaper in the book, and said casually: "Come here for breakfast!"

After a while, there was one more person beside He Tianlong.

Suddenly, he sniffed, as if he smelled a faint smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

He said with a strange sound, He Tianlong put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at his son.

Suddenly, he slapped the table angrily: "Who did it!?"

He Junxian patted his legs in the cast and said two words with anger: "Xiao Shun!"

"hiss!"

He Tianlong gasped, his expression seemed very surprising. He didn't know why his son had formed a bond with such a reckless man.

But none of these matters. What matters is that his son has been beaten up now, and he, a father, must not ignore things.
Chapter completed!