All remarks in the face of absolute strength are self-defeating.

"Okay, Fang Quan, are you interested in accepting me as your apprentice?"

Gao Xinguo asked with red face and rubbed his hands.

You know, Gao Xinguo was stunned by the way that Fang Quan had just watched with his bare hands. He made up his mind to learn that skill from Fang Quan.

"Not interested!"

Fang Quan rolled his eyes and looked at Gao Xinguo, who was immediately bitter.

"Brother Fang Quan, just teach me a few tricks, and you will definitely not suffer any losses."

Gaoxinguo said proudly with a wave of his hand.

"I really won't suffer a loss?"

"real!"

As soon as Gao Xinguo finished speaking, he noticed Fang Quan's strange eyes and immediately said in his heart that he was not good.

"Let me lend your wife for a few years."

"No, no..."

Gao Xinguo complained in his heart. When he heard that Fang Quan actually wanted his modified Hummer, he shook his head like a rattle. He thought for a long time, and then looked like he was reluctant to give up his love.

"Brother Fang Quan, I can only let you open for one month."

Fang Quan looked at Gao Xinguo's heartbroken look and burst into laughter.

When Gao Yingying saw her brother's embarrassment, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Fang Quan left the National Arts Association, and Gao Xinguo was responsible for sending him home.

"Brother Fang Quan, when will we go out for a sprint? Those women who are racing in Longcheng are so excited."

Gao Xinguo smiled at Fang Quan with a mysterious face. He looked dull when he met him. When he was familiar with him, his conversation opened up.

"It will be all right."

At this time, Fang Quan was sitting in the passenger seat, feeling the oil tiger being accelerated continuously, and the violent feeling of pushing back would make ordinary people feel strongly discomfort.

"Slow down, there are so many cars on the road."

Fang Quan felt that the Hummer was accelerating, and in a blink of an eye, the speed had reached 180.

"It's okay, I have a special driver's license in my hand, and it's okay to speed through a red light."

Gaoxinguo smiled and kept the vehicle speed at this speed, and then kept passing through the traffic.

"Or, let's go and sprint together tomorrow night. Then you can try your hand and see how many words you can run at the highest."

Fang Quan smiled. He had nothing to do recently, and he was just thinking about how to make some money.

When Fang Quan returned home, Zhong Ling was cooking lunch in the kitchen. Fang Quan washed his hands and hurried over to help.

"What did you do in the morning?"

Zhong Ling looked at Fang Quan with a resentful look on his face, because Fang Quan had promised Zhong Ling that he would pick her up and drop off to and from get off work every day, but he didn't see Fang Quan at noon today.

Fang Quan looked at Zhong Ling's eyes, and there seemed to be endless attraction inside, which made him unable to extricate himself.

He scratched his head and said, "My friend asked me to help."

Zhong Ling nodded. She also saw that Fang Quan had also started to work hard these days recently. He didn't want to be so idle as before. As for what Fang Quan did, Zhong Ling would not ask, as long as Fang Quan did not do anything illegal or disorderly.

"I clearly agreed to pick me up every day when I go to and from work."

Fang Quan was a little angry when he saw Zhong Ling, so he quickly apologized.

"Okay, I'll spare you today."

Zhong Ling's eyes turned into a moon, very beautiful. She looked at Fang Quan's embarrassment and she couldn't bear to make things difficult for him anymore.

Fang Quan made a stir-fried beef for Zhong Ling in the evening as a plea. Because Zhong Ling likes to eat beef the most, he specially added a lot of spiritual energy to the beef. At present, Zhong Ling has already opened up a dantian. To be precise, he is a person in the cultivation world. There is some spiritual energy in the dantian, so that he can cycle and continuously nourish Zhong Ling's body.

After dinner, Fang Quan went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks with great courage.

"You gave me a massage yesterday, I slept well at night, and I was very energetic when I went to work during the day."

Zhong Ling said that since Fang Quan gave her a massage last night, she felt that her condition had become much better than before, and that there were no more pain in the damaged areas such as the cervical spine, which made Zhong Ling very happy.

"Or what if I'll click you tonight?"

Fang Quan saw that Zhong Ling was very helpful for massage, so he asked for rewards and asked for massages.

Zhong Ling nodded a little twistedly and lay in front of Fang Quan.

Fang Quan pressed his hands on Zhong Ling's shoulders, and a stream of spiritual energy on his fingers continued to penetrate into her meridians along Zhong Ling's skin, and finally flowed into her dantian.

In the world of cultivation, Fang Quan's external force helps others to clean bones and marrow will be said to be a kind of force to grow, but Zhong Ling is different. Her roots and bones and cultivation talents are average, and it is even more difficult to embark on the road of cultivation in an environment like the earth. Fang Quan's original intention is not to let Zhong Ling practice, but to make her delay aging and prolong life.

The female monks in the cultivation world have outstanding appearance even after living for tens of thousands of years, because their cultivation can keep their appearance.

What women fear the most is time, and time is the biggest enemy of women.

“So comfortable…”

Fang Quan carefully washed Zhong Ling's bones and marrow, and spiritual energy rushed into Zhong Ling's body, turning into warm currents, making Zhong Ling feel comfortable to sleep.

About an hour later, Zhong Ling slowly fell into a deep sleep. Fang Quan stared at Zhong Ling's beautiful face, her slender eyelashes moved slightly, and her expression was very comfortable.

Fang Quan gently picked up Zhong Ling and then sent it back to her bedroom.

Zhong Ling's bedroom decoration is very simple and simple. Because Fang Quan has been spending money over the years, her family is very difficult. Zhong Ling's monthly salary is usually exploited by Fang Quan, and she is reluctant to spend the remaining half.

When Fang Quan saw this scene, he sighed softly and made up his mind to buy some decent furniture for his family tomorrow.

Early the next morning, Fang Quan got up and made breakfast for Zhong Ling. After waking her up, he sent Zhong Ling to the company.

Before leaving, Fang Quan brought his bank card with him and then went to the largest furniture market in Longcheng.

In the market, Fang Quan bought a lot of furniture in one go, sofa wardrobe, coffee table, dining table and even beds, and then he went to the home appliance market and spent 120,000 yuan in one go. Money is not important in Fang Quan's eyes. In this world, Fang Quan can make countless money with his own ability, but he has no idea about money, as long as it is enough to spend it.

When I returned home, I watched the porters place furniture and appliances one by one. The whole house changed a lot, and I had a taste of home again, and it was no longer as simple as before.

After a simple cleaning, Fang Quan looked at the time and rushed to Zhong Ling's company to pick her up from get off work and go home for dinner.

On the way to the company, Fang Quan met Gaoxinguo, who was whistling with Hummers.

"Brother Fang, I'm thinking about going to your house."

Gao Xinguo watched Fang Quan run wildly on the road and quickly waved to let him get in the car.

"Brother Fang, you are such a capable person and can't get into a car now?"

Gao Xinguo asked, "You must know that the people from the China National Art Association, although they are not good at practicing Chinese art, they are all good at making money. They have to pay a disciple of 1.8 million yuan in apprenticeship fees. They often appear in some commercial certificate circles, and the benefits are even considerable. On the other hand, Fang Quan can even get a car, which is a bit unreasonable.

"Or what if I'll give you a car the next day, it's like a discipleship fee. There are several Land Rover I used to modify at home. Although the performance is worse than my baby, it's absolutely fine to reach 350 per hour."

Fang Quan smiled. He had no requirements for car speed, and at best it was just a means of transportation. You should know that people nowadays are mostly snobbish. If they don’t have a car, they can’t even raise their heads when they go out, so many people have become house slaves and car slaves.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!